The fire had long since burned out, leaving only the smell of smoke lingering in the air. Sebastian was the first to move, stretching his stiff muscles as he crouched near the cave's entrance, scanning the dense foliage for any signs of danger.
I stirred awake, the ache in my body reminding me of yesterday’s ordeal. My eyes fell on Dominic, who sat propped against the wall, his gun resting across his lap. His head tilted slightly, betraying his light sleep.
Sebastian turned, his sharp gaze meeting mine. “Get up,” he said, his tone gentle but firm. “We need to move before they catch up.”
Dominic’s eyes snapped open, his instincts as sharp as ever. “Already on it,” he muttered, standing and brushing off dirt from his pants.
I pushed myself to my feet, exhaustion weighing heavily on me. E
