“March!” the human spoke. He shoved me onward and instinctively, my hands went around his throat. It took all of the six men to pull me away. As they pinned me to the floor, I stared up at him with such contempt, but it wasn't him that I was irritated with. He rearranged his drape and leaned over me once again, his flat expression reflecting mine. “You're lucky that I cannot truly harm you, girl.”
“And you're lucky they're here,” I growled, losing control.
“Lift her,” he said, pointing his weapon in the direction he wanted me to venture. I did just that after they released me. At first, my steps were in tune with my escorts' but then I hastened to double the pace until I eventually passed them.
My journey ended in front of two large white doors. I could sense him. My heart pounded wildl
