Chapter 87: Get out of my pack.

ZADOK Ithra disappeared from my eyes. I rushed to the corridors where I saw her go but couldn’t find her.  My eyes went through the stairs, breathing heavily. With one glance up, I saw her shadow headed to the right on the second floor, and I rushed through the flight of stairs with the agility of an eagle, eager to see her. On getting to the top of it, I went the same way I saw her walk and was led to a large balcony that saw the entire pack. Wind pushed her short hair back, making the soft skin of her neck visible.  For the first time, I thought her short hair wasn’t that bad. It couldn’t be if I had the pleasure of seeing such beauty. I watched her eyes flutter close as she took a deep breath, seeming relieved.  My steps slowed as I walked towards her, memorising every inch of her body and committing it to memory. She was beautiful, every curve, and every inch. And she was mine.  Lost in the beauty before me, I missed a step, and she turned around with the speed of light, eyes ablaz