Nick felt as if he had been falling for hours. Finally, he hit the ground with a bone-jarring thud. He wasn’t wet or smashed against the rocks, which meant the veil hadn’t been locked, and he was now in the elf realm. Lightning arced across the dark sky. As if someone had flipped a switch, rain suddenly fell in sheets. The lightning flashed again, and Nick saw the large castle sitting less than a mile away. As he started moving, thunder rolled through the air above him so loudly Nick thought his eardrums might burst. But it wasn’t the thunder that quickened his pace. It was a sound inside the thunder—a howl so full of pain he felt it in his soul. “Kara.” He used his wolf’s speed and ran.
He’d only made it twenty yards when a hand grabbed his arm. “My way is faster,” Adam said. Nick notice
