Chapter 14: The Hut at Night
Alex
The blade pressed cold and merciless against my throat. It was a sharp, thin line of metal that felt like ice on my skin. I knew that one single twitch, or even one wrong breath, would be enough for it to slice clean through me. I stayed perfectly still. I didn't even dare to look down at the sword. My eyes were locked on the man’s face, which was illuminated by the pale light coming through the cracks in the wooden walls.
“Who are you?” he growled.
His voice was rough. I could hear the pain behind his words, but there was also a deep suspicion there. He didn't trust me, and he looked ready to kill me to protect himself.
I swallowed very carefully. I felt the steel move slightly against my skin as my throat moved. “If you want answers,” I said, trying
