I kept still, my back pressed against the cold, mossy wall of the narrow alley, Alicia tucked in close beside me. The clatter of hooves echoed off the surrounding stone buildings, rhythmic as armored riders paraded down the street just meters from where we hid.
Alicia shifted beside me, her expression twisted in confusion. "Why exactly are we hiding?" She whispered, her brows furrowing beneath the shadow of her hood.
I didn't even glance at her. My eyes stayed fixed on the street as I murmured, "Because you're a Vampire, and I am pretty sure everyone in this town would love nothing more than to light a pyre and toss you on top of it."
"I'm covering my face," she said flatly, one hand pressing against my chest as I held her back against the wall.
I turned to her slowly, brows raised. "You can't seriously believe that's enough."
A hood? Really?
