Just as I had feared, it was the phosphorescent shine of his yellow gaze that intimidated me.
But his childish mockery filled me with so much rage that my decision to pull the trigger and silence him forever only intensified.
I raised the weapon more firmly and fired three shots at his dark, crouched shape in the snow — but I missed.
At the first shot that struck the ground a few centimeters from him, Álvaro sprang up and launched himself at a tree, climbing with an agility that left my mouth open and made me miss the other two shots.
In the very next second, he wasn’t over me — he was over Nika.
He crushed her under the weight of his body and threw her to the ground again, slamming her head against some rocks.
Nika went still, and I let out a scream, my eyes filled with tears and I
