He cursed when her fist caught him in the lip. He fell back and then, as she ran from him, he glared after her. Did she truly think she could escape? Growling, he ran after her once more. She ran towards the thickest part of the forest and he followed after her.

The branches stung his face, opening little cuts, as he forced his way through them. He didn’t care. He would have her. She would be his! He leapt over a break in the ground and continued on through the trees without pausing. Where could she have gone?