“Oh, she’s such a cute runaway!”
I force myself faster, breath seizing in my throat. Their footsteps pound behind me, their laughter growing louder. I whimper as I feel them closing in.
It happens in a split second. I crash into one of them, and before I hit the ground, a hand clamps around my neck. My back slams into a tree, and a pair of golden eyes glare down at me.
They look familiar.
They are part of the males Drogo saved me from in the bathroom that night at the club.
“Where do you think you’re going, sweetheart?” he sneers, sending a chill up my spine. “Don’t you want to have some fun?”
I choke, fingers clawing at his arm. “Please… let me go.”
He licks his lips, lust flashing in his eyes. “Oh, dear little woman. You shouldn’t have left the van. Now you’re going to pay for tur
