Chapter 1

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Copyright 2015 Noel Anna


It was black from the trees surrounding me, a chilled breeze sweeping through me as I continued to run...the smell of burning wood filled the air, dried tears staining my pale face from the harsh cold winds on my face. "Run Maliena! Run" is all my parents told me. I wasted no time and did as told. The screams...god those screams felt like knives in my heart...were my parents and sister ok? Did they escape too? 'Run' I kept telling myself.

Suddenly a pair of cold hands grabbed my shoulders with a force that knocked me back on my ass.

"Not so fast against us are you?" A deep voice said with a tone of hate and satisfaction. I froze looking up to the hooded figure, he seemed built. I quickly started to rise to my sore feet from running, before I fully stood I was shoved and hit my lower back on a boulder. In a simple blink the male figure was before me, his scent was a strong smell of burnt wood and blood. My heart began to race...

Unknown Males P.O.V.

Burning buildings like I and many other guards were ordered, I heard fear of a lady yelling "Run Maliena! Run" of course I was going to catch the escaping prey, I looked to a fellow guard nodding.

"Run after the girl Keelan!" Another male roared to me as I took off into the night, sensing a sweet essence of a girl, knowing that must have been the one who esacped. I silently made my way closer till I reached out and grabbed her back with force watching her twig yet curvy frame slam to the ground. I smelled her fear, which made me crave for the blood that ran beneath her flesh. I gave an evil grin speaking deeply "Not so fast against us are you?" She never responded but once she tried to stand I pushed her back down, hearing every hard beat her heart gave as it quickened. Appearing before her inches from her face. "Why run Maliena? Are you afraid?" I grabbed her face to make her look at me.

"You sick son of a bitch! Where is my family!? Why have you done this!?" I could feel the emotions building within her, the yelling in my face made me crave her more. I snatched her up throwing her struggling body to rest her over my shoulder, running quickly to the castle where my king ruled.

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