Feliks (1)

Vera ran away from the hotel, in need of fresh air to think. What in the world had just happened?

Falling prey to lust was not new, with Neven around. But that had been something else: it had started from her! She had not just accepted to spend time with him; she had made the first move.

There was something going wrong with her.

While she thought about what she did wrong and what she did right, she heard a set of steps reach her. They weren't as silent as she had imagined them. She thought they would be just like wolves: once you can see them, it's too late.

Yet, that silent warning was enough for her to notice someone was approaching. Then, she saw the red aura.

And, lastly, a pair of strong arms captured her. One hand was pressed to her mouth, but she didn't feel in danger. That person was somehow gentle while holding her. Nothing to do with Joe, who held a knife against her throat.