Beast World

Chapter 16 - Scared

Charlotte couldn’t help but look down. High, way to high Charlotte thought to herself looking at the trees below whooshing past at the speed of light. Adrenaline shot through her body as the fear sent shivers down her spine.

After 15 minutes of flying and extremely sore arms a sob escaped Charlotte who was still being carried through the air. She felt so helpless, she had no way to protect herself. As if reacting to the sobs which were growing louder from Charlotte, the bird started to descend from the sky on top of a small cliff face. The second she was on the ground and released Charlotte spun facing her capture backing away. “w. w.. what do you want?” she whispered.

Charlotte’s eyes widened in shock as the giant raven in front of her phased into a young man, a young naked man. Quickly raising her hands to cover her eyes, Charlotte half turned her body facing away from the man. “I am Asher female, I will be your partner. We are heading back to my clan now. Please stop crying”. Asher moved forwards towards Charlotte trying to pull her to his body.

“No”, the word shot through Charlotte’s lips as she moved further back stumbling a bit as the ground underneath her became unstable as the was at the edge of the muddy cliff. Righting herself Charlotte held out an arm to keep Asher at a distance. “I already have a partner”, staying as calm as she could while bring her hand up to touching her neck to display the mark left by Derik.

“Don’t touch it!” Asher shouted moving towards her. Charlotte frightened at his sudden outburst jumped backwards. There being no more ground behind her she fell. Tumbling down the cliff Charlotte winced and cried out trying to cover her face as she continued rolling. Branches and stones cut at her skin. Finally coming to a halt at the base of the cliff a moan of pain escaped her lips. Her vision becoming foggy, she saw a dark figure moving towards her. Strong arms locked around her as her world went dark.

Derik felt the connection to Charlotte through the mark, she touched it. She was scared, she was in pain. Derik roared as he continued to her position, birds could get so far so quickly. He almost had no chance while they were in the air. His paws sunk deep into the forest floor as he crossed into other clans territories ignoring the dangers of doing so without permission. He didn’t have the luxury of time his mate, his Charlie was stollen.

Asher phased following after Charlotte who rolled down the cliff face. Reaching her a powerful beast aura started to pulse, he took off into the sky before he could be grounded. A beast man approached Charlotte, Asher could do nothing but watch as he took her in his arms before turning around and walking back into the forest.

Charlotte woke in strong arms, “Derik?”. She murmured, before scrunching her nose realizing this wasn’t Derik’s scent. Forcing her eyes open she struggled trying to escape from the arms holding her body while looking up to try see the face of her new captor. Her struggles were in vain, she didn’t budge the arms an inch. Piercing blue eyes stared down at her, causing her to flinch.

“Stay still female, you are injured. I will help you.” A husky tone stated bluntly.

“I want to find my partner, can you help me find Derik?” Charlotte squeaked.

Eying her suspiciously, “we both know you can do that on your own female? I am not interested in you, after I help you, you will wait at the clan”.

Confusion washed through Charlotte, what did he mean she could find Derik. Also what the f**k, she just said she had a partner. Why would she be interested in this, really tall, okay very attractive man. He was around the same height as Derik, blond hair covered his head in short locks. He was just as muscular as every other male in this place, like what the f**k were these men eating she thought to herself. None the less, Derik was just as handsome.

“I accept and thank you for your help, but how would I find Derik? Do I look like a blood hound to you?” Having many females try and partner with him often Arron avoided them as best he could. This dirty and bloodied female in his arms was no exception, however he couldn’t just leave her unconscious and injured in the forest.

“Your mark”. Charlotte looked at him with a confused look which he was sure she faked. Females could be so cunning. Annoyed he slightly raised his voice, “if you touch your mark, you partner will sense your emotions and location”.