It was evident on Irene’s face that she had hesitations, but after a few seconds, she nodded.
“Alright,” Irene answered, trying to make her voice sound brave even though she felt the opposite. “So, what should we do first?”
Jackson didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he scanned their surroundings with his eyes narrowed, his soldier demeanor activating again.
“We did the right thing by setting our shelter in between the forest’s entrance and the beach,” Jackson said, his tone low. “However, we still needed to lower our exposure. We don’t know where that beast could be attracted aside from blood.”
“Um… like fire?” Irene asked, pointing at their firepit.
“It could be.” Jackson nodded. “Or maybe a pretty woman.”
Hearing those words, Irene rolled her eyes. At the same time, her lips curve
