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I have to get out of here.
The wooden obstacle opens a crack before a body emerges from behind it and steps into the room.
I remain still, shoved against the wall as much as I can before Finn appears in my vision.
My heart violently slams into my chest before the door does with my good leg to trap him inside before I swing the metal rod with all my strength, hitting him upside the back of the head.
Finn stumbles a bit forward before he whips around so quickly that I never managed to think how fast he’d still move after being hit.
Since my weapon is currently horizontal, I ram it into his gut and hear the air leave his lungs from his throat.
High off adrenaline and fear, I use all the strength and swiftness that I’m able to manage and cock the rod back again just to slam it right into Finn’s side.
But this time, he grips it before I can retract it back.
I immediately drop my hold and pivot for the door. Everything is a blur of color and objects in the space that has become my prison as I sprint toward freedom and the protection Taylen needs.
It’s futile.
I’m battling with a beast.
One from the devil because my body is shoved into the drywall right next to my exit before Finn’s hard body sandwiches me into it.
My elbow thrusts backward into Finn’s ribs as I attempt to squeeze myself out of his weight.
I’m successful—to my utter disbelief—able to get free of his hold. However, I’m trapped between the room and him from blocking my way.
His green eyes latch viciously onto me like a deprived animal, and apprehension quickly rams through my body like a hurricane.
I urgently try to think of my next move.
It’s me against him and nothing else.
I may be a woman, but he won’t always win. It’s impossible.
“Looks like you ran out of room,” he taunts me as he positions his body to face mine fully. As if we’re marching off to the death to see who will walk out victorious.
He’s going to win.
I’m no match to his muscles or the fact that he’s faster than me. I fought and lost, and now he’s going to make me pay.
Edging around the bed so that I can angle myself to have a straight shot for the door again, Finn follows my every move as he mocks my actions. Still, the perfect blockade to my escape because it’d never come that easy.
“What’s next, little bird?” he asks me, sounding unimpressed by my attack. “Are you going to run me through?”
I wish.
However, my weight won’t knock him down, and I’m working with a closed door at this point.
Ripping one of the lamps from the wall, I clutch onto it tightly.
Finn’s lips curl into an amused smile as he quirks a brow. “You still wanna fight me?”
I don’t respond.
I can’t.
No words make their way up to my mouth as I continue to keep a careful watch on any move he’s going to make.
