WARNING: VIOLENCE AND CARE
CAROLINE'S POV
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A minute barely passes, and I've only taken two bites when Lucian stands. His muscles ripple, the anger radiating off him in strong waves, "Let's keep moving. I don't have all day." He snarls, snatching his pack, and stalks off deeper into the woods. Mac pulls me off Rust's lap by my arm, his eyes boring into mine for a heartbeat, "Eat," He dismisses me by looking at Rust, who is chuckling lightly. They share a knowing look, a look that screams 'see'.
Hiking through the woods, the air feels tighter, like it could almost disappear from the open sky around us. "Are we even going in the right direction?" Devlon snorts from in front of me, glancing at Isabella, and he rolls his eyes. My steps falter when I notice Lucian turning, halting in his
