Chapter 57

  Enya pov

  I climb the tree and find a branch sufficient to support my body weight. Not that I have much of it left- I struggle to find food in these parts of the woods. Free land is dangerous, full of rogues and banished monsters, but I love it here. I feel like I belong. I am as much of a monster as they are, but the difference is that they had no choice, while I became one by choice. 

  My gaze sweeps over the trees and wanders down to the ground. Finally, most of the rogues have moved on, and I don't have to fight off any more. Every day I spend here is like a game with only one outcome- either they die, or I do. I focus on the rogue that's still around; he eats the one I just killed. My day would have been better if that son of a bitch hadn't decided to attack me. Now I have to deal with hunger and a huge open wound on my thigh.