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 her

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

trees swayed in

screw-ups had left him in a tight spot. If he didn't find Alexander soon, he'd probably be

held a flashlight, scanning the surrounding bushes. In the pitch-black night, finding three people in such

he walked, he also heard the sound of wolves howling, which

stopped, not daring to move forward recklessly. He glanced at the gun in his hand; if there were too many wolves, he might not be able

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

turned off the walkie-talkie,

up, sitting on the trunk, planning to

a gunshot. He quickly

lit up, and he immediately

had been running was gone. Instead,