She was a ghost in this place, a soul in a borrowed body. Where did the Silver Fang Clan's territory end? How many days did they need to travel to the nearest safe land?
What other clans were nearby, allies or enemies who would gladly return a runaway daughter to her powerful father for a reward? Or who would cage her up and use it as a bargaining chip?
The world outside this manor was a blank map of dangers neither the old Yueyao or the new Yueshuang knew, alot had changed out there. To run without a plan was to jump from one cage straight into a trap.
And the injured Lian... Her breath immediately hitched. The image of him, pale and bleeding, was burning behind her eyes.
How could she move him, let alone carry him across unknown lands while dodging her father's trackers? They would be caught within a day and he would immediately be executed and she would be locked away forever, watched constantly, her bond to Lian forcibly broken.
