The Prince of Time Chapter 21

After Nolan did the whole Voodoo magic offerring thing, we found ourselves running up a grassy hill, past a tree with what looked like a dragon at it's base, and into the dinnig pavilion. A hundred or so campers looked up from what seemed to be shepherd's pie.

"Why in the name of my grandpa's bagpipes are we stopping?!" I demanded as my teammates all skidded to a stop. "The wolves could still be chasing us!"

Jordan, hands on his knees, pointed over his shoulder. The wolves were all pacing on the hill, like they couldn't go any farther.

Author's Note: Not finished yet.