A Stranger in the Woods I

I ran and ran, but the forested path in front of me seemed unending. It wasn't long before I began to pant as my thighs screamed in pain. Sweat beaded down my temples and I hurriedly wiped them aside. I had never done so much physical exercise in such a short time unless one counted running away from Audrey. Yet the fear of being found out motivated me more than any muscle cramp could discourage me. 

Damon might not want me, but I doubt any alpha of his stature would take so kindly to a mate, fated or chosen or otherwise, fleeing from his pack. My actions would be considered a slap to his face.

Good, since I didn't manage to slap him before I left. Fuck him. I hoped my absence would be a wound he couldn't heal from. Served him right. I gritted my teeth and ran faster. If only I had a wolf― I would be out of this place in no time at all! 

"Help… is there anyone? Help?"