The forest was eerily quiet as Lena followed Marcus and Damien deeper into the shadows. The moonlight barely pierced through the dense canopy above, leaving only slivers of light to guide their way. Her heart pounded in her chest as she tried to push away the fear clawing at her mind. The hunters were getting closer, and every rustle in the underbrush made her jump.
Marcus was walking just ahead, his broad shoulders tense and his sharp blue eyes scanning their surroundings. Every so often, he would glance back at Lena, his concern evident in his gaze. Damien, on the other hand, kept his distance, his dark eyes constantly on alert for any sign of movement.
“Are you sure you’re up for this?” Marcus asked, slowing his pace so he could walk beside her.
Lena nodded, trying to steady her brea
