RESCUE

"Let her go." Xaden hissed.

"Just like that?" The man sneered. "You know I wouldn't. She insisted that you weren't important but seeing you here ready to save her, I know that she is. How fucking romantic."

Xaden's eyes glowed bright and then in a split second he was at one of the wolves and he ripped him apart without even need to turn.

The other quickly turned to their wolves and attacked him, but they were no match for Xaden.

One by one, sometimes two together he killed the off.

With his bare hands.

Then there was one last man standing.

The man who had taken me hostage and he grabbed me behind him.

"If you dare come closer I'll kill her." He warned.

Xaden looks bored. "She was right. Killing her means she is of no use to me."

The man seemed to be taken aback by that and Xaden threw an arrow that had been around one of the rogue's packs and threw right at me.

I closed my eyes ready for the impact, but I heard a gurgling and choking behind me.

There was a loud thud to the ground.

I turned around and saw that the man had fallen to the ground dead.

By the time I turned back, Xaden was already at my front.

"Didn't I tell you to not go anywhere?" He demanded.

I wanted to explain that he had crept into the carriage and taken me himself.

I even started to explain but when I saw his facial expression, I just stopped.

"I'm sorry." Was all I said and I looked down at my hands.

In a split second, he took off all the ropes that bound me and set me free.

He didn't say a word, he just walked ahead and he didn't need to tell me to follow him before I did.

He returned back to the party.

"How many dead?" He asked Erik.

"About five of us." Erik said. "And almost all of them. At least of all them that were here."

"I killed some of them that were behind." Xaden said.

Erik handed Xaden a clothe. "I don't think this is just a rogue pack."

Xaden collected it. "Hermes?"

"Who else?" Erik asked.

"Bury the men." Xaden said. "We need to keep moving we're at enemies target. Hopefully get home by sunset."

They buried the men who had been killed and kept a one hour silence for them before we continued on our journey.