Chapter 47
Astrid My first instinct- reach inside the harness. A short, disappointing journey it was, my fingertips grazing the vacant spot on my back. Of course, I didn’t bring my sword to a birthday party. I’d deemed it unnecessary the two seconds it crosses my mind before I leave the house. I wish for those two seconds back now. But I don’t dwell on the missed opportunity. I run towards the edge of the woods, my claws and canines elongating. It feels like time is playing against me, making the distance stretch longer, forcing the winds to push harder, and twisting seconds into eternity. Each second it takes me, her screams get louder and louder and LOUDER. His moves become quicker, more calculated, and more violent. Clumps of flesh and blood decorate the ground, her lower half t
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