Seraphina's POV
"Kira, stay close," I said out loud as the wind blows.
I can see the way the sky had already turned into another thing entirely, it was so shocking. My wolf's voice murmured very low in my chest that something was wrong.
We have started moving for some hours ago. Hector led the front, giving out orders to keep the formation toward the coast. Myra rode beside me, her one hand was holding her hood together because of the blowing wind.
"Don't worry about me, moon-blessed. I can handle a little…" Kira looked back at me with a smirk.
A scream cut her off, one of Hector's scouts fell down from his saddle, an arrow was shot to his throat.
"Down!" Hector roared.
Before I could react, the storm that was not natural blew immediately. The sand was already rising, turning violently, and through it I saw someone on horseback, there were dark riders with faces covered in black cloth. They are Elira's spies.
