a bridle. Please bring him to the forest. I’ll be waiting there.”
Kerrick’s legs shook as he hurried to return to the living green. As soon as he entered its domain, he collapsed.
Two seconds later, or so it felt, the man arrived with the horse in tow. “Hello?” he called, almost stepping on Kerrick. “Harper’s all ready.” He walked farther in.
Drawing on his final reserve of energy, Kerrick stood, changed to normal and caught up to the man, who jumped about a foot when Kerrick approached from behind.
“Thank you,” Kerrick said, taking the reins.
The man nodded and then bolted back to his farm.
He’ll have an interesting story to tell his family. When the man disappeared from sight, Kerrick mounted Harper. The dark brown horse instantly turned green, brown, orange, red, and yellow, exactly matching Kerrick and the rest of the forest. Handy.
Kerrick had a day and a half to reach the rendezvous spot. He spurred Harper into a gallop.
CHAPTER 8
“You can’t,” Flea said after I explained what I needed to do to save Yuri’s life.
I placed the syringe carefully on my pack to free my hands. “It makes the most sense.”
“What if the serum doesn’t work?” Flea dropped Yuri’s hand and moved around to my side of the cot. “You can’t die. We need you.”
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