Captivation: Want Nothing But You

It was late at night and darkness was all around them.

A minibus and a vehicle drove along a rugged mountain road straight into the deep forest.

About half an hour later, the vehicles finally came to a stop.

In the back seat of the minibus, Victor couldn’t make a move, with his eyes covered with a blindfold and his wrists and ankles tied by hemp rope.

After the minibus came to a stop, the man in the passenger seat got out, opened the backseat door, and bent down to pull Victor out of the vehicle.

Victor lost his balance and fell straight to the ground.

His knees came into contact with a stone, which made him furrow his brows in pain.

Norton got out of the other car and came up to him on the muddy road.

After that, he glanced over at his subordinate.

His man immediately understood what he wanted and took off the blindfold that was covering Victor’s eyes.

The sudden light coming right at him made Victor wince.

With his face scrunched up into a frown, he slowly opener his eyes to look at the person in front of him.

He saw that Norton was holding a flashlight in his hand, pointing it a his face.

After that, his man untied the rope around his wrists and ankles.

Victor lifted his arm to block the blinding light.

He still felt pain in his knee.

"Boy, you’re here.But it depends on your luck whether you’ll survive this place or not."

As soon as Norton finished saying that, there could be heard a wolf’s howl in the quiet night.

Norton cocked his eyebrow and left with his men.

The minibus and the car drove away together and gradually disappeared from Victor’s line of sight.

In just a few minutes, the place was in total darkness once again.

"Ahem…"

Seeing that they were now gone, Victor finally couldn’t help but cough, hand clamped over his mouth.

His palm got wet as a result of this.He sensed that it was blood.

Even though Victor couldn’t make out the blood on his palm clearly, he knew his physical condition.

If he contini to stay in this place, he would die from internal injuries before the wolves could get to him.

he slowly got up and tightened his grip on the Swiss knife in his

"Awoo…"

sounded

howl, Victor found out that the area so dark that he couldn’t

just

no way he could

smart animals and they also

at the blood staining his p Victor bent down and grabbed a handful of soil in order to dilute the scent of blood on his

in his head, trying

a way to leave the forest once morning’ around He made his way

all over his body  wanted to cough out more

couldn’t

he made any noise and coughed blood, there

distance but didn’t get very

far, especially

forehead was drenched in a cold

idea what he would run

hunted

had only heard the sound of one

might be calling out to its companions at this very

like this, he might run into the

one hand, his injury didn’t let him get too

sure what would happen next so he had to preserve his strength to fight whatever

a huge tree and leaned against

and lungs and his breathing became a

knife in his hand and stayed vigilant for whatever might come

time had passed since the wolf’s last

minutes, or perhaps

dizzy and he thought he was

knew that his injury must have taken a turn for the worse and he might not be able

needed to find a safe place in order to nurse

move on when suddenly there

all that loud, but the sound was particularly sudden

it was the

heard the sound of heavy breathing behind

he spotted the eyes of something

other than

yet to heal, and there was still the heavy scent of blood on him, which eventually led the wolf straight

step back, going ahead to press the switch of the knife with his thumb, and pointed the blade at the

meant that the other wolves could not

no way he could

and approached him very

on high alert and retreated

steps back, the wolf appeared to have lost all

of the way so he was forced to

a branch lying on the ground, which was as thick as his arm, and hit the wolf

rolled to the ground, but pretty soon, it