"How about we go back?" Owen's voice trembled slightly as he looked over his shoulder as if the hunter who had killed the rogue was already behind them. "We should turn around and take her back to the Stormhold Pack. Just ask Lyra to come to the border, and we'll hand her over to her. She can take her back, right? It'll be safer that way."
"Are you crazy, Owen?" Jace snapped, his hands tightening on the steering wheel as he sped up, disregarding the rocky terrain and letting their car jolt. "We need to get away from here as fast as we can, not turn back and walk directly into the wolf's mouth."
Owen let out a shaky sigh, his voice rising in panic. "Then what do we do, Jace? This is going to be a disaster. We can't just keep driving blind like this! We don't even know who is chasing us. He killed the rogue in a matter of minutes!"
