Chapter 33 Dazed By Their Presence

• The human girl ran across the forest, her face red as a tomato. Her chest was pounding so hard that she could not hear her shuffling footsteps desperately shoving against the grass and twigs.
• In a moment, she pauses from her quick escape and leans against a tree for support while she recovers her sunken breaths. The girl covered her face with her wounded palm, which was scratched when she slipped from the wet boulder as she was dragged by the wolf brothers.
• With a pained voice, she reminisced their desperate, lewd faces hovering above her and their strong, slender fingers wrapping around her limbs, keeping her from her sweet escape. It was haunting.