It takes a few seconds before I notice Terra is no longer in front of me. I scream and trash as much as possible, willing him to stop. Then suddenly, he’s gone. No groping hands are on me, and the elf lies sprawling on the floor.
A warmth spreads through me as my mates put themselves between me and the elf. Rory and Sam are in their wolf form and growling at my attacker. They found me before it was too late. I’m saved! Terra is bleeding through great gashes on his back, but it’s not enough to stop him. Quickly, he rolls around, and his seething face glares at us.
“Don’t you worry, Angel, this will continue another day,” he exclaims and jumps into the pool closest to him. My men roar and run after him, ready to follow Terra into the pool.
“Please don’t leave me alone,” I whimper, and bot
