Atalanta felt her face go lax in disbelief. “Did you say a griffin?”
The boy nodded and said, “We have to go get them.”
“We ought to head into the forest for cover,” said Atalanta. “The werewolf guard I attacked to free myself will be waking up any minute, and he’ll sound the alarm.”
“That’s exactly why we should head back up the mountain,” said Andromeda, fixing Atalanta with grey, smoky eyes. “We won’t get very far no matter which way we choose, and...
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