Chapter 21

The gun is heavy in my hand and it shakes slightly but I’m not loosening my grip. Thomas will be back any

moment and I know I need to take him by surprise. I can’t fight in my condition and I stumble towards the stairs, quickly getting under them before he comes back. Naturally I hear the door creak back open seconds later and his footsteps as he comes in. It only takes him less than a minute to realize I’m gone.

“Winter” he yells and I stay silent, breathing heavily in the darkness, trying not to give my location away. There’s plenty of hiding spots in the basement and I hope he thinks I’m hiding somewhere, anywhere else.

“This is stupid” he says annoyed “you can barely walk on that leg. You really think you have the guts to shoot me” he scoffs and begins to walk down, looking tentatively around him, looking for me.

further down. He stops just above me and I strike, darting both hands

my satisfaction he loses his balance and goes tumbling down the stairs. He doesn’t move. I

are closed and I pray that he’s lost consciousness because now I have to climb over him to get to the stairs and out of here. The gun shakes in my hand as I come out, pointing it directly at him.

It’s steady but he doesn’t react to my touch and I slowly move my good leg over him, gripping the banister tightly as I swing my painful one over his body and up the first step. I pant, it hurts so damn much but I can’t afford to slow down. Part of

in a baby doll with no underwear but shrug it off. Who cared? Right now I needed to

when I heard him move. I freeze and look over my shoulder, seeing beginning to move and I start to almost jump each step, desperate to get out the door. I limp towards the front door, the gun still in my hand, hoping that he’s still not up, still in too much pain to move. I forgot that he already had his wolf and would heal quickly.

as he turns me over, his face stony and his hands reaching to strangle

like this? You only have yourself to blame” he adds and I back up a little as he laughs, his fingers closing around my throat while I scrabble and claw at his hands, trying desperately to get them

get out but if anything his hands get tighter. “I’m sorry” I pant but he doesn’t stop,

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