Chapter 211

Kyra's POV The gunshot echoed through the night, sending panic through me. My heart pounded as I worried about Mason and Sarah. Before I could think about what was happening, Nathan grabbed my hand tight and urgent. "We need to move," he whispered, pulling me into a run. Cold rain hit our faces as we ran through the forest. Mud splashed under our feet. I could hear shouting behind us, getting quieter as we went deeper into the woods. Sylvia stirred in my mind. "They're coming after us. I can sense at least three of them." "How far behind?" I asked between heavy breaths. "Far enough for now," she replied. "But they're moving fast." Nathan pulled me behind a big oak tree. His eyes looked around in the dark, alert and focused. "Are you okay?" he asked, pushing wet hair from my face. I nodded, trying to control my breathing. "Keep running, Kyra," Matt whispered, showing up next to us with blood coming through his shirt. "Nathan, get her out of here." I shook my head and grabbed Matt's arm.