"Trevyn." she cried weakly fighting to stay awake, to hold on hoping that by some miracle he would show up. It was irrational but she held on. Every breath was excrutiating, aggravating her ribs, his weight upon her squezzing her lungs.
A crash sounded nearby vibrating through her skin more than it registered in her ears. She wondered if Ray had broken the table, though her hands were still tied to its leg and he had not stopped pounding at her.
A snarl of rage revibrated through the room, too guttural to come from a human and so chilling. Had she not been so close to death she would have braved the pain and ran, Ray would not be killing her after all, whatever animal had invaded her home would do the job. Only she would be attacked when she was already dying, her unhappy fate prevailed.
A dark shadow bawled into Ray knocking him off her. The fear she had felt as Ray hit her was nothing compared to the terror she experienced as she listened to his screams. Horror and pain laced his voice and the animal snarls mingled with it to create a waking nightmare. She wanted to turn and see what was happening but agonising pain precluded that.
Wolves. Their scent overpowered the coppery scent of her blood and terror. They were all around her, at least a half dozen. Two bracketed her to go where Ray lay gibbering and another sat besides her. Its eyes upon her were strangely intelligent, aware of her, she gave up the fight and blacked out.
***
A pleasant breeze waffed off the coast onto the terrace dinning area, pleasantly cool in the 98 degree weather.
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