THE ALPHA OBSESSIVE CLAIM
His palm was rough and warm.
“Shhhhh,” he said, putting a finger on his own mouth. His eyes weren’t on me anymore. He was listening.
A sound was coming from one direction, a low, angry buzzing, like a hundred wings beating at once.
He stood up, pulling me with him by the rope, as we both looked back.
I froze completely.
Massive, giant-sized bees were coming toward us from over the dunes. They were each the size of a wolf, their stingers long as swords. There were so many it was hard to count them, a black cloud blocking the stars.
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