Mag-log inš¹~LITTLE BIRD~š¹All those scars⦠How did he get them? Even his tattoos aren't dark enough to hide some of them. How in the world did something this perfect get marred with this many scars? What happened to him before we ever met? What kind of shady life does he live?I don't understand him. I should never have run when he asked me to. I should have known it was a trap. He wanted to hunt me. It was all a game for him. But I don't regret running away. Iāve never felt so free in months.But why did he ask me to leave?He told me he was coming back tomorrow, but returned earlier than expected. And when I saw him, I had a feeling something was wrong. I wondered if he had killed someone, and was going to do the same to me out of anger. Maybe that was why he asked me to leave, to save myself from him. If he hadn't chased me, would I have gotten away? Would I have made it to safety? I wanted to find my way out of the woods, and at the same time, I wanted to find my way back to him. I hate
ā ļø~THE MONSTER~ā ļøMy mind is clearer now. The rush of the hunt has completely drained out of my veins, leaving behind a deep sense of self-loathing. I look down at Elena. She looks so small, so broken.What have I done? God! What have I done to her? Iāve hurt her. Why did I do that? Probably because of what happened at the underground parking garage. I don't think it had anything to do with her running away. I carry her light weight as I retrace the path back to the cabin. Her face is buried against my chest, her breath hitching softly with every step I take. Sheās completely quiet now, and her silence makes it harder for me to stop hating myself.Did I go too far?I shouldn't have done that. I pushed her to the edge for something she didn't do. When I told her to leave earlier tonight, she didn't want to go. She hesitated. She must have been confused, but she didn't want to go. I shoved her out. She didn't deserve what I did to her.The news of Claire's betrayal had completely shatt
āIāve never done it before.āHe pauses. āDone what?āI don't respond. I sob quietly, incapable of saying the words. āI asked a fucking question. Done what?āI shake my head, tears glistening behind my lashes, caught underneath the pale moonlight. āFucked in the ass,ā I snarl at him, my resolve hardening. āThere's always a first time for everything. I told you, didn't I? That Iām going to fuck every hole in your body. Your mouth, your pussy, and now your ass. You belong to me, El, every part of you. You're mine.ā He pushes his hips against my ass. I feel his cock straining against his pants. āJust breathe.āMy breaths shudder. I do as he says, trying to release the tension, but my body instantly rebels, tensing up. I try to shift away from him. He catches me by the hips, snatching my arms behind my back and pinning them.āDon't make this harder for yourself,ā he says calmly as if he's not about to break me. āIf you stay still, youāll get used to it. But I really donāt give a fuck if
I have to make it.I have to escape.I have to get away from him.The thought of him waiting a few seconds just to give me a head start makes me furious. In high school, I led my track team to glory. Guess what that sport was? Running. Yeah, you got that right. I was the star female runner. I run well. I know how to fucking run. But with Lex, it feels like I'm moving through molasses. How does a man with that massive build move so fast and so silently? Itās as if he was engineered for this, trained to hunt in the dark with those beautiful haunting blue eyes. Does he have night vision?I'm not giving up so easily. Even if he captures me again, Iām going to make him work for it. Iāll give that man a fight he won't forget. I'm an animal at times, I tell you. A fucking animal. I push forward, tears of frustration stinging my eyes, until a sharp, burning agony shoots through the sole of my left foot.āAhhh! Fuck!āI stumble hard, collapsing against the rough bark of a tree. I pull my foot
š¹~LITTLE BIRD~š¹The dim lighting makes it hard to take in the space around me, but Iām suddenly brought up short by a built-in monitoring station. Rows of glowing screens display live feeds of the exact basement unit where I was just held. I see Lex on one of the screens. Heās counting down patiently.I look up at the square opening in the ceiling where light spills down into the room. Then I realize this place is also a basement. The shock almost paralyzes me. What kind of sick fuck has two built-in basements? I don't delay. I climb the stairway leading to the ceiling and find myself in a living room. I sprint toward the front door and yank it open. The cool night air rushes over my naked skin, though the burning adrenaline inside me makes the chill barely register.āWhat the fuckā¦āIām surrounded by a dense canopy of towering trees in the middle of fucking nowhere. I knew we were in the woods, but I didn't know it was this isolated. My heart caves.What if Lex changes his mind and
āYou don't mean that.āāI do,ā I say flatly.Her eyes are fixed on mine as if sheās searching for a concealed truth, one Iāll never admit out loud. I want you to stay, my beautiful, stubborn Little Bird. Youāve made a fucking habit of getting beneath my skin, even when I gave you every reason to hate me.It's pathetic, really. I've spent years making sure no one gets close enough to matter. I've built walls around myself, buried everything that could make me vulnerable, and somehow this woman has managed to crawl beneath all of it.I never thought anyone else could have this much power over me. And she doesn't even know it. She's become an addiction I can't seem to break. I fucking hate it. Because everyone I've ever let this close eventually dies.āI don't believe you,ā she says, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes.Isn't this what she's always wanted? To leave me? To leave this godforsaken basement? She should be leaping for joy. Yet here she is, looking at me as though I've j







