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Wrestling with the Alpha (Christmas with the wolves)

"S-Save me!" Roxanne ran desperately, pushing her body to its limits as she feared for her life. Her eyes darted across the vast woods, searching for the apparition she had seen before she took to her heels. Then she saw it, the thing which relentlessly pursued her. The shadow resembled something she had never seen before, a man, a beast, she had no idea. The only certainty she had left was the fact that it was after her. "Someone... Someone help me!" She cried. Her voice was lost in the large expanse of dried barks and wilted branches. The snowy field of thorns and the cold winds of winter seemed to swallow her entire being, almost like it choked her. Her breathing became uneven as she panted due to exhaustion, yet she couldn't stop running. Doing so would mean her end. As she dashed through the cold and snowy path, she could hear it getting closer. "Grrrrrrrrrrrr"   The sound sent shivers down her spine. She willed herself with every fiber of her being not to look behind her for the fear of what she might see. She could feel it's gaze on her, she could hear the sound of it's growl. Roxanne could sense her pursuer's nearing proximity as she fled for her life. Many questions raced through her mind, but she didn't have the luxury to answer any of them. The only thing at the forefront of her mind was survival. Fortunately for her, the falling snow had ceased, else she would have been in a much more awry state. She just had to keep her legs moving until she reached the road intersection where she would get help. Yes, help would come! She heard creaking sounds above her, from the branches of the trees behind and beside her.  The monster was pouncing on them, keeping pace with her desperate sprint. She looked around her, but the creature moved too fast for her eyes to clearly capture its movements. It was as though the beast was toying with her, playing a game it knew it would win. ~ Coming to her grandma's in the woods for Christmas after an heated arg

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The hunters

“N-No…” Roxanne muttered.

She was so close. Just a second more, no… Maybe even less and she would have gotten him.

“You couldn’t land your hit, that's too bad..” Damien said, turning to face her.

Roxanne glared at him with caution. Did he already anticipate this? Was that why he didn’t make any moves while she wanted to attack? She had felt like things were going too well for her, but could it be that he was just playing along because of the time.

“You should have taken time into account when you were formulating your plan” Damien commented.

“I have to admit though… You're not bad”

What did this mean? Did he finally acknowledge her?

“Rita, what do you think?” Damien turned to their timekeeper.

“Roxy, you did great… Better than most on their first try. I was low-key rooting for you, but I knew you wouldn’t have landed that hit on Damien. You could tell, right? His speed is out of this world.” Rita said.

“Y-Yeah, I noticed,” Roxanne admitted.