Lily POV
The arrow whizzed past my ear so close I felt the feathers brush my hair. I dove behind a fallen tree, my heart pounding as more arrows thudded into the wood above my head.
"She went this way!" a voice yelled. "Don't let her reach the river!"
I pressed my back against the rough bark, trying to catch my breath. Three days of running through the wilderness, barely stopping to eat or sleep, and the rogues were still following me. Every time I thought I'd lost them, they came again like shadows that wouldn't fade.
My Triple Moon mark burned against my wrist, pulsing with a strange heat that seemed to grow stronger every hour. Whatever power was building inside me, it was making me easy to find. Like a light calling to every enemy in the forest.
Another arrow hit the tree. I had to move.
