We delved further into the woods, with the branches reaching out as if attempting to slow us down. The air became colder, each exhale visible as a white puff in the dark.
Thoughts of Aurora being by herself and scared filled my mind, spurring me to hurry despite the branches scratching my face.
All of a sudden, we entered a tiny open space and what we saw made me feel terrified. In the middle laid Aurora's scarf, a light blue one that contrasted with the dark ground. It had marks from a dark, wet substance... blood.
I snatched it, my hands trembling. "Hey Aurora!" I yelled, my voice hoarse with terror. However, the woods stayed quiet, with its shadows enveloping us like a burial garment.
"Gage called from the edge of the clearing, 'Alpha.'" "Right here."
I hurried to where he was stan
