(Nisha)
I wished I could call Cameron somehow, but I didn’t want him part of this if something were to happen. I wouldn’t risk him. So, I stood and slowly walked toward her.
The wind caressed my face as if it were searching for me, too. “Are you alone?” I whispered.
“Yes….” Her voice trailed back.
I glanced back at the warm lights of the packhouse; only a few were left flickering at this hour. I pushed my powers out. They skittered with such force, and I focused on tuning out the familiarity of the forest and focused on anything else, anything new. But there was nothing else.
Soleil wasn’t here.
I walked steadily, hiding the apprehension I felt toward my sister, if I could even still call her that. My shadows searched, and her wind replied. I felt her walking towards me with short,
