Chapter Chapter - Find Damia
Tyvon’s POV***********
I pushed through another wall of bush, thorns scraping against my arms, and shouted her name again, louder this time.
“Damia!”
My voice cracked against the trees, scattering birds into the dusk sky. The woods swallowed my voice whole. No echo. Just the unsettling silence of the trees watching us, us being the five other men trailing behind me, blades at their sides, eyes darting. But none of them said a word. They didn’t need to. I knew what they thought: this wasn’t about finding Damia. It was about hiding their secrets.
I kept walking.
Branches snapped underfoot. Sweat dripped into my eyes. Every now and then I swore I heard footsteps ahead, or the flicker of movement between trees. But I knew better than to trust my senses. The
