A Demon

-Corrine-

My knees trembled, and my legs felt weak. My strength vanished, and my entire body couldn’t move as the Lycan stared at me. My stomach churned as I saw Rodd’s lifeless body on the ground. Blood spattered around.

He was dead.

I thought Jerome’s warning was just a bluff, but he was right. The Lycan was roaming here, and he killed Rodd. He killed a member of our pack.

That meant he’d kill me, too.

The Lycan held something in his hand. Rodd’s heart.

My stomach twisted.

The Lycan growled, and his growl snapped me back to reality. I turned around and ran with all my might. I wasn’t sure if I could escape because the Lycan was undoubtedly faster than me, but I wouldn’t let myself die without a fight.

I almost stumbled when I turned out of the community house complex. My breath was heavy, and my lungs were on the verge of exploding. Exhaustion and fear blended into one. My head started spinning, and my vision blurred. My mouth moved, whispering words of help without daring to shout