We didn’t waste any more time as Dylan pulled me to my feet, his grip firm but careful, his golden eyes scanning the chamber for any remaining threats.
The scent of blood lingered in the air, heavy and metallic, on the ground the assassin’s lifeless body lay at our feet, his blood seeping into the cracks of the ancient stone floor.
Although they had all been killed, I knew we weren’t safe yet as I could still feel the presence of something more than an assassin in the air which was too still with unnatural silence.
I guess Dylan must have sensed it too because his jaw clenched, his muscles tensed like a predator anticipating the next strike.
His grip on my wrist tightened as he pulled me behind him, his voice a low growl.“There are more.” He affirmed.
I swallowed hard, trying to pu
