Author's POV.

Eva and Alpha Trent had been wandering the village. They had been staring strangely at them because of their dirtiness and the kind of clothes Eva was putting on.

"Trent, Is she still following us?" Eva asked while clutching onto Alpha Trent's shirt.

Alpha Trent looked back and confirmed that there was no one behind them.

"No, I think we lost her, '' Alpha Trent muttered and wrapped his hand more possessively around her. "Are you feeling alright?"

"No, not with a zombie or unkillable person following us everywhere we go" Eva replied and shivered, her hands that held his shirt were shaking. "Are you alright?"

Her question...