Page 9 of Surviving Hallow Hill
“No,” I counter, my feet striding the small space toward him without a second thought.
He stands the moment I’m close, and the calm in our little golden cave has blown to shit as he tenses as hard as I’m tensing. Though not a sound is made, hissing of feminine threats kisses the air, stinging my ear drums with the quiet whisper of danger.
Banshees.
Sialen’s feet scuff the floor, and I feel his body close to mine. He doesn’t say a word.
“They want to save the strongest. They want the strongest to prove themselves. Either we fuckin’ prove it, or we all die lying down.” Dom’s head cocks to the side. “And I’m too damn strong to die without a fight. Make the first move. Break into their hiding spot before they overtake ours.”
My nails bite into my palms at the thought of him eliminating the other teams. Kira. What if he gets Kira? He’s fucking massive. Rue and Styx are powerful, but... what if it’s not enough?
I won’t risk it.
I—I need a better plan.
My plan.
“Okay,” I whisper with as much serenity as I can force into the simple word.
A line creases between his thick dark eyebrows, but he doesn’t press me. I nod. He nods. Composure, if forced, between two deadly supernaturals once more.
We’re all in agreement.
We’ll find their hiding spot. Dom will try to kill my mates. My friends.
And I’ll kill him first.
