Luna POV
Suddenly, I’m thrown to the ground, my body hitting the forest floor. A rush of adrenaline, fear, and excitement surges through me as I flip onto my back. My breath catches when I see him—the mask, the one he always wears, he's now wearing for this.
His hand moves swiftly, tearing my top open, exposing my chest to the cool night air. I barely have time to react before the knife appears, slicing through my bra in one smooth motion, letting my breasts fall free. “You thought you could outrun me?” His voice is low, predatory. “Foolish little deer. This is where you belong—beneath me.”
I buck beneath him, fighting back, my fists connecting with his chest. He only laughs, as though my resistance is nothing more than a game. But it’s enough for me to roll away, scrambling to escape.
