Wolves and Daggers

Chapter Fifteen

Lia’s POV

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I couldn’t see anything as I could feel darkness crowding over me. I tried to run as fast as possible, but it seemed like it was going to be steps ahead of me no matter how hard I tried.

I tried to save myself from the fear of what my fate would be if I fell into the claws of my impending doom.

“What do you want from me?” I yelled, running as fast as my legs could carry me.

“Your head.” It roared at me. I could hear a voice, but I couldn’t see who was speaking. The only thing that was visible to me was the storm, whose aim was to consume me.

“What did I do to you? What do you want from me?” I cried while running as fast as I could, and I could feel my legs getting tired, my body failing, it was catching up with me.

I tripped and fell, but I stood up immediately with the thought of being consumed. My legs began to shake, practically my whole body.

Cold sweat dropped on my face as I wasn’t ready to give up quite yet. I was going to fight for as long as I possibly could.

I felt like I was losing already, my body was failing me at every chance that it got, and I could feel myself already falling into its hands.

“You can’t run from me, you fool.”

“Leave me alone,” I yelled, and just like that I tripped and fell into a pit. I was badly injured, and it took me a lot of time to regain my strength. As I struggled to open my eyes with the pain I was feeling, I could see it surrounding me already.

I felt helpless and there was nothing I could do but succumb to my defeat.

“You thought you could run from me.”

I couldn’t do anything but watch deeply as it finally consumed me.

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I woke up feeling a very bad migraine as I struggled to wake up. My body was still aching very badly and I didn’t know what was happening.

I struggled to open my eyes clearly till I saw the surroundings I was in. It took me a while to realize I was in a locked-up building with a very slight tool for ventilation. The only window there was located very high up.

I looked around curiously as I struggled to sit up straight to get more information about what was going on. I held my head tightly as it was hurting me badly.

I had to rest my head on the wall for support as it felt unusually heavy. I didn’t know what happened or went wrong or any single idea of how I got here. I began to panic as the room was dark and scary.

I wondered what lurked in the corners of the room. I tended to move to the door and knock. Someone was probably going to open up or at least explain to me.

It was then I realized I was tied up in chains to a huge pole which didn’t seem like it could bulge for any reason. My head ached severely as I pondered about what was going on.

How did I get here? Who brought me here? Why was I being tied up?

Various questions ran through my head that I didn’t have an answer to.

The thought that I was caught by those I was running from made my heart race. But this place didn’t look familiar. I had a strong doubt that they were the ones behind this.

Everything here seems different as I struggle to remember what happened the night before that landed me here.

I looked around, and it wasn’t helping, it didn’t seem like there was anyone to give me answers, so I needed to think hard.

I braced myself for the pain I was about to feel. It is hard to remember what happened yesterday as that could be the only thing to shed light on my current position.

I remembered walking along, and I decided to retire for the night because it was getting late already. All day I kept thinking about Silas and his wound and I wondered if he had ever made it out.

I knew how bad his wounds were and if he didn’t tend to it from time to time, it could get infected and kill him in the process. I felt guilty for leaving him without helping him with medicine or anything.

But I comforted myself because it wasn’t my duty to help his life and I already had the help I could to him already. He was merely a distraction to my cause. I feared if I stayed with him, I might not only endanger myself but him too.

It was better if we split then and there. I retired to a tree and made a fire to sleep. I let myself get drowned in different thoughts, so I would fall asleep forgetting the dangers of where I was.

I went deeply to sleep when I heard some footsteps arriving at where I was, and before I could get a grip of what was happening, I felt my hands and legs being held, and I was being carried away.

I remember struggling to free myself, but they were firm, and I couldn't get free. I wondered where I was being taken to as I felt a sharp pain in my head.

I lost all the energy in me to fight back as my eyes started closing, and I gradually lost consciousness.

And now I am here? Who were these people, and what did they want with me? Even if I didn’t know where I was, I had a feeling I was in danger, and I was doomed at that point, because it didn’t seem like there would be any chance for me to escape from there.

I stared blankly and waited for what was to happen next.