ARIA POV
"Duck!" Jaxon yelled, swerving the motorbike as bullets pinged off rocks around us.
I pressed my face against his back, heart racing as we raced through the dark forest. The trackers had found us again, just minutes after we'd left Lucien at the safe house.
"Hold tight!" Jaxon shouted over the roar of the engine. He turned off the path, plunging down a steep slope that made my stomach drop.
Branches whipped my face as we crashed through shrubbery. The motorcycle's headlight caught views of trees that seemed to jump out at us. Behind, the screams grew fainter—we were losing them.
"Where are we going?" I screamed against the wind. My mother's notebook was stuffed safely inside my jacket, pressed between us.
"Somewhere they can't follow!" Jaxon called back.
We burst from the trees onto a narrow cliff road. The valley dropped away beside us, moonlight showing a dizzying drop. Jaxon accelerated, the motorbike leaning into each curve.
