GEMMA
"Hello, little wolf." He smiled. It was feral and almost animal-like. He was wearing the same clothes that he wore the day he attacked me.
Yet, I couldn't pick a scent off of this man. I took a step back. Carefully, I pushed the button on my wristwatch to alert the others of my location.
"It's you again," I said calmly. I kept my eyes on him. I didn't want him to be aware of the fact that help was on the way.
I needed to keep him here.
"You didn't think I wouldn't come for you, did you?" He said.
I began to walk slowly in a circle. He mirrored my movements. He seemed to be amused with what I was doing.
"What's your name?" I asked. Anything to buy time. I knew I couldn't fight him on my own.
The only weapon I could see was the dagger strapped to the belt on his waist. I didn't
