Chapter 37

Though Livia couldn't see the threat through the shadows, her intuition flared as the sinister sensation she’d been feeling increased tenfold. Realizing whoever was out there knew she’d spotted them, and enjoyed the hunt, she narrowed her gaze and aimed her gun low. As if the game had officially begun, the fucker took off through the trees, heading straight for her. She waited for a good shot, then fired twice.

The low, masculine grunt of pain told her her aim was true, but it didn’t stop or even slow them down. Before she could fire again, the faint sound of a shot rang out, echoing through the trees a moment before she felt a sharp prick in her neck like she’d just been stung by the world’s biggest fucking wasp.

Re-aiming before the pain had even fully registered, Livia pulled the trigger in quick succession. She got off two more shots on pure instinct before she removed a hand from the gun and reached for her neck. Her fingers grazed the feathered end of a dart.