Ivara's POV
“s**t!” I couldn't believe my eyes. Never once did I think I'd be here, running for my life because this psychopath of an Alpha had turned me into a moving target for his amusement.
How could someone wake up with such a foolish idea and then turn it into one of the fun activities on his bucket list? I was wrong. He was indeed creating a death list, not a bucket list.
I thought it was a joke at first — until he released the first arrow, which I missed by barely a second. He meant it. I was his moving target.
“Last one, incoming.” I heard him say, and I began running again.
Fucking unbelievable and stupid. I gritted my teeth.
The last arrow flew over my head and finally I stopped running. I wasn't even able to catch my breath when I fell flat on the ground, pretty exhausted
