Triplets for the Alpha
not yet!
With a burst of desperate energy, I reached out, fumbling for the discarded backpacks stacked in the corner. My fingers brushed against something soft and thick – a heavy cloak. Perfect.
Ignoring the throbbing pain in my leg, I dragged myself closer, pulling the cloak over me like a shield. With shaking hands, I secured the hood, ensuring every strand of my hair was hidden from view.
By the time the creak of the cabin door announced a new presence in the space, I was settled back into the corner, a cloaked figure shrouded in shadow. I watched as Asher entered, a gust of wind whipping through the doorway.