_Lisa's POV_
Back at camp, the warmth of the fire still clung to my skin, but inside, I was cold.
Rylan had stayed near me all the way back. He had been quiet but alert. I could tell he was on edge now. His eyes were constantly scanning the trees. He didn’t say much, but his hand never left the small of my back.
Once we reached the tent, he opened the flap for me.
“Get some rest,” he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper. “I’ll have guards patrol the area. You’re safe.”
I nodded and stepped inside. My heart was still pounding. As the flap closed behind me, I let out a shaky breath.
Safe.
I wasn’t sure I believed that anymore.
I lay down on the sleeping mat. I was curled beneath the blanket but sleep didn’t come easily. My mind kept replaying what I saw by the river; the sha
