C20 BLOOD TRIALS.

020. MAYA'S POV BLOOD TRIALS

I fling my hands in the air, trying to hit the beast or do anything to stop myself from becoming a meal. The beast sniffs me, stares into my eyes and lets out a dissatisfied growl. It tosses me roughly against the wall. I whine in pain, clutching my ribs.

The beast turns to Selene, his eyes sharp with murderous intent. He goes on all fours, ready to pounce on her