KNOX
I knew it was nearly impossible to tell Dante not to act like a deranged bastard. But I had to try.
However, that was the least of my problems.
I didn't want to be here.
I shivered, wrapping my arms around myself as I felt something cold pressing at the back of my neck. A feeling I had only felt once before.
When Bianca had spoken about Oleander to me. When she had told me she knew what I was hiding.
This was her presence surrounding me, and I presumed she already knew the reason we were here. Of course, the communication had been done so the whole pack house could hear.
I forced myself to look away from the symbols on the wall. They shimmered, glowing brighter than ever before.
The deeper we went into the cave, the more our path was illuminated. Dante didn't notice anything. Maybe this felt like an everyday thing to him, but it didn't feel the same to me.
