Fated to the Alphas

As I stand in the circle, looking at all the mayhem and destruction around me, I felt my heart skip a beat and stop. "It cant be...", the silent words slip from my lips before I could even stop them.  Across the clearing, near the charred trees, I saw him standing there, stained in deep red with a blood curling smirk on his face.  Finally, as true to his words, he caught up to me. He is here to take me back, to the hell that is his world. All the events that led to this moment all come crashing at once in my head and I blink hard to halt the hot tears that threaten to spill from my large eyes. My past, my fears, my fate all flash in front of my eyes as I stare into his amber orbs. Even at this distance, I swear I can see the naughty glint that they hold at this moment. As he promised, Cyrus has come for me and the eery smile on his dark face tells me that, this time, he has finally won. He slowly stalks towards me in predator like grace and like a sheep to slaughter, my mouth gaped as I stared at him and wonder to myself. Why the f*ck did I go out that night.