Did they know we were here? Would they dive in and find us?
Noah’s hand tightened around mine. For reassurance or security, I couldn’t be sure, but it didn’t work.
Then, as quickly as they arrived, the person turned and darted into the forest.
Noah remained still. Waiting to see if the person would reappear? Waiting to know if we were safe?
After an agonizing moment that felt like hours, he pivoted to face me.
“Are you okay?”
Was I okay? How the hell did I answer that? “Who was that?”
Muscles flexed in his jaw. He stared at the waterfall. “A hunter.”