~HAZEL~

All I can do is hold onto Ashton's hair as he suckles on my nipple, his lips and tongue working desperately as if our lives depend on it—because they do. The urgency of our situation presses heavily on us; we need weapons, and we need them now. According to the rules of this stupid woods, this was the quickest way to get one.

Suddenly, a shimmering portal materializes out of thin air, swirling with a violent, unpredictable energy. Without warning, a sleek, metallic weapon, ...