Dahlia
"I'll help you out of this mess," The Hunter said, waving his hand at me. "In exchange for a favor."
"What kind of favor?"
"To be decided later on." His eyes gleamed in a predatory way.
A dangerous deal...but I didn't have very many options. In fact, I was certain I only had two options; accept his help and live, or sit here and either starve or be eaten by something.
"The longer those thorns are in, the longer it will take before you are walking again." He warned.
"Fine. Fine." I huffed, the numbness spreading up my back. "To be clear, you will get me out of this bush and in exchange I will owe you a favor."
"Don't be ignorant." His eyes flashed with warning. Sensing my confusion, he growled and continued. "Be specific."
"I thought I was-"
"I agree to help you out of
