He had shocked her from her thoughts. Not another beast to make her body shake with fear. He came full pelt at her, his dark eyes brooding. The involuntary shudders began yet again, he was sure to hurt her, to peel her pretty skin away from her flesh.

Recognition came as she inhale his scent. He was the stallion she had used to get back at Mikhail. She never thought he would come for her, nor did she really care. She thought he would greet her if they ever met again, common courtesy. But now he doesn't speak a single word.

She had no clue what to do, would my feet carry me away from this monster. She could not bare another touch upon my skin, no scars shall mar me, i shall not be ugly.

He flattens his ears, and she instinctively steps back. What was he doing she thought. Quickly snapping her out of her haze was the bared teeth coming at her side. She flung her body around, quicker than she had ever moved before. Still though the teeth slid on her skin, but grasped nothing. She ran as fast and as far from the ferocious beast as she could, which happened to be the way he aimed to drive her.

She wanted to scream, to cry, to be anywhere but here. She no longer understood what, or why stallions behaved the way they did. She longed for home, with her father. But that will never happen, not now.

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