Blade grips you by the collar as he has you pinned to the wall of the cottage you had commandeered. Both of you pant, blood smeared across his face and hands from the intense battle. A scratch dripped down your own cheek.

His eyes bore into your own with an intensity that was all consuming. "Looks like I caught you" Blade whispered to your ear. His breath hot on your skin. His hand drifting across your collar bone, moving to squeeze your throat. "Or are you going to keep running from me?"