Olivia
Darren was so close that I could practically feel his breath on my skin.
Nathan and I stayed stock still, even more still than the stalactites that we were hidden behind. Neither of us even dared to breathe. As Darren crept closer, I began to worry that he could even hear my pounding heart. Part of me wished that I could will it to stop beating altogether.
Just then, an unexpected sound saved us. A howl, eerie and melancholic, resonated from the cave’s entrance, reverberating through its labyrinthine depths.
“That’s our signal,” Colt called, a note of urgency entering his voice. “We need to leave, Darren. Now. Tooth or no tooth.”
For a tense moment, Darren hesitated, still staring intently at the shadows, searching. The intensity of his gaze felt almost tangible,
