Claimed by the Prince of Darkness

Chapter 73: Five minutes of mercy

When the horn blew loudly in the air, Ruelle didn't think twice before digging her heels into the horse's sides. She clung to the reins while the animal surged forward.

"Go, Ruelle!" She heard Dane cheer for her loudly.

Behind her, some humans managed to spur their horses into motion, but two helplessly struggled, kicking and panicking, as they had never ridden before.

"Tch, looks like we know who is not taking part in the game," Renard clicked his tongue, wearing a smug smile on his lips.

One of the vampiress, whose human hadn't moved yet, took a nearby whip and smacked it on the horse's back. This was enough to have the horse surge forward and disappear into the forest.

"Not anymore," the vampiress turned to look at Renard with a half smile.

Ruelle, on the other hand, couldn't hear the vampires talking anymore as the forest swallowed her whole.

The ground thundered beneath her horse's hooves, each stride carrying her deeper into the woods. The thicket closed around her like a tightening fist. The vampires had given the humans five minutes to hide before they would begin to hunt them.

She was at a disadvantage, as she wasn't familiar with these grounds. She tugged the reins, slowing her horse until the pounding hooves softened into a cautious trot. She pulled the pocket watch from her dress, its ticking unnervingly loud.

There were two more minutes before the vampires would tear through the forest. Her hands slightly slipped on the reins, trembling as she turned the horse, eyes darting through the dense trees.

"I need to survive this," Ruelle breathed. Water, her mind whispered.

If she could find running water, it would muffle the sound of her heartbeat and breathing. To a vampire a human's pulse was as loud as a ticking clock, which would be impossible to hide.

Leaning forward, she whispered to the horse, "Do you know where the stream is?" But the creature merely flicked its ear.

From what she had learned in her village, water always sought the lower ground. Exhaling, she urged the horse forward. The trees blurred past her as she continued to gallop. She was aware that the two minutes must have passed and the hunt for humans had begun.

had known I would end up as a vampire's carrot, I would never have climbed into the carriage," she

pain tore through the forest, and it raised the hair at the back of Ruelle's neck. She

dampness that pricked her skin. Water. She guided the horse to move, and the chill deepened as they moved ahead.

offering herself on a silver platter. She swung off the horse, her boots sinking slightly into the damp earth and she

she could slip closer to him and use his presence as a shield. But the woods stretched endlessly around her and every shadow

the horse decided it was done with the

fell open. A shout clawed its way up her throat, but she swallowed it down quickly. Calling after the animal would only announce her location. As dread filled her chest, she pressed her

in her current state. Also this wasn't Sexton, where the hunters-in-training still fumbled with their strengths. These were efficient night creatures who

am I going to do now?" she whispered in

the next strategy. Her gaze then landed on a tree beside her whose trunk

jumped to catch the closest branch. But she fell two inches short. She bit back a

before pulling herself up with all the strength she had. She made sure that her foot was steady before she climbed further, not wanting to fall on the ground and break any

then settled on a thick

her thoughts drifted towards her family back

long she had remained on the branch, but after a while, she heard a hurried rustle of

streaked with sweat. The woman's horse was nowhere in sight. The sight made Ruelle's stomach twist. Had all the horses been spooked intentionally? No, if that

breath or two, no vampire followed, and whoever had shot her must have moved on to hunt the

alright??" It was a human, who quickly came to the wounded

lowered one foot cautiously onto

out the arrow—wait—where is it?" Confusion seemed to mar his

faded into an eerily calm smile. "No," she replied sweetly

the man asked

Ruelle paused, startled. When she looked down, she noticed the woman had driven a stake straight into the man's thigh. The man fell on the

racing. Why was a fellow human attacking

laugh escaped the young woman's lips. She asked,