Chapter hundred twenty-eight

Ethan’s POV

I turned sharply and listened with alert eyes and ears, waiting to hear the sound again but it didn’t come. Again that pain in my chest rocked me violently and I dropped to one knee, clutching my chest and groaning.

“Ariah…where the hell are you?” I asked through clenched teeth.

The next thing I heard was the sound of heavy footsteps and I got to both feet again and followed the sound. Then a very familiar scent that set my heart racing with fire came to my nostrils, it was Ariah’s scent. I could never mistake it.

I followed the scent, past trees and a few bushes and I finally detected the harsh smell of blood. It was getting darker by the minute and that made it more difficult to make out where I was going. Then my eyes caught a body lying at the trunk of the tree, I slowly approached the tree and my eyes widened with both relief and panic.

The lower half of what she wore was covered in blood, her beautiful face was pale. Her hands too were covered in dried blood