Chapter Eighty Seven~ Wandering stranger
Lucian’s POV ***********
I trudged through the woods, gently pushing aside the tree branches getting in my way. I knew I had to hurry up or else I won’t get home early enough to boil those herbs for Damia. She was still unconscious and since there was no hospital around, I could only sit and Hoor she wakes up.
As I walked deeper into the woods, heading the opposite direction this time, my eyes carefully scanned the underbrush for any sign of Tyvon or if I could smell him around.
But there was absolutely nothing.
Everywhere looked like untouched land just peaceful as it had always been as if Sanghiel and his men hadn’t raided this place a couple of days ago.
The silence in the woods was unsettling, punctuated only by the crunch of leaves be
