Instead, I came here, a perfect hunting ground for someone as obsessed as Orion.
“Diana.” Thunder booms, and my breath hitches in my throat when a drizzle starts. “Run.”
And that’s what I do.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
“Loving a villain is a choice.
What a funny concept.
For love is not a choice at all.
If it were…we wouldn’t have so many tragic stories.
After all…
Love is our greatest strength and biggest downfall.”
Diana
Diana
A whistling sound echoes in the magnificent garden.
Oh my God!
He’s actually shooting arrows my way, and I don’t understand the excitement gliding through my veins, awakening every instinct in my body, and sending a thrilling sensation through me. It promises something wicked.
I imagine myself as another Diana, the goodness and skillful huntress who fled from her feelings. Feelings that threatened everything she believed in, yet she wished for the hunter to catch and trap her.
So she wouldn’t have a choice in the matter and succumb to her deepest cravings without giving up her chastity vows.
What would she feel if she were in my shoes right now?
I close my eyes and pretend for a moment in time to live between the pages of my favorite myth.
And channel the emotions Artemis must have felt.
Thunder shakes the sky, and I jerk to the side when an arrow lands right next to me, reminding me of the danger awaiting me on this beautiful yet fateful night.
After all, a hunter arrived uninvited, slathering everyone on his way as he came for one thing, and one thing only.
To conquer and destroy.
At least until his eyes land on me and they fill with so much heat, it burns me from the inside out and awakens the forbidden emotions that might cost him his life.
However, he’s an enemy who has bad intentions in mind, and submitting to him would mean the death of me, and that’s something I can never allow.
Another arrow lands behind me, and I shake my head, exhaling heavily. Grabbing my own bow from my back, I aim my arrow his way, straight to his heart. He catches it right before it pierces his chest.
I gasp at his skills, the sense of trepidation filling me to the brink.
He hisses through his teeth, flipping the arrow and putting it on his own bow. “Diana.” His seductive and sinister tone glides over my skin, yet everything inside me screams to stay far away from him as he won’t rest until he shatters me into tiny little pieces.
Pieces that would belong to him and make me vulnerable to everyone else. “Come here, darling.” He sends the stolen arrow flying my way, and I fist the skirt of my dress, racing into the garden as the harsh wind slaps my cheeks, my hair billowingbackward, and my bare feet almost soundless against the wet-from-rain grass. “This hunt will have only one winner.” An arrow lands to my right.
“And it won’t be you,” I shout over my shoulder, turning to the left as the pouring rain falls from the sky, blurring my vision. Still, I race through the garden, wishing to find an escape from the trap he has created.
