Prologue

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“I don’t understand! Why are you doing this to me, what could you possibly gain!?” I yelled and thrashed around more trying as hard as I could to escape the grasp of the man holding me.

“Me? I won’t gain anything… Well technically I’ll gain a Hell of a lot of money but, it’s whoever you’re sold to that will gain something. They’ll enjoy you greatly.” He says and tightens his grips pulling me closer to breathe in my scent.

I freeze up realising that he’s smelling me. Okay that’s weird… why the Hell did he just smell me?

“What the Hell was that for and what do you mean I’ll be sold?” I demanded and jerked my neck away from his face.

When I froze up he took the opportunity to bury is face in my neck and continues smelling me.

"I smelt you because you blood is very enticing, if it wasn’t for the fact that I’ve been requested to bring you in for the auction I would have had my way with you and drained you by now.” He answered and started walking again.

I stiffened unsure what to say. My blood? Have his way with me? Drain me? Oh Hell no! What is this guy talking about? I scrunched up my face and tried ducking out of his arms.

“I don’t know what your mental problem is but, it’s clear you have one and I’m not going to hand around and find out what exactly it is.” I stated and continued to struggle.

“Sorry but, I don’t get paid until I deliver you and I’m getting a large amount for bringing you in so you can just stop struggling and give up because I’m not letting you go.” He stated bluntly.

I looked quickly around for someone, anyone who could help me. Okay so there’s no one in the middle of the woods. That makes sense. Realising I wasn’t going to find anyone I started screaming. I didn’t really get the chance to scream a lot though because the man covered my mouth. I took the opportunity and twisted out of his single hand holding me while biting the one on my mouth before running.

“Sorry but, I’m not a damn object, therefore I will not be sold to anyone.” I said as I started running away.

I wasn’t sure if he was behind me or not but, I assumed as much and wasn’t going to take a chance. I started looking around for somewhere to hide. I know he can out run me. That’s how he caught me in the first place. 

As I was looking around I spotted two trees beside each other. On had a low branch sticking out while the other was only high branches. If I climbed the low branch I could easily jump to the other tree and climb up rather high into the branches to hide.

I silently cheered myself for finding the spot and started climbing up. I got quite high before I saw the man. He’s running really fast and suddenly stops under the tree and breathes in smelling the air. I watch and see a small smirk appear on his face face before he suddenly vanishes. It’s as if he was moving so fast I couldn’t see his movements. I quickly looked around to see where he went before releasing the breath I was holding.

“And good riddance you freak.” I said before leaning against the trunk of the tree relaxing.

“What’s with the name calling?” A voice said from right behind my ear.

I screamed and jumped making myself fall out of the tree. That’s it I’m dead. I was high enough that falling will certainly equal death. I stopped yelling realising it was pointless and accepted the fact that this was the end.

“Good bye cruel world.” I muttered before hitting something hard.

“I won’t let you die yet. I haven’t been paid.” 

I recognised the voice and opened my eyes quickly. What I had hit wasn’t the ground, but instead the mans strong arms. That was definitely going to bruise.

“How the Hell did you do that?” I demanded trying to wiggle out of his grasp.

“There’s a lot my kind can do.” He answered and threw me over his shoulder.

“Your kind?” I asked starting to hit his back struggling.

“Yes my people and if you don’t stop I’m going to have to knock you out.” He stated bluntly, annoyance practically dripping from his voice.

I thought for a second before replying. “I guess you’ll have to then because I’ll never stop fighting.” I said and thrashed around even more attempting to get out of his grip.

Before i knew it everything was going black and I stopped fighting.

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