Alexa
“I had seen it, you know?” I protested.
“Yes, but you don’t need to look at it any longer than that,” Harlow muttered in a low voice as he turned my body around to face away from it. “Stay here. I’ll check it out first.”
I knew he only wanted to protect me, but he should have known that a few blood spatters wouldn’t shake my resolve. My eyes were used to seeing bloody battles, though I had never seen as much as that corpse had. Still, I obeyed my mate—he might have known better.
Something was wrong. The stench grew stronger, making my head dizzy. My stomach churned at the fleeting sight I had caught earlier, as if the image imprinted in my long-term memory. The sound of Harlow’s footsteps echoed through the small cave with its dried-up water channel.
“What happened to him, Harlo
