Ophelia’s POV
We set out at noon and began our journey. Some had their belongings put on a cart, while others used horses. I gazed at Ryker and frowned, I couldn't help but think he was avoiding me.
Ever since we had our intimate moment, he left and didn't speak to me; the only time we talked was when he asked if I was ready to move.
I walked alone, dragging my legs on the dried leaves on the ground, deep in my thoughts. The shadow marked power made me weak and every time I developed a sensation to retch everything from my stomach. I bit my lips slowly as I looked at Ryker again, maybe I was hallucinating but I caught him briefly looking my way.
“Let's have some rest,” Ryker spoke and everyone slumped to the ground, heaving a sigh of relief. We had been walking tirelessly for over 6
