SERAPHINA
“You didn’t really think you’d get away, did you?” Allister murmured, his tone almost gentle, almost pitying. “Running always makes things worse," He said with amusement coating his words. And when I tried to fight, he just chuckled in my face like my struggle was amusing to him.
Tears pricked my eyes as he grabbed me by the elbow and dragged me back toward the house. My body screamed in protest and even when I tried to resist, he carried me effortlessly, like I weighed nothing at all.
My feet barely touched the ground as he almost lifted me off to ascend the porch steps and then pushed the door open to the house.
The air shifted as he hauled me inside. A voice inside my head warned me for what was to come. But I didn’t have any way to escape it. Did I?
I stumbled when he r
