Nothing. I wasn’t hit. Then who…
Jaxon.
A violent shiver ran down my spine, dread curling in my stomach like a fist. Had they shot him? The thought nearly stopped me in my tracks. No. I shook my head, clenching my teeth, forcing my legs to move faster. Keep running. I had to trust that Jaxon could handle himself. Because if I stopped now…
If I let them catch me—
I knew I wouldn’t make it out alive.
I kept running.
Faster.
Faster.
I didn’t care about the burning in my lungs, the sharp pain stabbing at my side, or the way my legs trembled beneath me.
I had to keep going.
But then—
My foot caught on something. A root? A rock? I didn’t know.
All I knew was that one second, I was sprinting, and the next, the ground was rushing up to meet me.
I crashed down hard, my hands slamming i
