KALEB
Why do I feel like Hope intentionally had us shipped off to this part of the woods just so Asher would let her do things her way? Because tell me why the hell we've been walking through this endless sea of gnarled trees and mossy roots for over thirty goddamn minutes—and not a single house in sight.
Branches snap under our boots, the wind whistles low, and every now and then, something rustles off the trail—probably a squirrel. Or a vampire. Same difference.
We are in their territory anyways .
Behind me, Finn's breathing like he's carrying a damn mountain on his back. I glance over my shoulder and shake my head, disappointed.
"Should I perhaps carry you in my arms, princess?" I ask dryly, though not a single smirk tugs at the corner of my mouth.
