The forest looked like it had been put on time out.
That was my first thought as we crossed the border into the northern sector. Every leaf seemed to hold its breath. Every shadow felt too dense. Not even a squirrel dared to show its fluffy judgmental face.
I hugged my arms to my chest. “I hate when nature gets creepy. isn't rude. It's supposed to be peaceful and relaxing, not auditioning for a horror film.”
Theo ignored me, which meant he agreed but was too busy being Alpha and stressed. He scanned the tree line, shoulders tense, steps clipped.
Behind me, Addy muttered, “Does it feel colder to you?”
“Yes,” I said. “Emotionally and spiritually.”
Jack shot me a look over his shoulder, walking with that careful danger stance he used when he expected something to jump out. Beau matched
