ALAENA’S POV
Adrenaline coursed through my veins.
My senses were razor sharp, eyes peeled for any movement and ears perked for any sound.
This is what it felt like to be in the thick of it.
It’s almost….addicting.
The damp earth smells of rain, masking some of the usual scents of the night. I crouched low behind the bush, my grip firm on the hilt of my dagger.
I had become accustomed to hand-to-hand combat, the dagger beginning to feel like a metal extension of me steady and waiting.
My heart pounded not in fear …but anticipation.
Roy and Titus were just as still as I was, their breathing barely audible over the faint rustling of leaves in the breeze.
We had spotted the Croonies earlier—three of them earlier in the day, so we traced their trail and laid an ambush.
I shifted sli
