The stay close to the walls as I rush back to the room. Since the phone does not work, my hopes have withered.

I slip back through the door but freeze when I spot someone crouched down beside the man who brought me food. My heart comes to a harsh halt when the stranger gazes up and Tyler's eyes beam into mine. "Thank god," he murmurs and traps me in his arms, squeezing me tightly.

Tears spring from my eyes.

"How did you..." I mumble.

"We don't have time right now, we have to get out of here," he tells me and I nod my head, eager to leave.

Together we sneak down the hallway and search for any exits. I stay close behind him as he navigates through the building, pulling me around corners or into rooms when someone walks by or seems to be close. He does not let go of my hand.

As we come around a sharp corner, Tyler immediately stops.

"How interesting."

My eyes shoot up to find Richard standing before us, like a wall keeping us from my safe haven. Tyler moves me behind him, though my eyes do not leave the ones who haunt me. "This is over now," Tyler tells him. "It's over."

Richard does not seem fazed. "You know, I was thinking similar things. This is over, you have to be removed."

My grip on Tyler tightens.

My heart jumps as large hands grab me from behind and restrain me in their arms. Before Tyler can make any moves, he too is detained.

Richard watches as the two of us struggle, uninterested. "I would not try anything stupid."

My eyes wander down to the blade gripped in the mans hand as he holds it close to my chest. Not being able to move, I whimper at the thought of being cut, sliced, and bled out. "Obviously," he continues. "I cannot physically hurt my Annalee, but I can kill you," he says to Tyler. "And I think I will."

"You can't!" I shout at him. "If you do I'll... I'll kill myself. You can't have your pack without me!"

Richard eyes shift to me. "I will not let you, but it was a very romantic gesture."

My face heats with furry.

Richard makes a quick motion to the men holding Tyler, and one lifts their silver blade to his neck. Tears pour from my eyes, sobs erupt from my lips, and my limps do not stop fighting. "Stop please! You can't! You can't!"

Just as the blade touches his precious skin, and intruder swings open the door. The men are distracted along with Richard.

Standing in the frame are too easy I have never been more grateful to see.

Jackson, he is here.

In a matter of seconds, Jackson attacks Richard and Tyler escapes from the blade. Stupidly, the man lets go of me to assist his leader, as Jackson has shifted and pounced. The two take on Richard and the men, as I cower with my hands on my bump. I cannot let anything happen to my baby.

Tyler's eyes find mine. "Go Anna, run as far as you can."

Before I can tell him anything, he is busied with the guards, holding them back from seizing me. Though my heart urns to stay with my love, I know I have to run.

I dash out the open door, experiencing sensations and feelings I have felt before. Men fight outside, bodies slain on the grass floor, guards battling with no hesitation, this all feels terribly familiar, like I have lived through this moment before.

Avoiding all interaction, I sprint into the trees and disappear with in them.