Chapter 127

  VIKTOR

  I hear Calvin before I see him.

  His footsteps crunching rapidly against the dry leaves, faster than normal.

  Frantic

  Panicked.

  That can't be good.

  I look up just as he breaks into the clearing, and I immediately know something is wrong.

  His face is pale, his eyes wide and frant...

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