Chapter 368: The Decoy
The Tidebreakers did not move.
They simply watched.
Four massive bodies, muscles coiled beneath thick striped hides, breath steaming in the cold as they paced in a slow, deliberate circle around Joren, Bianca, and Uther. Their eyes were sharp and calculating, not the mindless hunger of lesser beasts, but something colder—something that waited.
Gale kept his stance low, weight balanced on all fours, instincts running sharp beneath his own.
His ears flicked as movement registered. But it wasn't movement from the beasts. It was movement from the trees beyond and familiar scents.
*Sophia, Miles, and that annoying girl are here,* Gale informed Joren.
Joren's heart jolted. Help had arrived.
*But I don't think they are going to come out. It seems they are hiding. At least Sophia and Miles are. The other girl is still far behind, taking her sweet time too,* Gale told him.
