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I’m lost in thought when my foot slips. My arms fly out for balance, keeping me from falling. I glance down at the rock as I keep moving, berating myself for the distraction.

Focus, Lexi.

Looking up, I blink in surprise at the fog blanketing the forest. It’s thicker out here, so dense I can barely see the trail in front of me. The gloomy atmosphere gives me goosebumps.

I whirl around, intending to return the way I came, but I stop when I seehimblocking my path. My eyes widen as I stare in disbelief.It’s Ghostface.

He’s so close to me—too close.

The masked man cocks his head, his chest heaving beneath his tee. That slight movement is enough to trigger my fight-or-flight response.

Whirling around, my heart pounds inside my chest, terror coursing through my veins as I run into the thick fog. I hear his feet pounding on the trail behind me, and I pump my arms, my leg muscles and lungs burning.

What does he want? To kill me or… something else?

Knock it off. He probably wants to kill you. Not fuck you.

My speed slows as I run uphill. Panic grips me, and my breaths are shallow as I push my thigh muscles harder, my arms pumping.Please, legs, don’t fail me now. Not when his footsteps thunder inside my ears, matching my erratic pulse, growing closer and closer.

Relief fills me as I reach the top of the hill. Although the fog is thick, I glimpse the downward slope of the trail, which will be easier on my aching quads.

I make the cardinal mistake of looking over my shoulder. My eyes bulge from terror as I see the black and white mask right behind me.

Before I turn around, my foot slips. My ankle twists, and I gasp before crying out in pain.

Squeezing my eyes closed, I brace myself for the fall, praying I don’t fall and can escape the man behind me.

CHAPTER 19

Alexis

My eyes fly open as a hand wraps around my arm while his other bands around my midsection, preventing me from falling.

I look over my shoulder and meet his eyes behind the Ghostface mask. Victory shines in them, giving a predator-capturing-the-prey vibe.

He holds me against him. His hard cock pokes against my ass.

I open my mouth to scream, but his hand slaps over it before I make a sound. “Don’t even think about it.”

His voice sounds unnatural, as though he’s using something to alter it. It doesn’t leave any clues who’s behind the mask.

He drags me off the trail, pushing me into the forest. I’m terrified to fight him as I look down at the steep row of rocks jutting out below.

“I caught you. Now you’re mine. All mine,” he taunts.

I squeeze my eyes closed, hoping this is a nightmare. My lips quiver as he guides me deeper into the woods. I don’t fight him, conserving my strength until a safer opportunity arises.

The ground levels off, and I make my move. I jerk my elbow back, intending to slam it into his ribs. But he anticipates andblocks it. He shoves me before I attempt another defensive move, and I sprawl on the ground face-first.

He’s on me, yanking my pants down. I scream, my hands digging into the damp soil while I squirm and twist, trying to get away. He easily pins me beneath him, my bare ass exposed.

“Keep fighting me. I like it.” He pinches one ass cheek so hard I yelp before he gives it a hard smack, my flesh stinging from the hit.

Goosebumps prickle over my skin as he drags my running tights down my legs. When he yanks me to my hands and knees, I buck against him, trying to fight him off. When that attempt is futile, I try to headbutt him, planning to slam my skull into his mask. But he laughs as he dodges out of the way.

One of his hands dig into my hip while the other slides between my legs, cupping my bare, wet pussy. “Your beautiful pussy is soaked.” He hums against me, the vibrations flowing from his chest into my back. “I love that you’re not wearing panties. You were hoping to find me, weren’t you?”

“Fuck you,” I snap with more bravado than I feel. “Let me go.”

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