I ran. Each step made a slight noise against the marble floor. The child held in my arms let out a small cry of pain as I squeezed her a little to hard against my chest.
"GET HER!" He yelled from above the stair case.
A small shriek escaped my lips. Obviously he wouldn't have just let his most prized possession to be stolen away into the night never to be found again.
I ran faster. The child in my arms made little compliant as I ran throughout the marbled house edging towards its magnificent wooden doors.
Before I reached the door his melodious voice reached my ears, "Do not let her escape with the Child!" His voice was almost pleading yet there was a hint of worry behind it.
I opened the large wooden doors before a figure emerged from the corner. He was male, obviously built for tasks such as these. I dodged his attack and carefully kept the child bundled in my arms away from his reach.
I managed to slip my small frame through the small opening of the door and run into the warm summer air. I didn't stop to let the breeze play with my forest brown hair. One look at the bundle in my arms told me I had to keep running.
I heard the faint howls of wolves and the odd snarl of those who had know learned that I had taken the baby. I let out a hearty laugh as a dark wolf leaped into my path.
"You think I did not see this coming?" My cockiness was becoming clear in my voice and the wolf let out a slow warning growl.
"Ha! a puny wolf things that they can take on that of a she-wolf?" My voice wavered a little knowing if I fought the wolf the baby would not survive. It needed me though only for a second longer.
Without warning the wolf attacked. Its movements were prepared and obviously he was a trained fighter. I dodged just making it out of his reach towards my neck. His body quickly turned to face me but not before I let out the silent breath I had been holding escaped my lips.
I knew the moment had come the moment I released my daughter to her family was the moment I died I was just glad that the one thing I gave to her was a fine family who I knew would take care of her.
I came up to the wolf, he bowed his head slightly and I knew instantly who it was, Jay.
"Take care of her Jay, make sure they treat her right," I smiled wiping away a stray tear.
He nodded and I slowly took my last breath before nothing but a peaceful white took over my sight.
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