Chapter 35

Flora’s P.O.V

“What was that?” I clutched Clay’s hand as the sound echoed through the quietness of the forest.

“Shots from a gun.” Clay’s voice was a growl. “They found us.”

“They?” I looked up at him wide-eyed. “Who’re they?”

“The men from the Castle had been searching the forest recently.” Clay said. “We had been successful in hiding our trail for the past few days, but I guess the blood from the deer hunt today was a giveaway.”

The castle guards had been searching the forest? “Why didn’t you tell me any of this?”

“I didn’t want to trouble you.” Clay confessed, taking my hand in his. “We were happy and I wanted it to last longer. But now I get it wasn’t a good idea.”

“We have to run.” I told him, pulling on his hand but Clay resisted instantly.

“No.” His voice was a growl. “We ran from him the last time; I’m not doing the same again.”