Page 58 of Sohut's Protection

As the horrific event replayed in her mind, she stayed at the cliff edge, her entire body shivering.

Shit.

He was probably dead.

A sick feeling filled her stomach.

She’d been so worried about taking him to her cave, worried about her future, worried about him turning on her that she should be happy now that he was potentially gone.

But happiness wasn’t what she was feeling.

He was probably ok, right? Cleo bit what was left of her fingernail and started on what was left of another one.

It was just like her to feel sorry for the one person who could put her back into a cage.

He’d said he was on her side, but she didn’t really know anything about him.

He could have been lying…

A sinking feeling entered her chest.

He was probably dead.

He was probably dead and that meant she was probably free—at least for now.

Even if he wasn’t dead, she reckoned it would take him three days or so to make it back to where she was.

If he wasn’t dead…

She kept her eyes peeled on the jungle below, searching for a sign of blue.

There was none.

She didn’t know how long she laid there, frantically searching for a sign the alien was alive, but the sun was high in the sky when she finally crept away from the cliff edge.

He was gone.

He was gone and now she was definitely alone.

Wawa was still missing and it felt like the world she knew was being turned upside down.

Plopping onto her bed, she took a deep breath.

She just watched a man die.

Fuck.

She’d been living in the jungle for a year but that didn’t mean she was wild. It didn’t mean she’d lost her humanity!

For a split second, she thought about taking the long trek around the mountain to get down to where he’d fallen, just to see if he was all right.

But that would mean putting herself in more danger.

She hadn’t heard more roars over the last few hours but that didn’t mean the dangerous animals weren’t out there.

And so she was stuck in limbo.

It was a worrisome place to be.

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