"Meow!" A night cat darted out of the grass. Lilith let out a sigh of relief.
But her relief was short-lived. Her heart raced as she realized there was someone else in the bushes. That menacing gaze gave her chills.'
"On the count of three, come out!" Lilith's eyes locked onto the dark shadow partially concealed by the grass. Who could it be?' she wondered.
"Three..."
"Two..."
The grass rustled with light footsteps. Lilith held her breath. 'Who's it? Who could it be?'
She didn't want to see anyone right now.
But then, the first thing she saw was a pair of Martin boots, followed by casual jeans tucked into the pants.
The last person Lilith wanted to see at this moment suddenly emerged from the grass, Darian.
"Lilith?" Darian stepped forward, raising a pistol aimed directly at her
