Chapter 158: Which first? The lovebirds or the dark whims.

ROSE

We left before the sentinels arrived—we had to; we promised Erasmo that we’d stay hidden.

Once silence took over the surroundings, we reckoned that we were a good distance away from the market and stopped running.

‘You were right.’ I got off Rum’s back and met his gaze as he straightened and turned to me. ‘I shouldn’t have interfered.’

‘But you said you had to. You must’ve sensed something.’ He took my hand and pulled me along as he moved up the slope at a more leisurely pace.

‘I did feel that he was on the brink of death.’

The Alpha smiled. ‘There you have it.’

I leaned closer, walking alongside him. ‘But what if they try to find me. And they found you?’

‘Then we leave.’ He chuckled. ‘Every problem has a solution.’ He looked ahead, gazing at an imaginary distance. ‘The only issue is fear. Fear cripples all solutions.’

This Rum is the one in all the music that I’ve listened to and loved. The Rum who cherishes life and sees the joy in all experiences, good or bad.

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