Chapter 8
- VICTORIA POV
- Summoning every ounce of strength I had left, I mustered a defiant glare and spoke with a voice filled with courage, "You may think you have me trapped, but I won't go down without a fight. You underrated me."
- His grip tightened even further, his nails digging into my scalp, causing searing pain.
- But I refused to let it break me. I had endured so much already, and I wouldn't let this monster be the one to break my spirit.
- With a surge of bravery, I gathered all my strength and brought my knee up with all my might, aiming for his vulnerable spot. The blow secured at the right spot, and he quickly released me with a grunt of pain.
- I didn't waste a moment. I dashed forward, my legs motivated by a revived sense of purpose. The chase resumed, but this time, I refused to be the prey. I would be the hunter.
- "Don't you allow her escape, catch her!" I heard him scream.
- The forest blurred around me as I weaved through trees and leaped over fallen logs. My senses were intensified, every rustle and snap of a twig alerting me to potential danger.
- I had tapped into my primal instincts, fighting for survival with every fiber of my being.
- As I ran, a glimmer of moonlight revealed a narrow path up ahead. It seemed like a way out, a chance to escape this living nightmare. I sprinted towards it, my heart pounding with a mix of hope and desperation.
- But just as I reached the opening, a figure stepped out from the shadows, blocking my path. My breath caught in my throat as I came face to face with another predator, another threat.
- "Going somewhere?" a cold, mocking voice sneered.
- It was a woman, her eyes filled with the same hunger and malice as the man who had pursued me before. She wore a wicked smile, her presence exuding an eerie confidence.
- I took a step back, scanning my surroundings for any possible escape paths. But I was surrounded, trapped in this nightmarish game of cat and mouse.
- Her laughter echoed through the forest, chilling me to the bone. "There's nowhere to run, my dear. Your fate is sealed."
- Desperation nibbled at me, but I refused to surrender. I wouldn't let them break me. I had come too far, endured too much, to give up now.
- With a surge of determination, I locked eyes with my new rival and said, "You may think you've won, but I'll never stop fighting. No matter what you do to me, I'll find a way to survive. You haven't seen the last of me."
- Her smile faltered for a moment, replaced by a flicker of uncertainty. But then it transformed into a wicked grin, and she advanced towards me, ready to claim her prize.
- The chase was far from over. And though the odds were stacked against me, I refused to surrender. I would fight until my last breath, clinging to the flickering flame of hope that burned within me.
- She staggered towards me with a knife, as she tried to stab me countless times, I seemed to dodge her target.
- With every dodge, I felt a surge course through my veins. My reflexes sharpened, my senses heightened. I was no longer just running for my life; I was fighting for it
- As the woman grew more frustrated with each missed strike, her movements became more erratic. It was my chance to strike back. With a burst of strength, I lunged forward, tackling her to the ground.
- The impact knocked the air out of both of us, but I refused to let go of my advantage.
- We wrestled on the forest floor, each of us clawing and scratching in a desperate struggle for a win. Pain radiated through my body as blows were exchanged, but I pushed through, fueled to survive.
- In a moment of opportunity, I managed to grab a nearby rock and swung it with all my might. It connected with a sickening thud, and the woman's grip on me loosened.
- I scrambled to my feet, disoriented but resolved to make the most of my advantage but a piercing pain came from the side of my stomach.
- I stumbled back, my hand instinctively reaching for the source of the pain. Warm blood coated my fingers as I realized I had been stabbed.
- I fell to the cold floor, my breathing hitching in my throat.
- "The Alpha's wish had been granted." The voice screamed while I laid on the floor soaked in my own blood. They soon walked away leaving me in my own pool of blood.
- The surges of painful memory flooded in my head, I didn't plan on giving up.
- My vision blurred as I fought to stay conscious. The pain was unbearable, but I couldn't let myself succumb to it. I had to keep going, to keep fighting.
- With every ounce of strength I had left, I crawled towards a nearby tree, using it as support to pull myself up. Each movement was agonizing, but I couldn't let the darkness take me.
- "I won't let you break me," I whispered through gritted teeth, a defiant devotion in my voice.
- But as much as I fought, my body was failing me. The world around me seemed to tilt and spin, and I struggled to stay upright. The woods was closing in on me, its once comforting embrace now suffocating.
- A bitter taste filled my mouth, and I knew that time was slipping away. My fight wasn't just against the predators hunting me; it was against the encroaching darkness that threatened to claim me.
- With my last ounce of willpower, I forced myself to take a step forward. But my body refused to cooperate, and I fell to my knees. The pain was overwhelming, and tears mixed with the blood on my face.
- As the predators closed in on me, I realized that this might be the end. My heart ached at the thought of leaving everything behind, of never having the chance to clear my name and find justice.
- I had fought so hard, endured so much, and I wasn't ready to give up just yet.
- Summoning all my remaining strength, I forced myself to look up at the sky. The moonlight filtered through the canopy, casting a faint glow on the forest floor.
- In that moment, I found solace in the beauty of the night. The world around me might be cruel and unforgiving, but there was still something magical in the darkness.
- "I won't let you take everything from me," I whispered to the moon, a quiet vow to myself and to the universe but I was losing so much blood.
- As my vision slowly blurred, the moon seemed to shimmer with a soft, comforting glow. It felt like the night itself was reaching out to embrace me, offering a sense of peace in the midst of the turmoil.
- In that fleeting moment, I felt a strange sense of acceptance. My body was weakening, and I knew I couldn't fight the inevitable much longer because darkness seemed to envelope me.