389. HOSTAGE FOR HOSTAGE
KATHERINE
The ground rumbled beneath his steps, the dark treetops looming close above us.
I looked up at his beastly features. He sniffed the air and changed direction.
His furry ears twitched, catching every whisper of the night. So powerful… It was unbelievable that Elliot was this creature.
A high-pitched scream tore through the forest, sending shivers down my spine.
"That’s Lavinia, it’s our daughter!" I screamed, my heart lodged in my throat, twisting desperately to see ahead. The trees cl