Selena’s POV
The bottom of the mountain cliffs were cold terrifying place to be in.
Claire and I walked side by side across the frozen dirt and hands were shaking not from the cold but from the reality of what we were walking into.
"I'm so scared, Selena," Claire whispered, her voice cracking in the wind and her eyes were darting toward the dark shadows of the rocks.
"Stay strong," I murmured back, keeping my eyes locked straight ahead. "Remember the plan. We just need to see Lexus first."
Suddenly, a tall figure stepped out from behind a massive gray boulder.
My heart completely stopped. It was Tyson. He was wearing a long, ragged dark cloak that swished in the snow. His face was pale, his hair was messy, and his eyes were glowing with a sick, evil red light. He looked like a devil
