You were hiding, your hands covering your mouth tightly. You breathe into them quietly to steady your heartbeat to avoid him sensing it from afar. “Darling, hiding won’t save you. You know I can sense you.” He circles around the desk you hide under, with a mocking smile on his pale face. It was as if he’s mocking you for hiding in such an obvious spot. “I found you, you know that you’re helpless, right?” He grabs you with force, as expected of a Hunting Dog, he was strong.