Run, Little Wolf (THE POETS OF ONCE UPON A TIME #1) by Rachel E Scott EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Rachel E Scott
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Five days earlier…
Please don’t wake up, please don’t wake up. My fingers are steady
as they hover above Jareth’s jacket. I’ve done this often enough to know
that shaky fingers will result in painful punishments. And therefore, they are
not an option.
There’s a muffled grunt behind me and my head whips around, my body
freezing out of habit.
One of the guards turns over on his bedroll, mumbling in his sleep. I let
out a silent breath of relief. Careful not to make a sound, I glance around at
the group that surrounds the dying fire, checking to make sure that everyone
is asleep.
The two men who were on night watch are still passed out against a tree. I
smile. Earlier, when I pointed out that we were traveling in the wrong
direction on the way here, they spit in my food. But it didn’t change the fact
that I was right. We lost a day’s ride because we had to backtrack.
There are five other armed men fast asleep on their bedrolls, and though I
have enough grievances against each of them to do more than steal from
their captain, I let them be.
I’ve had vengeance before. It’s what got me here. But freedom is what
will get me out.
My eyes go back to Jareth, and I watch his face to ensure he’s truly
asleep. A part of me wants to hit him, to get retribution for the way he’s
treated me. I can still hear him whispering in my ear every time I went
against his or the duke’s orders, “This ain’t no place for no hero, Stella. Be
a good pet and behave.”
If he were awake now, I know he would take the opportunity to have a
reason to hit me. The duke never lets him be violent with me, but if Jareth
hit me now, he could call me a thief and get away with it. He deserves more
than a black eye.
But I don’t give him one.
Instead, I reach under his pillow and slowly slide the object I’m looking
for out from under him. A growl escapes him, and I pause, waiting for him
to open his eyes.
But as the moments pass, he just smacks his lips and continues sleeping.
I don’t take the time to celebrate my success, already on my feet, running
through the camp. I’d like to take Jareth’s horse with me—the poor beast
deserves a better master—but he’s too noticeable for me to make a clean
getaway. So, I continue on foot, running as fast as my legs will carry me
through the night.
I’m almost certain that no one in the camp will notice my absence until
dawn, but it won’t matter if I don’t cover a lot of ground between now and
then. I know I want to go west, but I’m loath to admit that I’m not exactly
sure where…
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