*Calvin*
Night has already fallen when Peter pulls over to a wooded area. He climbs out and grabs the tent but waves me off.
“Take the route I showed you,” he tells me, beginning to set up camp. “I can’t cross, he’ll feel me. Since you’re rogue, you’re the only one who can.”
I nod, pulling my shoes and clothes off before shifting. I head North as discussed, but he calls after me.
“If it seems dangerous at all, come straight back. Don’t be a hero for them. Ada needs you more.”
Ada. I haven’t felt her again, which I think is good. I hope it is. She’s in pain and scared, and I can’t get to her. I feel helpless, and it’s frustrating. Hopefully, she can find some clues and speak to me again, but she’s only been able to when her pain connects us. I sigh. I don’t want her to b
