ELIA
She sat at the back of a V-shaped dirt area, lined by high, rock walls, and under the cover of trees that grew both from this level, and from any flat surfaces along the steep sides. Elia could only see the top of the rock wall in one spot—which meant being above them was barely useful, since the canopy of trees would hide them.
And the wolves had placed guards not only around her, but under the overhangs of the rock walls, inside small hollows in the sides, and behind her, underneath an ancient tree that grew at the back, it's wide branches reaching for the sky.
Even if someone did get above her, they wouldn't be able to see what was waiting for them.
Elia swallowed, but her mouth was so dry, it did little good.
Jak squatted a few feet to her left, chatting easily with several wolf guards who'd been stationed around her. Her blood boiled every time she laid eyes on him.
