Mustering my last bit of energy, I open the mindlink between me and Keaton.
"I'm injured, Keaton. Track me, I don't know where I am," I whimper, hoping he gets to me soon.
I feel the tension and fear from him. I'm positive he can feel my disorientation and weakness. The effects of the strange fog Blaire unleashed on me is making me weaker by the second. I don't know how much longer I can last before I go unconscious
I hear snapping of twigs in the distance and I know he's close. From beyond the dizziness, I make out a dozen or so fighter wolves surrounding the clearing, protecting me. Practically flying into the clearing, is the large black wolf I've been waiting for. Behind him are more fighters, and he's brought out all our guards and fighters to find me.
I shakily lift my arm, and i
