Katrina winced as another mosquito bit her. She slapped at the spot as tears poured down her face.
What demon had possessed her to think she could carry out such a feat all by herself and now she was left to suffer the consequences.
She missed Tristan so much and wished he would just swing in and save her from the arms of her enemies.
She gasped again and smacked catching the bloodhound this time. She grounded it and watched as her blood sprouted everywhere.
She stood and went to the door and banged incessantly. Hoping for someone to come to her rescue.
“Is anyone there? Please help me” she screamed but there was no sound. She repeated the feat for a second time and still nothing. She got tired and went to sit on the ground already beginning to feel hungry.
Earlier that day they had
