The tiger, Ash, let out a low rumble but remained where it was, its piercing eyes never leaving the man.
Irene swallowed hard as her gaze was on the unconscious man, trying to process everything. “You know him?”
Raven let out a short, humorless laugh.
“Unfortunately.” She nudged the man’s limp body with her foot, and seeing that it didn’t move, a smile tugged on her lips.
“He’s been living on this island for years, conning people who have drifted here. He’ll pretend to help, gain their trust, and then take whatever he can from them—food, shelter, anything.
She added, “And when he’s done, he either abandons them or worse.”
Upon hearing those words, shivers went down Irene’s spine.
Jackson frowned, a question filling his mind. “And the tiger? Why is it following you? How were you ab
