Liam’s POV
“My lord! My queen! Andre! Damien!” I shouted, wondering where they were.
I wondered more if they could hear me. If they could, they should have responded back with a yell of their own but all I’ve got for the past twenty minutes that I’ve been calling out their names was silence.
I didn’t think anyone heard me. I hissed as I continued walking, wondering where they were and pissed at the jungle. What the hell was wrong with this jungle?
Everything was getting echoed when we were together but now that we were separated and needed to find one another, it was all silent.
I froze as an unbidden thought crawled into my head. We had all dispersed, all in different directions, without thinking and I hoped that the cannibals hadn’t gotten a hold of them.
I was afraid I couldn’t hear them because they had been consumed in revenge by the cannibals. I knew none of the men would go down that easily into the bellies of jungle cannibals but there wasn’t much anyone of them could do if they had to fight off a pack of giant and vengeful cannibals.
I swiped at my cheek, growling at the tears pooling in my eyes to dare not fall. I comforted myself with the thought that it was the jungle that didn’t echo and not my pack family who were missing. After all, I hadn’t heard my own voice echo too when I shouted.
“My lord!” I shouted again and was relieved when I didn’t hear an echo.
There. I had said it. It wasn’t that they were dead. The jungle was being wicked.
I hastened my steps, moving forward to search for them.
Andre’s POV
Where the hell were they? We shouldn’t all have dispersed the way we did but we didn’t have a choice.
I frowned as I crawled out of the hole I had fallen into and hissed as I fought the tiny ants sticking to my skin.
Stupid little creatures. I hissed as I jumped out, shaking off the rest of them from my body. As if they couldn’t stand being somewhere else other than the hole they had found me, they all ran off back into the hole.
Good riddance. I said as I watched them scamper off. As if I was going to miss them. I wasn’t going to miss them at all but there were people I was definitely missing.
I missed my pack family and I couldn’t stop thinking of where they were.
“Kevin!” I shouted but there was no response.
There had been no response since I had been shouting.
I continued moving now that I was out of the hole and free of the hole and got to a clearing. I could see footpaths on the ground and my heart soared a bit as I peered closely and realized they were small to be that of a giant cannibal.
It had to be human and as far as I knew, we were the only humans in this jungle. They couldn’t be far off. I was excited and filled with hope as I continued moving in search of my family and hoping I find them soon.
Damien’s POV
This place was eerie it sent shivers down my spine. We would have gotten to the Arok tree and probably on our way back home if we hadn’t had to split up like we did.
Home. I missed it. I wanted to be back home and put all this behind me but as much as I wanted to be home, I knew that I wasn’t going to leave here with all of the men I came here with and the Luna.
I wondered how those left behind with the runaway slaves were faring. Were they hoping for our return with worries and prayers or trying to find ways to cope without us if we didn’t return?
I snorted at my question, knowing that I knew the answer already. They wouldn’t be thinking of coping without us. I wouldn’t say they would be on their knees, praying for our safe returns but they would be waiting for us to be back.
Just like I had just said I wouldn’t be leaving here without all of the people I came here with, they also wouldn’t be thinking of leaving us behind until we were all back, dead or alive.
I shivered at the thought of returning home dead, my corpse being carried by one of the men. As if the thought of being dead scared me more than I had cared to admit, I hastened my steps and hurried forward.
I heard a growl behind me and broke into a run, hoping that I find the others soon. I didn’t want to end up dead here, alone and with no one having any idea of where my rotting corpse was.