Sky

“Hurry up!” Dain yells, yanking on the rope that joins our hands together.

Ivy cries.

Not loud—just soft, whimpering, hiccuping.

My eyes dilate in the darkness as I call my Lycan forward.

They won't ignore her for long, he says.

I walk closer to her, heart hammering. I don’t move too quickly; the last thing we need is to draw attention.

“Rose,” I whisper. “I know this is scary but you need to be brave okay. And quiet.”

“I want mama,” the words trembled in her voice.

“Well get you back to her okay, but you have to listen to me. Just like in class, do what I say.”...