Elara's POV
"Get behind me, Elara." Jordan's voice was low but sharp. My heart raced instantly, I stood behind Jordan, his shoulders tensed.
"Jor-dan." I whispered, my voice was shaky. "What if we have accidentally walked right into a trap? What if it is an animal in there? A beast maybe?"
Jordan did not flinch, although his breath slowed, silent, controlled and focused.
"No." He murmured. "It is familiar, I can smell him."
A frown grew on my face and my pulse spiked immediately. "Familiar? Who?"
He took in a deep breath, like he was bracing himself for the worst.
Just as he was about to speak the name, a figure stepped out of the cave.
Tall, lanky. With a smirk that obviously was not innocent.
Adrian.
"Well look what we have here." He said causally, his arms crossed, his
