Chapter 12
Chapter twelve
Everly
The warm body under me vibrates, a low hiss breaking through my sleep. I jolt awake and Zaria’s big brown feline eyes stare at me, then out into the darkened forest beyond.
A sense of foreboding washes over me, catching my breath.
Letting it out slowly, a cloud forms in front of my face.
It’s not normally this cold in the Autumn Court.
Moving slowly, I crawl over to the edge of the branch woven platform of the den and peer down.
I can’t see the ground anymore, only a thick mist that rolls over the forest floor in an unnatural way.
“That can’t be good,” I whisper, crawling backward next to Zaria.
The sun is sinking fast, its light barely filtering through the thick canopy above. Long shadows stretch like fingers across the forest floor, making the once-serene autumn trees look ominous. I bite my lip, torn between two choices—stick it out here for the night or make a run for it.