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Chapter 26
What did one wear to a good friend's birthday party when also planning to keep an appointment with a murderous stalker? This was the question running through my head as I stood in front of my closet examining the contents. I'd managed to put on my underwear and that was as far as I'd managed to get. My usual solution of asking Nate was out as I knew he'd try and get me into a dress, and that wasn't going to happen tonight. I wanted to be covered up and comfortable, with the ability to make a run for it.
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The silence in the car pressed down like a weight. I couldn’t decide if I wanted to make the effort to talk or not. It was a choice of uncomfortable silence or disturbing conversation.After we’d left the park it was a short walk to a nondescript, dark car. The perfect, forgettable, getaway vehicle. Zachary knew how to plan an effective kidnapping, but then he seemed like an organised guy. Organised and determined; a dangerous combination.
Bitten Chapter 28
Two long days and endless nights later and nothing had changed. Time passed and still I lay curled in a corner of the cabin, unwilling to talk to Zachary. This hadn't stopped him from talking to me, or rather at me, it seemed I wasn't a necessary participant. Zachary, I was learning, was not interested in much beyond himself and his life, everyone else were simply a means to an end.
Bitten Chapter 29
Escape. The single word that ran through my head every hour since Zachary had announced his 'distraction' plan. All I could now think of was that I needed to get out of here and tell the Pack about it, so that they could prevent the impending disaster.
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Another rock bit into the sole of my foot, causing me to stumble, but I refused to slow down. Running through the woods in wolf form would have been so much easier, but I wasn't able to shift back again so quickly, it took too much energy. Instead I had to rely on my less than brilliant human senses to help guide me through the wall of trees.
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I was back in the woods, a place I'd been hoping to take a break from after my last trip through them. This time though I wasn't running for my life, and I was with a Pack of wolves I'd trust with my life.
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He would be fine. He would be absolutely fine.
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The sun was sinking beneath the horizon casting a beautiful warm light across the clearing. It was an idyllic scene, one that would inspire poets and painters alike, there was no sign of the violence that was to come. This place of seeming peace and calm had been selected as the location for the fight, soon the serenity would be lost.
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Chaos. That was the only word that got even close to describing the scene at the hospital. How many people had the psycho attacked? Worried relatives crowded the waiting room as my guards and I pushed our way through. The weight of panic pressed down on me.
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