Horde (Enclave Series)

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Authors: Ann Aguirre
ticked on; and as the final moments approached, I sagged a little in relief as my foster brother, Rex, hauled Edmund out of the hole. A few more men stumbled up into the fresh air, most of them badly injured.
    “That’s it,” Rex said, his voice hoarse. “There’s nobody else capable of following.”
    Tegan bit out a quiet cry, but she quickly bent her head and continued working. She was still at it when Stalker returned. I led him away from the others.
    “What’s it like out there?”
    “A slaughter.” In the moonlight, his scarred face looked pale. “And I swear there are even more than there were out on the plains.”
    “Where are they all coming from? And why?” I didn’t expect an answer.
    Just as well. He couldn’t provide one. “We need to move. The bulk of the horde is prowling the burning wreckage right now, but there are scouting parties all over the area. There’s a hundred strong just to the southeast.”
    A chill went through me as I imagined trying to fight off that many with so few warriors and fifty Breeders to protect. I nodded at Stalker. “Thanks.”
    Tegan was still bandaging the injured, her face a study in sorrow. She didn’t look up at me until I put my hand on her shoulder. Then a sob escaped her as she tied off the fabric and sent the wounded man on his way. I put my arms around her and hugged tight; she buried her face in my shoulder.
    “It’s not fair,” she whispered. “The townspeople need Doc more than ever and he’s not—”
    “They have you,” I said.
    “I’m not as good. There are so many things I haven’t learned.”
    “I bet there’s a doctor in Soldier’s Pond. As soon as you get there, find him and tell him you mean to continue your studies.”
    That stalled her tears. “Will we be there that long?”
    “I’m not sure,” I said honestly. “But anything you learn will help down the line and bring you a little closer to feeling like you’ve earned the right to be called doctor.”
    Tegan hugged me back, then let go. “Thank you.”
    I didn’t say any of the warm things bubbling at the back of my mind—about how she could cry later or that Doc and Mrs. Tuttle had been good people, well worth her tears. There was no time for softness. I strode over to Morgan.
    “If your men are ready, we can move out now. I’m told we’re within whistling distance of a battle we can’t win.”
    To his credit, he didn’t ask for particulars. The stench of burning buildings mingled with the unmistakable scent of seared flesh motivated him well enough. In low tones, he gave orders to his men, who began rounding up the injured. Some of them would require transport, which meant this journey would take more like three or four days instead of the two we had managed with a hard march. A knot formed in my stomach when I considered how many things could go wrong before I got the survivors to Soldier’s Pond.

Ruse
    Fade came up to me as Morgan’s men were lashing branches to make litters for the wounded. Despite the dire situation, his posture was loose and limber. Unlike most, he thrived under such conditions. Most likely, this trait permitted him to survive alone down below. When other people fell apart, he only got tougher and more determined, and the more he fought, the more he won, the higher his confidence rose. I didn’t know if tonight’s victory would improve his emotional state, but I hoped so. Tegan had made it clear there was no way for me to fix him. The shift had to come from inside Fade’s own head.
    My body ached. To cover my weakness, I asked, “How do you like our chances?”
    “I don’t,” he admitted. “But I’d like it less if we didn’t try.”
    That summed up my feelings, too. “We won’t be sleeping for a while. Hope you’re ready.”
    “How do you prepare for something like this? I wish it hadn’t come to a desperate evac … but it’s good to feel useful again.” Fade gestured at the soot-stained faces and children terrified to

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