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Chapter 3

Harold hears his mate's voice clearly, and as he starts running towards her, his only thought is a million ways to punish her.

He might be wrong to put a target on her for an introduction, he might have bought her with money that will still return to his account, but darn, he is fierce about a runaway mate.

"Help me, please," he hears the distant cries and his blood runs cold immediately.

The voice is sharp and he fears that something might have happened to her.

The woods are filled with predators, this woods is filled with Vampires and Werewolves, and although Jessica does not believe in it, she fears so much that they might get her.

At first when she hears the distant footsteps, she looks around her, dreading that Harold Blackwood has caught up with her.

"Look who we have here guys, fresh blood from a small prey," a man shoots up at her.n

She looks upward, dread clouding her eyes.

"What the fuck? you aren't black wood, who are you?" she asks in fear.

The man in front of her has jet black hair, a very tall figure, and sharp pointed ears. He wears a cloak around his neck and his nails... they are so long. Two other of his alliance are behind him.

"Blackwood? so, you are blackwood's pet. That makes you a double interest to us," he says and throws his head backwards, laughing out loudly.

Jessica's heart is pounding, she doesn't believe that Blackwood's enemies will get to her

"I don't know him, he tried kidnapping me, the man is sick," she cried out as she grips her bloody rib in pain.

The excrutiating pain tears her into a million pieces, but she still holds on to her own.

"Are we going to drink her blood then or what?" the one of his right asks fiercely, taking a bold step past their leader.

He blocks him with his outstretched hand and speaks so that Jessie can hear.

"No, but we might play with her if she truly is Blackwoods. We must make the bastard pay for what he has done to us," he tells them.

Jessie's heart is now thumping in her ears, she can barely hear above the loud sounds, and dread clouds her so badly.

"No, you can't do that, hell no! who are you?" she mutters, feeling the hot trickling tears burn through her face.

For a night she didn't want to be a part of it, she cries harder as she tries walking away.

The leader walks up to her, grabbing her by the neck off the ground until her legs are dangling. She is now soaked with blood. The monster man pushes his index finger into her belly side, pulling out a streak of blood on his long finger.

He sticks it into his mouth, drawing out a long groan as pleasure over takes him.

"This is, good blood, it is fresh and I want more of it," he shouts out laughing so badly.

"Who are you?" she asks him, her eyes still on him.

She is scared, but she doesn't cower, she wants to know which of the two men are evil.

"I am Edward, and a vampire from Dark Knight, we all are, and you are in our territory. Anything or anyone that comes here, belongs to us," he informs her.

A cold chill runs down Jessie's body, she shivers as shock overcomes her, the fear in her body is one that she has never felt before, it make her want to run back to Blackwood. The night can't get any worse.

"A... a Vampire?" she screams out in fear, her eyes burning so hot with bright tears.

"Yes, darling, so, stick your neck out so that I can have a taste of your pretty flesh. The taste from your fresh blood just made her desire more, I want more of that," he says laughing.

Jessie closes her eyes, she doesn't want to look at a vampire draining her dry of her own blood, just thinking about it gives her mind-blowing chills.

And then, the pain from her ribs is only making matters worse, she rather die than face the pain of a man who bought her in an auction she didn't plan to take part in it in the first place.

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Edward lowers his head until his breath shifts the hair around her nape, it is terrifying, and then, she is crashing to the ground, almost as painful as if it never happened at all.

She is let to the dirt filled earth, hitting her injured ribs again tears spring through her eyes.

What brings her to normal is the ferocious sounds that burn through her pain causing her to open her eyes.

A big wolf white is on the vampire's body, he looks angry as he destroys tissues from it's body. The two vampires from before goes to attack but are taken down by more wolves.

The battle is fierce. The dark knights are no match to the werewolves, so, they are defeated, and scurry along so far that Jessie is laying there, her head thumping with all these supernatural elements.

"Werewolves? Vampires? if this is a rough dream she wants to wake up, she wants to stop dreaming, but she doesn't want to live in a world like this," she cries out to herself.

With all the energy in her, she starts crawling away, she wants to get away from these beats before they tear her into a million pieces.

All of a sudden, a cold hand grabs her ankle, halting her movements.

"Jessica Remington, you belong to me," he grinds out harshly at her.

Jessie's heart is beating in her ears, she doesn't believe that the beast is the man behind her, she doesn't want to think that Harold is a werewolf, but she just have to ask, she needs to know.

"Were you that white wolf?" she inquiries in a shaky tone.

Harold smirks at her, "You want a demonstration, mate?" he groans out playfully at her.

She passes out from dread and as a reply.

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