Unavoidable

[Margaret's Perspective]

There was no one behind Angel.

Her fur still looked as white and flawless as snow. She didn't look like she had just fought Elliot. She looked like she had just strolled here.

I blocked Elizabeth behind me, keeping my eyes on what Angel was doing.

What had become of Elliot? Had Angel defeated him? Speculation raced through my brain.

In front of me, Angel's lips curled into something like a smile.

"How long do you think you'll last under me, Margaret?"

"What about Elliot? What did you do to him?" I tried to remain calm.

"He's my dear brother. What can I do to him?"

Angel began to circle Elizabeth and me. My footsteps cautiously followed her movements, always keeping my eyes on hers.