Luna clung to his back, her fingers white-knuckled, her heart in her throat.
"I'M OKAY!" Vlad Jr. shouted.
"YOU'RE NOT OKAY! YOU ALMOST GOT EATEN!" Luna screamed back.
"I'M STILL FLYING!" he replied.
Luna's heart was pounding so hard she could feel it in her throat. Her leg was screaming. Her hands were bleeding from gripping Vlad Jr.'s fur so tightly. Her eyes were burning with tears she refused to shed.
She looked around wildly, searching for something, anything, that could help.
The trees below them were getting thinner. The ground was becoming rockier. The distant shape of the mountains was closer now, but not close enough.
And the monster was still following.
It was faster than them. Stronger than them. It would catch them.
Unless—
Luna's eyes flashed.
She remembered.
Her dad.
