ASHER
I woke up to the smell of coffee and the sound of Reed packing up camp. He wasn't looking at me anymore, his back was turned, movements efficient and controlled as he rolled up his sleeping bag.
But I couldn't forget the way he'd been watching me in the darkness. Those gray eyes fixed on me like I was something he was trying to figure out, and something he was hunting.
My chest felt tight just thinking about it. I sat up, my whole body aching from sleeping on the hard ground. The pill bottle was still in my pack. Three pills left after this morning's dose.
Three days if I was lucky, two if I wasn't.
My hands trembled as I reached for the bottle. I dry-swallowed the pill quickly, hoping Reed wouldn't turn around and hoping he wouldn't ask questions I couldn't answer.
"Get up," Reed said without turning around. "We move in ten minutes."
