Chapter 736

CHAPTER 81 : A TOMB

I managed to make it out of the rogue zone without Soren or anyone coming after me. I didn’t want him to come after me but I was a little surprised that he hadn’t noticed I was gone yet.

Maybe he just let me go. I’d left his dresser a little messy. He might have discovered that I found the photo and realized I knew the truth and wasn’t going to bother convincing me to stay.

As I got onto the open road, a bush beside me rustled.

I hardly paused and kept walking.

Another bush rustled, even closer to me this time. I kept walking, not wanting to alert whoever was following me that I knew they were there. This time, I wasn’t helpless. Soren wouldn’t need to protect me.

Suddenly, the bushes exploded, and several wolves burst out. They surrounded me, snarling and licking their lips.

Several men appeared from between the trees and closed in around me. One of them I recognized immediately. It was Chandler from Norwind pack. These had to be his loyal followers.

Sneering, I shook my head. “Are you here to abduct me again?”

“I’m not that rude. Is that really what you think of me?” Chandler asked, scoffing. “This time, I’m here to invite you to be my guest.”

“Why would I want to do that?” I snarled, crossing my arms.

“Well, because you’re out here wandering alone. I figured you’d need a place to stay.”

“That’s very presumptuous of you. But you’re wrong.”

“Really? I don’t think so.”

Chandler smirked at me.

“Get the f**k out of my way!” I cried, throwing my arms out. I was not in the mood to stand there and deal with Chandler and his games. “Didn’t you learn your lesson from last time?”

“Well, last time you had the big bad wolf, Soren, come to your rescue. I don’t see him anywhere this time,” Chandler said, grinning.

“You didn’t see him around last time, either.”

“Mila, Mila, be careful what you say.”

“Get out of my way, Chandler, or you’ll be sorry! You have no idea what I’m capable of and I’m not in the mood to deal with a slimy, selfish creep like you!”

Chandler growled and his wolves tensed. I could tell they were ready to pounce at any moment.

“I told you to watch your mouth, b***h! If you don’t, I will teach you how to use it properly,” he warned.

“Whatever.”

I rolled my eyes and started walking away from Chandler and his group. I made it a few feet before Chandler snapped his fingers and his wolves circled around me again, blocking my exit.

“Where’s your big bad protector now?” Chandler asked, laughing dryly. “Did the two of you get into a fight?”

at Chandler. There was no way I was going to admit to anything and give Chandler more reasons to

into a fight. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have let me get this close. You were

get in my

deep breath, I started chanting a spell from the spell book Soren had helped me

envisioning what

of me and the

one of Chandler’s

your ground. It’s nothing, just a trick!” he

magic!”

Chandler’s legs and the legs of

as the roots pulled them down to

it!” one of

surprise and maybe a

witch!” Chandler

but the roots held him firmly

and gave a

don’t need Soren

my shoulder and continued down the road. The sounds of Chandler and his men struggling and

felt really good to fight back and use my own skills to protect myself. Now more than ever, I was sure I could survive on my own

Clap. Clap. Clap. Clap.

in the forest and when

there?” I called into

thinking of a spell I could use on another

figure appeared between the trees.

said, deep and rasping. “I’ll be honest, you’re more

my arms. “Who

worked on him. I’d aimed for anyone nearby, so he should have been stuck in the roots too. Even though

that mean he was more powerful than me? He knew I was a witch and he wasn’t affected

Who was this guy?

to see some real

It thickened until it was like a snake wrapping around me, constricting until I could barely breathe. Coughing, I tried to move my arms but I

His laughter rang in my ears like an alarm and I couldn’t shut it

trembling, my legs got weaker and

or subdue my attacker but no words

I’m just disappointed

gave out and I fell on my hands and knees, the crushing

“We’ll meet again.”

gone but the pressure

down the road as Chandler and his men approached.

me and tied my arms and legs. The pressure eased and I

them but I

too! I don’t want

rip. Just a small sliver tore off. He grabbed at the bracelet that

cried; my voice muffled by the gag. It just

keep the bracelet out of Soren’s

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