Ravenous. That’s what Law was. Starving beyond belief. He wanted to spill blood. Tear up the flesh of the next trespasser he found. Then he laid eyes upon you. You, who wandered into his territory. You, who didn’t know he was stalking around you in the shadows of the trees. You, who didn’t know the horrors of the monsters in the night.

Law would catch you in his trap. One way or another, you were going to be his.

You hear something snap in the bushes next to you.