OLIVIA'S POV

 

My legs moved faster than I thought was possible as I headed to the packhouse, my legs were already sore from the running but this was Julian we were talking about, I couldn't let him get himself killed. He shouldn't have come here in the first place. He had no idea that Leo was an insane person.

 

I forced my worn-out legs to keep moving no matter the pain that shot up through my legs.

 

I breathed in and paused for a moment to catch my breath. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead and I wiped them with my sleeve.

 

Moon goddess, please...

 

My feet brushed through...