Renee gasped and leaned against the tree. She had been separated from her team—a group composed of wolves, humans, and witches pursuing their enemies, the Abyss Brotherhood.
Three of their members had already been killed, but they had managed to cut the enemy’s numbers in half. Renee were being chase by three members of the Abyss Brotherhood. She had already taken down two, leaving her with one remaining pursuer. But she was too exhausted. Her energy was drained, and she could no longer use her powers.
“Come out, witch!” the enemy yelled.
Renee covered her mouth and breathed deeply. She couldn’t get caught—she knew she’d end up dead if she did.
The sound of rustling leaves grew louder as it approached her hiding place, then suddenly stopped.
“She’s not here,” the man muttered.
Renee
