AMARIS’S POV
I threw my head back.
Did Zevran Romanov just accuse me of using dark spells to fake the mating bond? With these three? As if I wouldn’t have buried them alive if I had such powers!
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“It means I’m not taking any chances with this.” Theron, the apparent ringleader, came to a stop in front of a crevice.
I blinked. No. Not a crevice—a cave.
The entrance was narrow, tavernely wide enough for a person to squeeze through, meaning that three six-foot-plus Alphas would have to crouch and crawl inside. Now that would be hilarious.
Even with the thick trees surrounding it, the wind was eerily still, and the quiet of the forest made everything feel off.
The cave’s entrance was surprisingly neat—piles of wood and dry grass were scattered around, ma
