Jackson exhaled sharply, the tension on his body coiling tighter.
He leaned in close enough that Selene could feel his breath in her ear.
“Your gut better be right,” Jackson said, his tone low. “Because if anything happens to you, I’ll burn this whole forest down.”
Selene’s movement halted for a second, feeling the sensation that Jackson’s breath brought into her body.
But at the same time, her lips curved into a smirk, knowing that Jackson was worried about her.
“Guess you’ll have to keep me safe then,” she whispered, half-teasing, half-genuine.
They resumed walking, pushing past low-hanging branches and patches of thick grass.
The closer they got to the waterfalls, the cooler the air felt, and the sound of water crashing down grew louder.
Jackson’s hands gripped the spear tightly
