“We tie her up. We’ll be long gone before anyone finds her.” A chill ran down Amara’s spine, her mind racing for an escape. Her throat tightened, and she struggled to keep her expression steady, but her pulse pounded in her ears, drowning out everything else. They couldn’t seriously be planning—
Before she could process her own terror, a massive rumble shook the ground beneath them. Trees trembled, and the poachers’ confident expressions faltered, their heads jerking toward the sound. Out of the dense underbrush, the mother elephant emerged, its ears flared wide, its eyes blazing with fury.