Hunted
Instead, his head tilted slightly, like he was amused, and then he jerked his chin toward something behind me.
I turned slowly,my eyes scanned the room, searching for Silas, but they stopped too soon and for a second, I couldn’t breathe.
Scout.
My stomach twisted violently as my gaze landed on the lifeless dog sprawled on the ground. His guts spilled out like someone had taken a blade to him, his eyes staring into nothing.
A wave of nausea hit me so hard I had to turn my head away.. My chest heaved, but I couldn’t stop looking, couldn’t stop seeing him.
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