Chapter 166
[SAMANTHA’s Point of View]
“What the—”
The tension in my body disappeared, replaced by surprise and confusion, when I recognized the tall, muscular figure stepping out of an ancient oak tree.
Dominic’s eyes widened in aggravation as he stepped before us and snarled at Killian. “What the f*ck are you doing here, Killian?! I thought it was clear that it should be only me and Samantha who are going to deal with this!”
“You don’t tell me what to do, Dominic!” Killian scowled at my husband, but when he looked at me, his expression softened; he appeared apologetic and was seeking understanding as he stood up from his crouched position and let out a heavy sigh. “I came here because Brianne told me you would need my help. I have no plan to just stand and wait in your place while all of you are facing danger. I have sensed what is inside the underground cave, and there’s no way you would go there without me.”
Killian stared at me as if I were the one who had to make all these decisions instead of my husband, which angered Dominic. I squeezed Devon and Diana against me and then glanced at my back, where the tunnel was. I knew what Killian was saying. I felt it deep inside my flesh and vibrating through my bones. The darkness that lingered in that place gave me a tightening feeling in the stomach and gave me goosebumps like little black spiders crawling on my bare skin.
“Samantha!” Killian cried as he gave Dominic a glare when my husband growled at him. “You know you need me here! You know how dangerous the thing inside that place is! I am just worried about you and the kids! Brianne is worried!”
“Are you saying I am not enough to handle this?” Dominic snarled at Killian, his eyes filled with rage as he stepped forward, threatening to push him away. “Get the f*ck out of here.”
My heart began to race in response. The wind started to blow violently, and the twins started to feel scared as they buried their faces against me. The trees shook around us, and branches creaked. A murder of crows flew from the sky; their echoing cries were like a warning that we had to hurry or it would be too late.
But too late for what?
“Just let him go with us, Dominic! We have no time!” I cried to my husband as I pressed my kids against me into a tight embrace, shielding them from the strong wind. “We have to go! Now!”
There was a faint light pulsing inside the tunnel, catching all of our attention. Dominic made an angry sound but started to walk to the mouth of the cave and then glanced at me from the corner of his eye. In a low voice, he said, “Keep yourself and the kids close to me, love. We don’t know what is waiting for us inside, so make your senses stay sharp and never run anywhere, no matter what.”