#Chapter 538: Amnesia

Olivia The water lapped against the sides of the small boat in a soothing rhythm. I leaned over the edge, looking down at the waves. The sea was calm and the sun was bright, and during any normal occasion, I might have been excited for a ride like this. But today, fear trumped excitement in a heartbeat. Soon, we would be docking on a remote beach at the border of one of the southern packs. There, we would be taken to the safehouse where Mira was waiting to take in the other escorts who Nathan had been helping escape over the past couple of weeks. And then, tomorrow, we would execute our plan to take down Dan and anyone else we could get our hands on. “Ugh. I hate the ocean.” A soft voice caught my attention, causing me to turn. I saw one of the escorts, a young girl named Erica, coming to lean over the side of the boat. Her face was pale and her hair a little mussed from tossing and turning in her bunk, likely trying to quell her seasickness. “Seasick?” I asked.