Wrapped in Flames

Chapter One

The moon gloriously full illuminated the darken woods. The ethereal light shined beautifully on such a starless night; yet no animals dared come out in the open, too afraid of the consciences. Alina's heart pounded against her chest as the drums played in ceremonial rituals. Fear told her to leave before it was too late but she was unable to move all she could do was wait. Her soul struggled willing her to fight fate but she knew well her end was near and she could never escape from him.

 Alina looked up at the moon as a tear slowly sled down her cheek to the ground to be consumed by the earth. Even something as divine and pure as the moon aided in her demise and Alina with all her abilities was completely powerless.

A sound caught her attention making her turn away from the purifying light. For the first time, she felt something approaching her the woods around her so silent as it was almost in mourning was awaken by the sound of movement. The sound came from all around as if she was being surrounded but she could feel a single presence watching her; consuming the very air and space around her making her feel smaller and smaller with each passing second. The movement stopped altogether and with it Alina's heart too afraid to beat. Her mind screamed for her to run but she was paralyzed with fear, her breath stuck inside her chest and her mouth became dry. A large figure moved towards her bringing with its darkness.

 The light which surrounded her slowly begin to fade until there was nearly nothing left. Flames danced around the mysterious figure cloaked in shadows they danced frantically around them making it impossible for her to back away or escape. Clawed hands reached for Alina pulling her towards the creature's chest. Alina wanted to scream out as the creature lowered his head to her shoulders and neck smelling her skin. Her legs became weak she was unable to hold her own she felt as he pulled her closer holding her to him. Alina's body was shaking and tears ran down her face without restrains. Her soul rebelled against the great creature which had made her his prey even as her body was weak and hopeless. The creature claws dug into her stomach and shoulder ripping at her clothes and skin. Alina cried out in pain. Her skin burned her lungs felt on fire unable to give her air.

A voice whispered in her head pouring into her like a soothing balm. The words she did not understand but instantly she felt safe and calm. She felt the presence of her guardian watching over her once more. She did not feel afraid anymore. She closed her eyes accepting her fate as the creature took control of her body sinking its fangs into the tender flesh of her neck. The bite pierced her slender neck as the creature claimed her as his sacrifice.

 Alina gasped pain washed over her forcing a connection with the monster which was draining her of life force. She felt the horrible hunger and pain which was alive within the very core of the creature's soul. She felt surrounded by this creature's presence she felt wrapped in flames. She laid hopeless in his arms feeling his need or her essence and flesh knowing she was being eaten alive. The pain inside her subdued the heat forming inside her she held on to the creature holding it to her as it feasted on her soft skin.

Alina's eyes snapped open her breathing was swallow and heavy her body was cover in a sheen of sweat. She felt as if her body was on fire burning from the inside out she felt her body calling out craving wanting the sound of the dark soothing voice in her ear whispering her name. The sensation of flames caressing her flesh seductively burning her with need was far too real she could not believe she had become so affected by such a horrible dream. Her body vibrated from the dream. She couldn't explain the feeling inside her. Alina tried to shake her foggy mind attempting the release herself from such a dark spell of seduction. It was not possible why would she aligned her guarding with such an awful dream then turn it into something dark. Alina pressed the palm of her hand to her neck feeling for wounds or any signs of bruising but her skin felt smooth as milk.