Chapter 18

Demetrius' POV

I was running, pushing my legs to the limit. I wouldn't let them get me, I couldn't let them get me. I continued to flee, my muscles burned in agony when I refused to take much needed rest. Only one goal registered in my brain.

Sophia.

By now I had lost all my guards, I was a lone ranger, fighting for survival.

The various gunshots that echoed through the trees reminded me that I needed to keep on moving, they were coming in fast, all I needed to do was be faster.

I knocked countless branches from my path resulting in various cuts to my skin. Running in a suit proved a huge struggle and I began to slow down until I decided to discard of the heavy blazer. As I continued to sprint blindly through nature, I could hear the twigs tearing though my shirt, ripping and creating holes in the fabric, I shivered slightly as the cold air hit my exposed skin.