Bound To You

Chapter 1

Areven

Dry leaves crunched under his boots as he walked through the forest. The scurry of critters through undergrowth and birdsong overhead filled the air along with his steady breathing.

His eyes constantly scanned for any sign of human life. The people he needed to find were more than elusive. It didn't help that the Purge had nearly depleted all of their populations either. Areven sometimes wondered if he was searching for people who didn't exist, but they had to. He had to find them. His time on this continent was running out and soon he would have no choice but to go back to his home continent and face his people. And his failure.

If only—

Snap!

Pain lanced through his right foot and he stumbled, letting out a bark of pain.

A wicked looking iron trap had its sharp teeth around his ankle, digging into his flesh.

''Fuck,'' He swore and took out his long hunting knife, ready to pry the fucker off him when another click sounded.

His feet yanked out from under him and the pain on his ankle tripled as rope pulled and snapped, heaving his body off the ground until he was dangling in the air from the trap itself. The trap was attached to a thick rope extending from the hearty tree branch directly above him.

Areven groaned in pain, almost blacking out from the white-hot agony ripping down from his ankle as it held all his weight. His knife slipped from his grasp, not that it would do much use anyway now.

Blood rushed to his head, inside and outside his body as it dripped down his leg, staining his pants and shirt while also building up pressure inside his head, draining from his lower limbs.

I don't have fucking time for this shit.

Not when he was on a deadline.

But the trap holding him didn't give a shit about that.

I really fucking hate this continent. He thought for the three hundredth time since he'd stepped off the boat. 

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A/N: 

Welcome to Bound To You! I hope you like Areven and Caelia's story!