The cave was dark and cold, barely illuminated by the faint moonlight filtering in. Ezra was still unconscious, his breathing heavy, as I tried to keep pressure on the wound on his side. The sound of the wind and the distant murmur of the river were the only noises, but something didn’t feel right.
“Did you hear that?” Liam murmured, tensing his muscles as he moved closer to the cave entrance. His blue eyes scanned the darkness.
I paused, listening. Footsteps. Or maybe branches snapping. Whatever it was, it was coming fast.
“What is it?” I asked softly, looking at Liam, who was already unsheathing his sword.
“I don’t know, but if it’s one of Marcus’s men, we’ll find out soon,” he replied firmly, positioning himself as a barrier in front of the entrance.
My heart was pounding. There wa
