C136 TORN IN BETWEEN FEAR AND LOVE

Torn in between fear and love

Author's pov

As they navigated their way into the forest, Eliot murmured. “We're close.”

As they approached Greyhound territory, their eyes locked on traps made of rusty metal hidden under the foliage and grasses.

“They're always watching,” Eliot whispered to Silas. “They know we're coming.”

Gracie's pov

I couldn't run. I was frozen in Drystan's arms