CHAPTER 7 -THE ROGUE ATTACK
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DAISY'S POV
A shaky breath escaped my lips.
My body trembled as I assessed the strength of each of the wolves that had surrounded us. There were about ten of them or more or less. I could not really say because I was panicking.
I was so close to wetting myself. Perhaps I would have done so had it not been for Ethan's presence before me.
He held me protectively as he growled at our enemies. But there was so little he could do alone. There was just one of him and many of them.
A howl tore through the air and the next second, they attacked.
I screamed as Ethan unleashed his wolf upon the world. I fell back on the dirt as I watched in awe. Ethan was a vicious beast himself, biting at the wolves coming at him.
He released a roar that should have subdued anyone else. It vibrated through the air and shook me to my core.
But they were rogues.
They were not entitled to succumb to any rule except whoever governed them. They intensified their attacks and went at Ethan as a collective force.
One of them landed on Ethan's back and sank his fangs into his fur. Ethan cried out and I gasped. They had succeeded in drawing blood.
Another landed on his other side and bit him again. Ethan cried out and uncontrollable tears began to rush out of my eyes.
"Ethan!" I cried. "Please stop this! Make it stop!"
Suddenly, there were many of them on him and he fell down the side, tumbling down a long and high slope which I had not noticed earlier.
I had no idea about my surroundings.
"Ethan!" I cried and tried to go after him when one of the wolves landed before me.
I gasped and backed away instantly. It released a slow but loud menacing growl that rumbled to the depth of my core.
My tremors intensified at this point and I felt the color slowly drain out of my face. A cold chill ran down my spine and I doubted if I could keep standing before my predator.
It released another growl as it approached me. I took another step back as multiple thoughts ran through my mind.
"What do I do? What do I do?’ I mumbled in my head.
My heart was pounding so hard by now that I just knew if I did not die from this prosecutor then I was going to die from a heart failure.
Perhaps I could unleash my wolf and leave the rest to her?
But that was a plan that was too risky. What if she failed? I had no idea how strong she was and I had not even met her properly. It was way too risky. One wrong move and that would be my own death sentence.
The wolf growled again and I realised one thing. It was toying with me just like every other predator would do. It knew that I was way below its league, a very easy target to be taken down.
There was only one other option.
To run.
So I turned abruptly and dashed through the trees. My heart started beating so loud that I could hear it in my ears. My body trembled violently and I feared that my legs were going to fail from excess tremors.
But I kept pushing myself forward. The woods were not even bright enough. For this reason, I was running blindly because my life depended on it.
My prosecutor seemed to enjoy this chase for it unleashed a roar so loud it vibrated through the woods. I could swear that it was laughing.
The sound was sickening.
Tears filled up my eyes again and I wondered how I got myself into this situation. Things were supposed to go smoothly for me, today of all days, but I was probably going to die today.
I was so engrossed in escaping that I didn't notice my prosecutor had suddenly gone quiet.
Until it landed right in front of me.
I screamed and fell back on my rump. It released a rumble as it watched my sorry attempt to escape again.
Then it grabbed my ankle and pulled me back. I saw horror when my body was forcefully pulled back. I tried to grab at something, anything but there was nothing.
It tossed me around while I was still on the floor so that I would face him and it leaned over me with its fangs. Saliva from its mouth dripped on my neck and I whimpered with fear.
"Wh— what do you want from me?" I cried. "Please don't kill me. . .I don't want to die. I'm so scared of dying. . ."
Yet my prosecutor's eyes darkened and I saw the bloodlust in them. It just wanted me dead. It wanted to quench its hunger for murder by killing me.
There was nothing more to it.
"Please. . ." I cried.
But my attempts were futile. It suddenly roared in my face, perhaps to shut me up before ending me.
I whimpered again and watched in horror as its claws rose in the air and was about to come down at me.
My heart stopped beating in that moment and I saw my life flash before my eyes.
I saw the triplets, Kyle most especially. I saw him making fun of my hair again. I heard his laughter. I saw him laughing with his brothers. Bryan flashed before my eyes and there was a warm smile on his face, definitely for me. Zac stood by the side, always with that protective aura.
As much as I never wanted to admit it, those three boys made up my life. My life literally revolved around them.
Who was I to think that the goddess would give me a different life? All I had wanted was for a prince charming to pop up in my life and save me from all my dilemmas.
But I was wrong.
No one could ever save me from my sad life. And I was going to die sad and alone.
By the time the memories stopped coming, the beast above me brought his claws down on me.
And I gasped.
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