

I hoped the animal escaped, but at the same time, I was grateful Alex was hunting something besides me. I released a slow breath when Alex began chasing the fox through the trees. A small reddish shape darted across the snow then spun and fled when it saw the wyvern coming toward it. I watched breathlessly, terrified that a vampire had followed us. A few seconds later, he lifted off and sped toward the trees. Something moved in the trees below us, and Alex’s head tilted as his slit eyes turned in that direction. I knew I had to move soon or I would die on this rock.


The sky began to darken and the snow thickened until I could barely see the other side of the river. With every minute that passed, my body got colder until I began to fear dying from exposure more than Alex. Every now and then Alex’s head swung in my direction, but he made no move toward me.
