Chapter 260 NARRATOR Clutching her chest, Laila forced her tired, wounded legs to keep moving.
Atrail of blood marked her path, but she didnt stopnot even to heal herself.
Shed rather face a Lycan and die quickly than stay here in this cursed place.
The mist began to rise between the graves as if it had a life of its own, swirling around her legs like ghostly hands trying to grab hold of her.
Laila ran, terrifiedshe had never felt such fear in her life.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs she passed under the weeping willow, its branches suddenly thrashed in the strong wind.
"Ahhh! Letgo! Letgo!" she screamed frantically as the green vines coiled around her neck, arms, and legs, strangling and restraining her.
She fought like a madwoman, yanking at the branches and clawing at the ones choking her neck, trying desperately to break free.
Her feet stumbled backward, wet hair clinging to her eyes, and she swore she saw shadows and red eyes in her blurred vision.
She pulled back with all her strength, thinking she had escapedonly to realize she hadnt.
"AAAHHH!" A piercing scream shattered the thunder-filled night as rain poured from the sky like a deluge, washing away the battlefield's blood.
Lailas body fell backward, vertigo rushing through her head before she crashed against a hard surface. Her half-lidded eyes, blurred by the rain soaking her battered body, stared in disbelief at the sky.
It seemed so far away, framed within a triangle everything else was darkness and dirt.
She had fallen into an open grave.
Lailas heart pounded like a war drum.
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM! "Thave to get out of here...
I have to get up and get out of this nightmare!" Her strong spirit urged her to fight, and she tried to stand.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe would climb the meters-high dirt wall even if she had to leave her nails behind in the process.
But her determination was short-lived.
The scream of terror lodged in her throat when, from beneath her m through the wet earth, filthy, mud-covered arms shot up, covering her mouth and grabbing her throat.
Unable to defend herself, Laila could only watch in silent horror as more hands emerged from the bottom of the grave, dragging her into the earths depths.
She choked on her screams, thrashing and kicking wildly, staring O at the sky with widered eyeseyes that were soon covered by dirt, stones, roots, and dead leaves, vanishing into the cemetery's depths. She wouldnt die just yet, but she would soon wish she had.
She had made the mistake of messing with his woman, and she would pay dearly for it.
sek Beof heard the witchs scream from inside the cemetery as he retreated.
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