35. Rescued

Finn

We’d run all day and night, trying to trace her scent. We knew the general direction they’d taken her from the GPS location on her phone, but we didn’t know exactly what we’d be looking for. It was early in the morning the next day when we found her phone laying in a pile of grass at the base of a big cliff. Kali had sniffed it out and called us over.

‘This is definitely hers. Its dead, so that’s why the GPS disappeared I guess.’ Kali sniffed it sadly. Her black and white wolf whining.

‘Must be.’ Caleb’s big reddish-brown wolf nuzzled her. ‘Okay let’s spread out and comb the area for any signs of the aswang.’ Caleb said through the link.

‘No need.’ I growled. ‘They’re in there.’ I gestured towards a narrow slit in the cliffside ahead of us.

‘How do you know?’ Caleb turned to look at me. My eyes were glued to the black hole between the cliffs.

‘I can feel her in there.’ I pawed the ground, snarling. I couldn’t sense her feelings, but I could sense her nearby and I knew she wa