Murdered on my Stepsister and Mate's Wedding DayChapter 1
Alice:
"Who's there?" I asked in a loud voice as I halted halfway into the woods. The sound of a snapping twig was what caught my attention.
Someone was in here with me. And the thought of that alone made me scared.
I was late for Tanya's wedding which was the reason I chose to pass this route. She was my stepsister. But was it worth it? My stepsister was getting married to my mate who rejected me all because of a stupid rumor and I'm risking my safety just to attend.
I decided to hasten my steps immediately even without the confirmation of whether or not I was being followed.
The confirmation came when I suddenly heard approaching footsteps. I didn't think it twice before I ventured into running. I could already feel the anxiety radiating through me but it was going to get worse if I didn't make it to Tanya's wedding in time.
The footsteps were getting nearer. Whoever it was was catching up with me already. As I couldn't help it, I had to reach out to my mother. She needed to know my situation as soon as possible.
"Where are you, Alice?" My mother snapped at me immediately she picked up my call. I could hear the disgust in her voice and didn't need to be told that I was the reason for it.
"I'm in trouble, mom. Someone's trying to kill me," I said in a panicky tone.
My tone wasn't convincing enough for her because she snapped again: "You're looking for an excuse not to be at the wedding, aren't you? Even if you have to swim across the deepest sea, you must be here! And I mean it!"
She practically hung up on me. Although my hands were shaky, I tried dialing her line again. However, the phone got knocked off my hands before I could get anything done.
No, I got knocked down to the ground. And before I could react to what just happened, I felt a body mount on me forcefully.
When I got a clear vision who was on top of me, I realized it was a rogue. I tried to fight off the rogue but he seemed to be much stronger than I was as he pinned my hands to the ground while I screamed in fear.
The smell of rum and other mixtures hit my nostrils. And the bad stench that comes from him living in the woods made me want to throw up. Unfortunately, I was about to be his victim.