The forest loomed ahead of Angela Rivers like a dark wall. The hand-drawn map from Carla's notebook trembled in her hands, the red X marking "Sanctuary" burned into her mind. She'd barely slept, the glint of those silver eyes outside her window haunting her through the night.
Whoever or whatever was watching her knew she was getting closer to the truth.
But the thought of Bella, trapped in a world Angela was only beginning to comprehend, drove her forward. She wouldn't fail her niece the way she'd failed her sister.
