Derek eyed me playfully while I laid on the ground, too shocked to move. How was he here? Where was Master? What did Derek want with me?
Whatever his merciless brain was thinking, I knew it couldn't be good.
I tried to stealthily start to move away once I had regained my breath. Slowly, I inched farther and farther away from him until I had enough room to stand up. He must have seen what I was doing, because he smiled and advanced towards me again. This time though, he kept walking until I had to lay on the ground in order not to collide with him. He placed his two feet on either side of my hips and looked down at me with a sick expression. His figure was drinking in my helplessness and his eyes kept darting to my neck. I felt so weak and vulnerable, yet there was nothing I could do.
