Page 156 of Beyond the Blue Horizon
“Wow, that is so cool.”
“Owls is Finn’s favorite.” He patted his chest.
“That’s right. And Theo got it for you.” I forced it out around the lump in my throat.
“Iwike Feo.”
I did, too. So much. And that was terrifying.
A sudden flash of headlights glinted through the crack in the curtains on the window next to the door.
Relief.
The gush that rushed through me couldn’t be described as anything else.
I couldn’t do anything but move toward the window.
Drawn.
I pushed back the drapes an inch and peeked out to find Theo’s giant truck coming into the small round drive. The big tires had no issue as he pulled off to the side and parked half on the pavement and half on the snowbank.
The light inside flicked on when he popped open the door, and his shock of black hair struck beneath it.
The man looked like an avenging angel as he slipped out and into the drizzling snow.
His sinewy strength rippled and shook, and his steely gaze swept over the area before it landed on the cabin across from ours.
Ferocity fired from him.
The man was a ball of volatility as he stood there appearing as if he were about to come unglued.
Violence a vapor that skimmed his being.
My stomach twisted.
I could almost see the fury he emitted.
Steam radiating from his body as he clenched and unclenched his fists, his movements slow and stealthy as he began to move across the round drive.
Unease billowed through my spirit.
A snare that reminded me that I’d known this man was dangerous from the start. But there was something about him tonight that sent a chill rushing across my flesh.
The way he slunk around the perimeter, disappearing into the shadows for moments before he would reappear again.
Hunting.
Or maybe the only thing I felt was jealousy and confusion. The way pain sliced through me when he again reemerged from the forest.
I thought he’d be coming for my cabin but, instead, he diverted, his footsteps slow as he took the single step onto the porch of the other cabin.
I could barely make him out from my vantage. Just a minimal outline of his profile as he rapped his knuckles at the door. The door that opened a fraction.
A wedge of light illuminated him as Alicia appeared in the gap.
A few words were exchanged between them. Theo’s demeanor was acute and Alicia’s was timid. She shook her head, her lips moving as her own gaze traveled the area.
Fear.
