[HOLLY’s Point of View]
I couldn’t believe my eyes.
I found a small cave near the stream before nightfall, a blessing for Alec and me to protect ourselves from the predators roaming in the mountain. I gathered bushes and branches to cover the mouth of the cave, thankful that the moonlight was bright enough to illuminate the area while I forced him to drink water.
“Alec…” I murmured while watching his bare chest move—his breath was shallow and fast. He wasn’t sweating, and I was scared because he was burning like hell.
I took a shirt from my backpack and drenched it with cold water from the stream to wipe the grime and filth on his skin.
“What happened Alec?” I asked, my voice croaking as I studied the pain on his face. It was as if they were tortured for so many weeks after they were
