Chapter 2: My Betrothed

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I pulled myself away, but his hand dug deeper into my arm. "No?" he hissed out, eyes narrowing into small slits. We'd entered a hallway and I heard the relieved sighs of the girls in the room. I gulped, afraid of what my act if defiance caused. He pushed me against the wall, and I hit my head roughly and the air was almost knocked out of me. I wheezed, and his deep breathing fanned my face.

"You will never say no to me again." his voiced slithered out, as I shook in fear. I nodded my head quietly, as I felt his icy grip harden, and I winced, cringing as I felt the cold of his hand seeping into my bones. His fangs zipped out, and I stared at them with wide doe eyes. Oh my god, he's going to bite me. He took a deep breath as his eyes flashed a terrifyingly gold. Bloodlust, he must be smelling my blood.

My lips parted with the realization and I was about to plead for him to not bite me with those fangs. He roughly jerked me from my position and started walking so fast I stumbled after him. I almost crashed into him when he stopped abruptly. He let go of my hand as if I'd burned him, and started walking into a room with a black door. I took my cue and followed after him.

He turned around, slowly, and what I saw next will haunt me for the rest of my days. Fear trapped me in its cage, cold running down my spine,goosebumps pricked my already freezing skin. I wanted to scream bloody murder, everything in me was telling me to run, run as far away as I could and never come back. I watched in awe of his terrifying beauty. Then, I turned and ran, screaming with a ferocity fueled by pure survival instincts.

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