As Stefan stared at the guard, I scanned the surroundings for a possible escape route. I wasn't familiar with the forest and worried I might get lost. But I knew werewolves had heightened senses, and if the time came to flee, I might stand a chance of slipping away.
I glanced back at Stefan, who was completely fixated on the guard, clearly panicking inside. I took his hand in an attempt to soothe him, but he wouldn’t meet my gaze, and no amount of reassurance seemed to ease his anxiety.
“Can I ask why you’re tailing us?” I said, stepping forward to sound more assertive.
“I was sent to keep an eye on you. I’m glad I did. Josiah will be thrilled to hear about this,” he replied.
“I didn’t realize it was a crime to take a stroll. Ever since I arrived, Josiah has been trying to get Stefan a
