Love Unspoken

The drones were all over them, no way to shake 'em off.

Landon and Alistair watched the drone footage, faces getting all serious.

Alistair shot a look at Landon. "Didn't you say they were headed this way?" he asked, almost like he was blaming Landon for being too smart for his own good. Landon kept quiet, face dark as a storm cloud. He turned and started walking southeast; they'd been chasing in the wrong direction, miles away from Alexander now. Lucky for them, the drones had spotted the targets. Once they were found, shaking off the pursuit was gonna be a nightmare.

"Shoot 'em down," Alexander muttered.

Sean didn't waste a second, raising his gun and taking aim at the drones buzzing above. The drones tried to dodge, but Sean's aim was too good.

A few shots later, the drones were smoking wrecks on the ground.

Landon's face got even darker.

Alexander only brought one guy with him?

How the hell did they think they could waltz in here with just two people?

He wasn't pissed that Alexander had only brought one person, but that just two people had caused such a mess, making him look like a fool.

With the drones down, Landon lost their exact position, only knowing the general direction. In this huge area, finding them was gonna be a pain. Plus, with the distance, by the time they caught up, Alexander could be long gone.

Landon's anger boiled over, eyes filled with murderous rage. If Alexander were in front of him, he'd have killed him on the spot.

The jungle was getting darker, and it was hard to see the path as time went on.

Bird calls filled the air. Vines were everywhere, some wrapped tight around tree trunks, with tendrils hanging down like branches.

If it weren't for the snakes, bugs, and rodents in the grass, the waterfall-like vines would actually be kinda pretty.

Sean suddenly said, "Mr. Kennedy, we can't go any further. It might be dangerous in there."

He pushed aside the hanging vines and analyzed, "This place looks like it hasn't been touched in years. There could be big predators." Alexander stopped too, having faintly heard wolves howling.

He stepped on the weeds, propping Quinn against a tree trunk.

Sean said, "I'll scout ahead. You and Mrs. Kennedy rest here. They shouldn't find this spot anytime soon."

Without the drones, Landon and his crew would get lost in here too, making it hard to track them.

Sean finished talking and headed deeper with his gun..

Alexander pulled out a lighter, lighting up Quinn's flushed face.

Her eyes were shut tight, brows furrowed, clearly in a lot of pain.

"Quinn," Alexander called, patting her cheek.

Quinn barely opened her eyes, looking dazed. She scratched her neck, leaving bloody marks on her skin.

Her breathing got faster, mouth slightly open, muttering something Alexander couldn't catch, but he saw blood at the corner of her mouth.

Alexander's face was a mix of emotions as he wiped the blood away. Then she grabbed his hand.

Her eyes were half-closed, looking at him through her messy hair with a dazed look.

She pressed her cheek against his hand, rubbing it in his palm.

Alexander's eyes widened; this action brought back a memory.

Even in her delirium, she remembered this gesture, once meant to please him.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Now, she was begging him.

Not really him, but driven by her desire. Even if it wasn't him in front of her, she'd do the same. Consumed by desire, she used their old intimate gesture to show it.