THE HUNTING II

KHAL’S POV

Every walk, my knee was shaking in fear. I had no knowledge of using a bow. This was a traditional instrument of a fighter. There was no bow at High Wood, gun maybe. I had never been an actor of the historical romance genre. That must help if I had.

What should I do now?

I went to the dark cave and leaned my back on the cold wall of it while sitting. I gave myself a minute to study how to handle and use this. I could not hit the one that I desired to target and it would be a threat to my...