Chapter 27 Hunter's knife

|LEILA CROSS|

Darkness greets us the moment we've reached the floor of the dungeon.

I scrunch my nose because of the disgusting smell that's scattered around the place. I can't see properly because my sight is focusing on how dark it is in our direction.

I can't use my night vision properly as I am being distracted by the smell of the place. I am still not used and I don't know how to properly use my strengths of being a vampire.

"Here," a hand softly guides me on my left side. Two steps and I can feel the warmth of Wyatt's body. If it's cold outside the dungeon, it's much colder in here and Wyatt being on my side greatly helps me. I am putting down my pride because I know, he is the only one that can guide and help right now.

I just want to go home already and take a rest.