71. I SPIT ON YOUR GRAVE PART II

I hit the ground running. Nothing would hold me back. The king was already way ahead and I could not let him go alone. He was tearing through the land in a way I had never seen him do. I thought I was the fastest runner in the realm but I guess I was not. The king was something else. His anger or his crazy pushed him to run in a way I would have thought impossible for a wolf. His hind legs were as if floating in the air, barely seeing them touch. His body moved so gracefully yet he tore through the way like it was nothing. I closed my eyes, bringing forth my inner darkness and let it push me forward. It was like hitting fast forward as I sprung through enough to get me just behind him. I was trying with everything in me to keep up but he was something else. I never would have thought he could be so beastly. Even then he was snapping his teeth, looking as if ready for war. My head picked up, realizing we were nearing the boarder. My chest just went frantic because it did not seem as