Chapter 17 Chapter 17
SARAH’S POV
My feet ache from the relentless run, but my broken hand and my forehead hurts the most. My wounds have been scratched raw by twigs and branches.
The soldiers that had been pursuing me may still close, but I have run out of strength and the pain is intense. I need to rest and take the painkillers.
I have no idea where I am, I had run blindly. I am yet to figure out why I am even running.
The things that have happened so far have left my mind in a haze. What exactly happened since the day I fell down that abyss?
My heart had almost kicked it’s way up my throat when I felt his hand wrap around my wrist. I had imagined his strong hands punching my brains
I didn’t believe that he wasn’t going to hurt me until he said that he knew I didn’t attack Irene and she is in park cells, waiting execution! Davey and his wife had told me the same thing and I had thought they were making it up.
I still can’t believe he kissed me, the same man that had ordered my execution, the same man that nearly choked me to death.
I never had a vision of what my first kiss would be like, because I never thought anyone would want me. But even if I had a fantancy of it, it would have been nothing like what I experienced.
How could I have envisioned the Angel Prince forcefully kissing me? I would be lying if I say I didn’t like it.
- His lips were unbelievably soft, but there was nothing tender about the way he had claimed my mouth, it was wild:
I was terrified and out of breathe after running
Grandma had foretold that Irene would be the angel. I served her for years. So what the fuck went wrong! Or right! Irene wasn’t exactly the princess of the year. I am not eager to take her place, I don’t need anyone pointing out how unfit 1am to put on the Queen’s crown.
How does the Prince know I am his mate anyway? Can he smell me? Last time he did, he said I smelled like a pig! I was dirty and had open wounds, but I couldn’t have smelled like a pig.
Apparently, there is a female angel madly in love with the Prince. I have never heard a woman sound so caring, so loyal. I was still running as I listened to their raving, she wanting to care for him, he wanting her to get the hell out of his way. I was almost enticed to halt and listen.
even when I heard
But I was still scared of being forced to go back to Angels Land, to the people I am terrified of. So I kept running, didn’t turn back even the Prince yelling my name.
Even with immense pain shooting from my wounds, my feet kept
thanks to
s to the excess adrenaline caused by fear.
I is now getting dark and my feet lave become wobbly. But there seems to be a clearing ahead, like it’s the edge of the forest. I am even more surprised when I spot a rooftop.
It’s a stranger’s house, in a place I don’t know, but I don’t care as long as they give me some water to drink. Maybe even somewhere with a roof to
Talmost crawl on my hands and kneels as I make my way to the homestead with an old house, a barn, a stable and sheep’s pen. Two dogs are tied to the posts around the stable, they bark dangerously as I approach.
They are tied, so I keep going. There is round music blasting from a radio inside the house, no wonder no one is hearing the dogs bark.
I reach the front door and knock. The music suddenly pauses and 1 hear footsteps.
“Where are you going, honey?” A woman’s voice asks.
“Something just knocked on our door. I have to check.” I male voice answers.
“It could be thug or a rogue! Take a weapon” The woman advises
“Thugs and rogues don’t knock, but just to make you feel safe, I will take my knife.” The man says and I cringe.
Should I leave? No, where else will I go?
The heavy footsteps moves towards the door. It clicks open and a hulk of a man stands on the other side glaring down at me. He is unbelievably tall and has more fat than muscles. His huge hand has a knife held tight in his palm.
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“Who the fuck are you?!” He snarls.
I have to crane my neck upwards to see his face. “My name is Sarah, I am… lost. Would you please be kind enough to let me spend the night here!!”
“Very funny!” His voice is full of disdain. “What are you, a rogue?!”
My fear returns, this man doesn’t look kind. “Who is it honey?” I hear the woman call out.
“Some injured, rogue girl!” The man answers. “She says she wants a sleepover
“No, I just asked if you could let me spend the night here, I am not a rogue.” I say loud enough for the woman inside to hear.
“Let me come see her, don’t send her away” She shouts and the man sighs in disappointment.
“My wife is a too kind to even stinky things like you, I will not be surprised if she takes pity on you.” The man scoms
I stare at the ground and doesn’t answer. There are dull sounds of footsteps as the barefooted woman comes to stand at the door beside her husband
“Oh God! Why haven’t you let her already? The woman exclaims reaching for my hand.
“Because she could be a thug and we have children in this house The man points out but the wife ignores him
“What can a girl with a broken hand do to hurt anyone? Go back to sleep if you’re not helping” She snaps.
The man snorts before stepping away from the door as his wife guides me into their cozy home.
me to sit on a couch.
“Sit, tell me who you are and who did this to you,” She says directing me to sit on a
If I tell her who I really am, she and her husband will be selling me back to the Angel Prince. If I am to go back to him to save my sister’s life, I will do it on my own.
“I am Sarah, my family got attacked and I run away” I say. It feels awful to lie, like it’s the worst thing I have ever done in life.
“Told you she is a rogue The man says
“Maybe, but once her hand heals she can work. You know how much help we need with the work here. The woman argues
I have no problem with working, as long
they let me stay. I know I will have to go back to Angels land sometime, Irene wasn’t the best sister but I can’t let her get executed if I really am the one to make the decision.
“You know I can’t say no to you, love. But she is not staying in the house, find her somewhere to sleep in the barn” The man says.
“Yes, sir! Thanks for letting me keep her. She answers walking away towards another room.
She returns w
with a mug of hot coffee and hands it to me. I set the cup down and reach for my painkillers.
“Thope you don’t suffer from a communicable disease. She says observing the pills, I shake my head..
“They are painkillers” I answer. “Where are we, I mean, what kingdom is this?” Lask
You’re in Black Wolves Pack, but very close to the border. Welcome to a new park! She answers.
At least 1 am in another kingdom, the soldiers can’t pursue me here unless with the consent of the Alpha of Black Wolves pack. But the Angel Prince can, because no matter where he goes, no one dares question him
“Like you heard my husband say, we can’t give you a place to stay in this house. I will have to take you to the barn. Grab your coffee and follow me!” She says, standing
I quickly swallow the painkillers and carry the coffee with my good hand. As long as I will have a roof over my head. I don’t care if it’s the bar. Whatever it will look like, it won’t be too different from my former room in Angels Land.
ISAIG’S POV
I can’t believe I lost her, again! After having her in my arms, she is now gone, because of that ugly, skinny angel!
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The smell of her intense, almost choking perfume made me loose my mates scent. The smell only waned after we had searched the area for hours.
I still couldn’t smell Sarah so I realized she had run. I caught hint of herscent after walking for hours, tracked it to the edge of the forest which is the border line of the Black Wolves Pack.
Black Wolves Pack are allies, but I can’t budge into peoples homes at night without some kind of preannounced notice. It would be beyond rude, especially to an ally that has always been loyal to us.
“Find Tony and tell him to make a night trip to the pack house of Black Wolves, 1 need the Alpha informed that I will be searching his Kingdom Tomorrow.” I say to the men beside me.
They nod and move quickly.
AD
