Chapter 65

“The fuck was that?” I asked in the mind-link. Our bodies froze, waiting to see what it was.

“If it was a rogue, we would know by now.” Waylon responded. Waylon slowly made his way off the gazebo. Crouching down, he slipped into the darkness.

I felt exposed, almost like I was the target from a 360 degree angle. Scooting back until my back hit the wall, I waited for something to jump out at me. Waylon’s feelings were getting more angry by the moment.

There was some grunting and wrestling of the leaves but then silence. No birds, no owls or even crickets were filling the air. It was dead, a horrible feeling that something was wrong came over me. Waylon was okay, pissed off but okay. The minutes ticked by. Then ten minutes and twenty.

“Charlotte?” Axel’s voice caused me to jump as he emerged from the brush with Nova and Jessica in tow.

“Here!” I said, realising a breath of relief.

“Let’s go.” Axel kept a firm grip on Nova and turned back towards the trail. Jessica motioned for