Levi, Slaine, Grey and Jem watched one another, confusion dancing across their faces as they stared at one another and then around.
“Ah, s**t,” Jem said, looking around with a scowl. “Where the hell are we?”
The quartet were no longer in the dark cave they had been previously inside. They found themselves in a vast deep blue ocean on a rowing boat. The moon shone brightly in the sky, illuminating a couple of feet around them.
Levi frowned; even with his heightened vision, he could only see where the moon was shining. Anything past that was pitch blank. The two werewolves were sitting across from him and Slaine; he stared a little, a sliver of fear rushing up him, but he ignored it. He was fine.
“I’m scared,” Slaine muttered as he looked around. “I hate the sea.”
Levi slid his hand an
