The Storm’s Embrace
The storm raged on, rain pelting down in thick sheets as the wind howled through the trees. The small cave provided some shelter, but the cold seeped in, making it impossible for Liam to sleep. Elsa, on the other hand, was bundled up in his clothes, peacefully lost in sleep.
Liam sat against the rough wall, shivering violently. His body ached, his skin was ice-cold, but he refused to wake her. She needed the rest.
A sudden loud crash outside sent a jolt of adrenaline through him. He forced himself up, staggering toward the entrance of the cave. His instincts told him something was wrong.
His eyes widened in alarm as he saw the boat being pulled by the raging sea, its weakened frame knocking against the rocks. If they lost it, they would lose their only hope of getti
