Chapter 3 Narrow Escape

• I haven't thought about it for long before my nose picked up a scent and I immediately closed my nose to prevent me from inhaling more pungent odors that accompanied the scent.
• I immediately stepped back and wanted to move towards a direction I knew nothing about when a man emerged from nowhere.
• I stumbled back to where I was coming from, my eyes getting more and more used to the red marks that were heavily marked into the trees that surrounded me.
• How had I not seen it before?
• How had I not smelled the dangers that lurked and now moved towards me in this forest?
• I was a long way away from the ice stone pack, I was in the stolen lands.
• Lands owned by a ruthless being, one that was never seen only heard and felt.
• The same being that had my parents killed.
• Every ounce of me rejected this place but I didn't have much of a choice since I was still the same person within the area.
• I turned, wanting to pass another route to escape the man as he staggered towards me and I saw not one but two men well spread on every exit my mind could take.
• "Don't be a Stranger!" His voice bellowed in a cheap way of being friendly and from where I was, I could smell the cheap whiskey on him.
• "She's even more beautiful than that heat smell" he shouted and I froze in shock.
• Heat smell?
• What did he mean by...
• "I need me some of that" another man ventured forward and before I knew it I had been cornered like a rat.
• I shook in fear as I realized that my heart was still pulsing and that I had my juices run down my thighs earlier in the night and I had run a good distance, mixing those juices with sweat.
• "You look lost anyway. How about we show you the way" one of the men said and stretched a hand toward my face.
• Panic rises and I hit his hand away, disgust filling me up to the brink.
• The men looked shocked at the fact that I knew exactly what they meant by circling me like vultures and trying to act nice at the same time, I knew what was up.
• Like speed, the man that had his hand stretched towards me earlier frowned and made to grab me.
• My reflexes were stronger and I moved quicker in my toes, evading his attack.
• The other two took it as a sign to attack me at the same time that they jumped on me at the same time.
• My reflexes were only fast enough to evade one man at a time but two?
• I managed to escape their clothes but as I turned my back, willing my legs to carry me as far as I could muster, one of the men flung themselves at me and held me by the legs.
• I kicked ferociously, letting out screams of violence but I only managed to catch one of the men in the face with my knees while I struggled out of his grip, the other two held me down pinning me immediately.
• I saw the look of satisfaction and of pure evil that radiates off of each of them equally.
• "You bitch!" The man whom I had kicked with my knee to his face and eye, held his left eye as it pulsed even from the tight groans he was letting out.
• He moved towards me and the same hand that held his eye in place stretched out high above my head and brought it down to my face.
• I groaned in pain as my face stung and the man chuckled in delight.
• "You're so going to pay for that," the man said and his breath stank even worse as he placed his face against mine.
• Anger welled up inside me but not as high as the instinct to survive.
• "Look, I have money. I could get you more money" I said desperately as I struggled in the hands of the other two men who held me down.
• I didn't come with any riches and I currently had no riches but the fact that I mentioned money was supposed to bring a reaction but the men all looked at themselves and gave a laugh.
• This was the nth time that I was getting laughed at, my face contorted in pain and misery engulfed me.
• "Please" I begged
• But the men only snickered.
• From where I lay, struggling to get free. I caught a glimpse of a shadow in the bushes, his growl was low but there.
• Somehow I feared his presence but I welcomed it.
• "Help!" I screamed, my scream directed at him.
• "Lay a single finger on her head and you die tonight," the man in the shadows said calmly.
• The men looked at one another and burst into laughter.
• That was the last thing I heard before blood splattered across my face.