Uhm. Yeah. Hi. I am so sorry it has been so long. Thank you so much for all of your lovely reviews. Don't worry, I know exactly what is going to happen in the next few chapters so there *hopefully* will not be that long between updates. But for now. Enjoy…

Of course, I didn't run fast enough.

In my defence she did have the advantage of super vampire speed. Also, my dodgy leg wasn't much use either. For a ballerina, I was strangely uncoordinated. Anyway, those were the excuses I would come up with minutes later but in reality I only stumbled three short steps before she grabbed me easily from behind. She had a rather tight grip. Paul snarled nearby but she didn't even flinch.

Her breath was icy on my neck sending a shiver down my spine. I winced as she continued to tighten her grip as if to test how breakable I truly was.

"Let her go," Paul's voice was dangerously low and menacing. His growl grew louder as she pushed my hair to the side and seemed to almost inhale my scent. It baffled me how my blood could smell good. The thought was just disgusting.

"Just divine," she smiled as she continued to ignore Paul. I flinched as a rare splash of sunshine shone on her teeth making them seem even sharper. It would have been so easy for her to grip my arms just the tiniest bit tighter and crush all of my bones to dust. What I didn't understand was, why she didn't. She stiffened beside me as Paul crouched over, his form blurred as he continued to shake. He was going to get himself killed protecting me. I sighed. It was so not a time to be playing the hero.

"Paul," I spat, "You fucking idiot. Leave me here."

The vampire's laugh sent more shivers down my spine. It was unnatural and musical sounding. It was the kind of laugh that would lure men to their deaths and cause women to blush with insecurity in her presence. I hated her.

"He won't leave you darling," she cooed as she trailed a single red painted nail down the length of my face, "The magic bounds him to you. It is simply fascinating."

I swallowed the bile that had risen in my throat as she mentioned the imprint. Maybe she was right. Maybe he would be better off without me mucking up his life.

"I love her, you bitch," Paul snarled as he restrained himself from taking another step forwards, "And if you touch her, I will snap your body into thousands of tiny pieces and toss it in the fire."

"You don't scare me," her voice was calm as she settled her dainty hands on the tops of my shoulders, I could feel her nails digging into my skin, "You wouldn't dare advance when you know I could snap Anna's pretty little neck in seconds."

"Do it," I dared her trying to stop my voice from cracking. Paul's eyes grew darker as he glared at me. The amount of fear and love I could see shining in them made my heart clench desperately in my chest. I inhaled sharply as the vampire laughed again.

"We thought about taking Claire; the sweet little baby who everyone loves. Or Emily; the mother wolf. Oh and then there was pregnant Kim of course. But then you came along," I shivered as she tilted my head up to look into her red eyes, "You're the dear sister. Brady's best friend. And of course the most violent werewolf's imprint. You're just perfect."

"If you touch her I'll-"

"Then of course there's my friend; Roberto who adores you. He is going to have such fun playing with you before I finish the meal," she interrupted Paul easily, her voice as sharp as glass. Swiping furiously at my eyes I tried to stop useless tears from overflowing. Paul's arm reached out as if in an attempt to reach me. In that moment I didn't care that I was angry with him, I didn't care that we worked better alone. In that moment my one wish was that he wouldn't watch me suffer as I had watched Poppy. He didn't deserve any more pain in his life.

"The pack will find you," I muttered as she reached down to grip my hand in hers. It would only be a matter of time. Brady would look for me. I could feel the colour slipping from my face as I thought of Brady. He had imprinted. My whole world seemed to spin around me. It could take him hours to realise I was in danger. He would be so wrapped up in his ditzy blonde that he wouldn't spare a second thought for me. Damn imprinting. All it ever caused was pain.

"Don't count on it. I'm hard to track," she winked as she dragged me backwards into the trees. I shot a desperate look at Paul. My heart quickened in my chest, it made me nauseous to know that she would be able to hear it. In that moment all I wanted was to hide in Paul's arms as he kissed me continuously on the head. I was so weak.

She tugged me along for what felt like hours. Paul was close on our heel, his breathing laboured as he shot me continuous looks of desperation. There was nothing he could do unless he wanted to hurt me in the process. I wished he would just run away in an attempt get help.

"Do me a favour and don't cut yourself on the branches. I'm not sure if I could restrain myself from eating you right now if you started bleeding all over the place," the vampire whispered in my ear.

"Why don't you just drain me right now?" I hissed as she halted to a stop outside of a small, wooden cabin, "What does this Roberto guy have over you that makes you so afraid?"

Her red eyes flickered to mine. In that moment I could of sworn that I saw a hint of unease hidden within them. One point to me. I curled my lips into a smirk as she eventually glared at me.

"Let's get this straight little girl," she murmured as she pulled at the ends of my hair, "I am not afraid of anything. Roberto loves me and I love him. But I would never deprive him of his fun."

"Sure he loves you," I forced myself to roll my eyes in her direction. Paul was crouched beside a nearby tree, his eyes were wide as he listened to my taunts. She let out a short breath of laughter before grabbing me by the neck. It still amazed me that such delicate hands could hold so much power. She would be the perfect assassin.

"You," she kept a tight hold on my neck as she turned to look at Paul, "Go inside the Cabin and sit on the chair on the left hand side."

Paul's tongue darted out to lick his lips as he tried to asses the situation. Narrowing my eyes at him I tried to silently tell him to get the hell away from the crazy ass vampire. There was no point in both of us getting killed. Besides, he would be the only one willing to ban my mother form my funeral. I still hadn't forgiven her.

"Over my dead body. You bitch," he snarled, "I am not following the orders of a leech."

I gasped as her hands tightened around my neck. The surrounding forest seemed to become blurry and I could see the panic in Paul's eyes as I struggled for air.

"Do as you're told wolf or I will strangle poor little Anna to death. You wouldn't want that on your conscious now, would you?"

Fighting against her strong grip I tried to kick her, spit at her, anything. A dull ache began to appear in my leg as I continued to struggle. I was getting tired. So very tired.

"Alright, alright," Paul snapped as blackness began to seep into the edges of my vision, "Let her go and I'll go inside."

Greedily, I inhaled all of the air around me as her grip eventually slackened. I watched the burning anger in Paul's eyes as he backed away from me and into the cabin. His whole body shook. I hated being used as a bargaining chip. Slowly, I was beginning to realise that Paul would do anything for me and that the stupid leech was using that to her advantage. I prayed that he at least had some sort of plan to get us home alive.

"What's are you going to do?" I croaked as Paul finally disappeared inside the cabin, "If you lock us in there, Paul will break down a wall down in a second."

"You're lack of faith in my creative skills is slightly hurtful," she grinned as she began pulling me in the direction of the building. A wolf howled in the distance causing both of us to stiffen. Maybe they were looking for us after all.

"Look -" I drew a blank as I tried to remember her name. Maybe appealing to her human side would give us more time.

"Isla. My name is Isla." Her eyes were sharp as she looked around the surrounding undergrowth. A growl sounded from inside the Cabin as she grabbed tighter onto my wrist causing me to gasp in pain. Paul was going to get us both killed quicker if he didn't shut the hell up.

"Look Isla," I mumbled, "You were human once. You had hopes and dreams. I'm sure you had a family too. You're not a murderer, you're just a scared vampire. Roberto doesn't love you, he's just using you to get what he wants."

"I have been a vampire for fifty-six years and in that time I have killed thousands of people. I get high on the screams of dying people. You, little girl, are not going to change me. There is nothing special about you apart from your wolfy boyfriend so don't start to get all big headed and think you can change a vampire."

Paul let out a stream of curses as I stumbled into the cabin. Before I could even blink she had tied Paul's arms to his chair. I bit back a laugh, did she really think that was going to restrain him? But then Isla's icy hands were on me as she pushed me onto a chair facing Paul's and tied me tightly to it. The tight rope burned my skin.

"Don't even think about moving dog," she smirked as she took a step back from me to view her creation, "If you move the rope attached to your arm will move to causing an electric shock to run throughout the entire length of Anna's body and then that axe over there," we both followed her line of sight, "will swing directly towards her neck. You won't even have time to declare your undying love for her."

I swallowed loudly.

"I hate you," I snarled as Paul looked blankly down at his arms. We were stuck. A trickle of sweat ran down the length of my back as I looked towards the axe again. It would easily slice me in half.

"Really?" she laughed, "I hadn't noticed. Now enjoy your last few hours together. The stink in this room is giving me a headache and besides I have a little wolfy problem to deal with."

I watched in silence as she sprinted from the room. Closing my eyes I tried to stay strong for Paul. It wouldn't do him any good to see me break down. I was going to die and I just had to accept that.

But there was no way in hell that I was letting Paul go down with me.

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