CHAPTER 11

She couldn't go back to sleep. She felt in danger and sleep refused to come. Even after counting sheep, she still couldn't sleep. She rose early in the morning to the woods to go for a run. She took a poisoned arrow with her. Just to be safe. After transforming, Hertha started running.

Enjoying the rush and the gushing of wind on her face. She was still running when she felt a presence following her. She knew who it was. Edward. She made a halt and transformed, reaching for her arrow.

The poison on it was dangerous, a tip of it in his body and he will be dead before she would. She stood where she was, waiting for any suspicious movement. It never came.

"It's just me Alexia." His deep voice sounded behind her. She turned around swiftly, with the arrow in her hand, pointing at him. She will take no chances. A leap from him towards her was all it will take for the arrow to be buried deep into his flesh.

"What is it you want?" She tried to sound fearless but it came out shaky. Her heart