King Stefan
I crept closer towards the location, my feet barely hitting the ground, the wind in my hair and face. I was fast, faster than I'd ever been and I had yet to see a trap of some sort. I really hoped that Dylan was managing to cover my absence without being questioned by the council too much. The map was clutched in my hand tightly, but I barely needed it, having memorized the map's coordinates.
The scenery passed by in a blur, the sun going down. I debated whether to make a stop or to continue in the darkness. After all, vampires can see clearly at nighttime, far better than shifters. I wanted to keep going though, the children relying on me to save them. I couldn't bear the thought of them spending another night separated from their parents, even if Dylan and I had not manage
