Behemoth (Apex Predator Book 1) by David Meyer

Author:David Meyer [Meyer, David]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Guerrilla Explorer Publishing
Published: 2015-09-14T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 35

Date: Unknown; Location: Unknown

“Come on,” Renjel called over his shoulder. “We’re almost there.”

“Would you shut up already?” Toland snapped between breaths. “We’re going as fast as we can.”

For once, Mills agreed with Toland. While Renjel seemed to have no problem scaling the slippery hillside, she found it far more challenging. Her body begged for rest. And she hurt all over, from her cut-up feet to the tangled mess of hair lumped atop her head. Worst of all, she was positively ravenous. Her stomach ached for food, specifically Sake and Sushi’s Furious Dragon Rolls. Oh, how she loved those rolls. Her mouth watered just thinking about the tender white rice, the not-too-crunchy shrimp tempura, the oh-so-succulent avocado, the spicy sauce, the fresh jalapeno, and the rich, smoky eel. Given the chance, she would’ve gladly traded her convertible for a couple of rolls. Or even just one roll. Or maybe even just a bite.

“I’m so hungry.” Elliott’s voice was whisper-like. “If we don’t find food soon, I’m going to eat worms.”

The word gross came to mind. But it died in Mills’ throat. Truth be told, she was of a similar opinion. Forget the Furious Dragon Rolls. She’d eat worms, bugs, mud, bark, whatever … anything to fill her belly. “I don’t suppose you know how to hunt,” she said.

Elliott shook her head.

“I do,” Brian Toland said. “I’ve hunted all over the world and I’ve got the trophies to prove it.”

Elliott’s face reflected disgust. “Hunting should be outlawed.”

“You eat meat?” he asked.

“As if. I’m a strict vegetarian.”

“So, you’re a plant killer.”

“If you think that’s the same thing as murdering an animal, then you’re dumber than I thought.”

“Plants might not have central nervous systems,” he retorted. “But they’re still living entities.”

Mills arched an eyebrow. “Are you really trying to tell us you care about the plight of plants?”

“Wow,” he said in a mocking tone. “I didn’t think your vocabulary was broad enough for a word like plight.”

Mills’ fingers curled into fists. Being stuck in this place, this time was hard enough. But being saddled with a self-important windbag to boot? That was sheer torture.

While Toland and Elliott continued to bicker over food ethics, Mills focused on walking. Soon, the pines and spruces began to thin. Then they gave way altogether.

The air smelled of fresh dew. The wind, a little stronger now, felt hot against her bare skin. Glancing up, Mills saw a thick array of dark clouds. A few raindrops fell here and there, hinting that the storm had another chapter left to write.

The hill steepened. Her leg muscles groaned as they adjusted to the new reality. She continued onward, barely keeping her footing in the wet grass.

Renjel offered her a half-hearted smile as she and the others joined him at the highest part of the hill. “Nice work.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Toland, breathing heavily, bent over at the waist. “So, how’s the view?”

Telling,” replied Renjel in a defeated tone.

Mills turned in a slow circle and saw what he meant. Close up, she noticed coniferous forests of pines, spruces and larches.

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