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Did she want to make me so tired that all the fight would be drained from my body before she finally decided to attack? Was she that cruel?
    Even though I knew she looked like an animal, her intelligence was startling, not to mention her agile body moved with grace through the mountainous terrain, like she was born and bred to live amongst the wild. A natural predator.
    Stumbling again, I nearly slid back down a steep embankment just before a strong hand caught my wrist, yanking me upright. The claws on her opposite hand were dug into a tree trunk as she held steady and pulled me closer beside her.
    “Only a few more minutes,” she clarified, and again, I wondered why she was drawing out the inevitable.
    I thought about asking her what the hold up was. I’d probably piss her off by asking, but what did I have to lose? Before I could open my mouth to question why she hadn’t taken my life several miles back, we cleared the last cluster of trees and came upon a house.
    No, not just a house… a mansion. Well, it wasn’t really a mansion, but compared to the rather tiny hole-in-the-wall house Pop and I lived in, this place was huge.
    Mouth agape, I stopped in my tracks and stared at the beautiful house overlooking the mountainside. I could see everything up here. Ivywood was a mere speck in the distance below, the moon shining even brighter on the face of the mountains, casting a blue hue over the shrubbery. Even though it wasn’t full, the clear sky made it glow strong, like a bright beacon in the night.
    Glancing at my captor, I noticed how beautiful her features were as she stared out at the valley below. When she wasn’t angry and ravenous, she was rather lovely. Then again, it might’ve been the exhaustion getting to me.
    Feeling my eyes on her, she let out a light snarl, almost as if it were forced—a façade she had to put forth in order to save face. It made me wonder what was beneath that rough exterior, and I noticed myself wanting to get to know the creature inside. Although, I wasn’t sure that could ever happen. I wasn’t even sure how much longer I had on this earth.
    The house was secluded, surrounded on nearly all sides by trees and forest growth. Her only neighbors were the wildlife and possibly a few large rocks that fell from the mountain not too far off in her backyard.
    No wonder she doesn’t have decent people skills, I thought, a product of my exhaustion. The twitching of my lips was another side effect.
    “Come. You look tired,” she said, leading the way to a large set of doors at the front of the house. It took me a few moments of gawking before I realized she wanted me to follow her inside. Curiosity got the best of me, and I trudged my way through the heavy double doors unassisted.
    It wasn’t lost on me that the creature seemed to be concerned about my welfare. Why would she care if I looked tired? Was it part of her game? Damn . Maybe she did want her prey to fight for their last breath and just needed me good and secluded before she had her way with me.
    Following her through the large foyer, I couldn’t help it when my mind twisted its thoughts, dreaming up a whole new scenario where this beast could possibly have her way with me , and it had nothing to do with being her next meal—well, not in a traditional sense. Hell, it was probably just survival mode kicking in, wishing and hoping that this lengthy walk wasn’t the calm before the storm—before my death.
    The place was clean, yet barren—empty floors and walls where furniture and photos should’ve been. In the center of one wall was a small, round table with a single, long-stemmed red rose poised neatly in the center. It was odd in its placement—alone—the only vibrant thing in the otherwise bland, empty house. It seemed sad, like the house was lonely sitting out on this mountainside all by itself, with no other inanimate objects to keep it company.
    Ripping my eyes away from the bright red petals and rounding a corner,