Olivia's POV
"It's a simple job, but I should have known that a woman of your class won't be able to do the job." The rogue hisses at me.
It was menacing, like an evil snake who was about to bite.
He bends down to pick up his dagger, and even though I know that I have to run, I can't will my leg to move.
Crawling backwards in fear was all I could do as I watched him, knowing that his target wasn't Hunter anymore.
It was me.
A loud sob escapes my lip as he drags my hair.
"The boss is going to get angry about this, but I'm sure that he will understand." The rogue smirks evilly.
Boss?
I claw rogue grips with my fingers, unable to call out my wolf to help me in my weak state.
The rogue expertly twists the dagger in one hand.
My life is battling with time; if
