Leah's POV
Amon dragged me from the road, pulling me deeper among the trees, and my legs couldn't hold the ground.
"Please stop!" I screamed.
He was acting like a deaf man, holding me tightly with his hands. It got to the extent my knees were starting to touch the wet ground. He then held me up, holding my waist.
"Shhh… I can't harm you," he said.
I tried to push my hands against him. "You're causing so much harm to me, let me be."
My efforts to push him from my body were too weak, and he carried me into his arms, walking with so much speed until a thatched house made with wood appeared before us. It was far different from the houses I had been. Those were made with bricks, including Cristine's home.
I realized we had gone outside my pack, and was just close to the border.
