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He yelled as he ran back, barefooted. Snapping back to reality, he noticed his eyes were getting all glassy as he remembered. His Dad had been alive but they lost a great number of men.

It was only after I heard a sound that sent chills down my spine that snapped me back to reality and that was when I noticed the sun was already setting, fast. “Oh, crap! I have to get back home!” I started running like crazy, but for some reason, no matter how long or how far I got, I couldn’t see our Pack. No mansion, no lights, no other Pack members. I was lost. I don’t know how long I was running, but it felt like I was just going around in circles. I was starting to think I would never ever get home. Until he came. “Viktor! Good goddess, I’ve been looking all over for you, you little troublemaker.”

"I have a lifetime to admire you, my little one." He puts on the shirt that was on my body over the one he's wearing, then stretches his arms and legs. "Celeritas," he recites a word in a strange language and begins to run faster. Without waiting another second, I start following him, easily keeping pace, running side by side. After a few minutes of

I couldn’t disobey, nor risk him knowing who I fully was, so I limped outside. The ranch in the backyard was massive, full of grass. “Trust me, just run,” he said behind me. He acted like he didn’t care—but watched every move I made. I obeyed. At first, it was painful. But the more I walked, the more my bones fell back into place. I felt much better by the time I got a quarter way across the field. My injuries healed faster than usual. Running back was easy. I was faster and swifter, leaving Rage watching in awe.

“You can always come back. We would always be here, waiting.” I nodded and hurried out, walking past everyone who tried to stop me. I took to my heels. I ran.

Thirsty for blood? His countenance was serious, somber, his hair impeccably combed, his bearing more rigid than ever. No one dared to stop him, let alone get in his way. It was as if everyone were seeing a ghost, as if they hadn't realized what was happening yet. But I understood; I knew from the beginning that he would return to me. “He's alive... he made it... he came back to me...” My feet moved on their own. One step. Then another.

Turning back to him, I saw him running like flash. "What?" I immediately started running after him. To my surprise, he ran faster than any human I had ever seen run. His long legs were making his strides twice of mine. I grunted and was fueled with a burning desire. He wasn't going to leave like that. I increased my speed and tried catching up with him, stretching my hands to grab his shirt again, but I missed every time. "Just wait and hear me out!" I screamed, panting. "Can you get out of here?" He turned back, still running.

He called out, with his hand wagging in the air. “Come back! Come back!!” He said and I noticed things weren't funny anymore. I began running at full speed. The sole of my feet were in no doubt touching the back of my head. But my strength couldn't carry me any longer and I wasn't any closer to Mason who called. Suddenly, I felt my head hit the earth and blacked out. The place was dark and serene. One could hear no voice….

I want to run,’’ he said " Run? " I repeated because that is a foreign word that he has never mentioned before ‘’I haven’t run since I moved here,’’ he muttered ‘’Fine then, my little athlete. Let’s run and find the others, I said, relieved that he has something to distract him.

Voices came from outside—the maid and Leo. The door opened, and Leo ran straight into me. "Mommy!" Jason and Margo froze. Margo's voice shook. "Th-This kid... whose is he?" I pulled Leo close and met their eyes. "Mine."