Bound to The Devilish Alpha
Spinning, I slam into a brick wall as I gasp for air.
I come face to face with a slender, almost gaunt figure. Her face is blocked by a veil that shifts ever so slightly in the damp breeze.
Fresh terror jolts through me.
The killer.
Before I can react, the killer lunges, their claws slicing through the air and slashing a line across my neck. I wince as the sting flare.
She doesn't slow down.
This time with her knee buckle, she slams into my gut, doubling me over. I roll away gasping and clutching my stomach.