Love Unspoken

Chapter 1172

Alexander yanked his hand back and got up off the ground.

Quinn stared at him, totally lost. The lighter's flame had died, and now they were surrounded by pitch-black darkness. The only sound was the wind rustling through the trees.

Quinn felt a wave of heat surge through her body, so intense she couldn't stand it. She suddenly crumpled to the ground, blood pouring from her throat and dribbling from the corner of her mouth. The wind carried the sharp scent of blood to Alexander's nose.

He stood there for a moment, then crouched down again.

He flicked the lighter back on, casting a glow over her curled-up form.

He reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

Quinn weakly lifted her head, trying to get up, and crawled towards him, following his hand. She crawled into Alexander's arms, hugging his waist and nuzzling against his neck. Alexander was quiet for a moment. He raised his hand and pulled down the mask from his face. Quinn finally found her way. Her fingers traced his cheek, and she pressed her lips against his.

taught

she was feeling super uncomfortable, she stuck to the plan. If he hadn't taken off his mask, in her current state, she might have been tormented to death by desire without knowing what to do. Alexander slowly raised his hand, placing his palm

shadows of the trees swayed in the night

him in a tight spot. If he didn't

pitch-black night, finding three people

of wolves howling, which was way too close

daring to move forward recklessly. He glanced at the gun in his hand; if there

the walkie-talkie, "Found them yet? If not, don't keep going.

turned off the

sturdy tree and climbed up, sitting on

gunshot.

someone running. Landon's eyes lit up, and he

who had been running was