My magic slips outward like a net, covering us in mirage. It's one of the first things a werewolf learns to do, to hide their true self from normals. I've taken it one step further, disguising us completely, or as best I can, from human eyes. Though, if they stumble on us physically, we're out of luck.
All this power output will summon the Enforcers, without question. They'll recognize werewolf magic-identify it as my magic with all of this to work with-and investigate. All bets are off on how long it will take them to realize it's me. We can't just sit here.
I shoulder Sage's unconscious body, half-shifting into werewolf form to make the job easier. He groans but falls silent again as I stride through the scrub and up the side of a steep hill. I can't risk taking a trail, I have to make
