Love Unspoken

Alexander awkwardly looked away, grabbed her hand, and scrambled up the tree.

But they still weren't high enough; they needed to go higher. He climbed a bit more and then reached down to pull Quinn up. They stopped about halfway up, squeezing onto a branch as thick as an arm, and peered down to check out the scene below. The wolves showed up, about ten of them, making a beeline for the dead wolves.

They chowed down on the bodies, taking their sweet time. It took them a good half hour to finish, leaving just a pile of bones.

Quinn clung to the tree trunk. Seeing these beasts up close made her really feel the danger of being deep in the forest.

Running into these wild animals showed her just how brutal this place was. She knew she couldn't get out of here alone.

Once the wolves were full, they sniffed around a bit but didn't stick around long before slinking off.

The forest went quiet again, with only the birds chirping. Except for the bloody bones on the ground, it was like the wolves had never been there.

Out of the corner of her eye, Quinn saw green bugs on the tree trunk spreading out, crawling all over the branches.

into her sleeves and used the fabric to

if they were poisonous, that'd be a whole new problem. So, it was better

that, mosquitoes were buzzing in her ears. These mosquitoes were poisonous too, and their

and said to Alexander,

kept an eye on the ground and shook his head, "Too dangerous down there. Let's just

scratched her mosquito-bitten neck and grumbled, "There are

down there too,"

argue

her lean against him.

at his injuries and hesitated. "You sleep.

sleep in a place like

pleasantries. He just leaned

her eyes but

much danger. In this place, even caterpillars didn't seem so