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Story: A Soul to Revive

“Do not run from me, female,”he rumbled, as he darted through the forest.“I considered playing chase with you had you gotten any further.”

She would have worried about what that meant if he didn’t suddenly pick up speed. Bouncing on his shoulder and back, she gasped when she started slipping to the side. She had to grab hold of his spikes to stop herself from falling. Then she worked on hooking her left leg over his shoulders so his neck could keep her centred.

Shit!Emerie ducked when a stray arrow whistled through the air, right in her direction. She didn’t need to. Ingram had already passed its landing zone long before it could reach them.

It’d been low to the ground by the time it neared her.That was a long-range shot.

Bouncing against his shoulders and holding on for dear life as he bounded through the trees, she sighed with relief.

She knew, without a doubt, it belonged to the guild, but they’d been nowhere near Ingram and Emerie’s location. Perhaps close enough to see them from a distance, but they’d likely only just been found.

Had I been alone, they would have caught me.They would have slowly and quietly surrounded her while she’d been walking. She looked behind her at the back of the Duskwalker’s skull her arse was currently sitting on top of.He was able to sense them even with such a great distance between us.

“I think you can slow down now,” she shouted once she thought it was safe.

Honestly, she just didn’t like their position. Her legs were dangling down the front of his torso, and her knees occasionally hit his chest. She was the wrong way for riding him, and she must be heavy.

“No. We run.”

Ingram forced her to lie down on his back when he leapt off a small hill, and she nearly screamed when she started floating. Her torso smacked against his spikes when she landed back on top of him, her features contorting in pain.

Screw this.She worked on spinning around so she was facing forward and in a better riding position.

She brought her knees up and under her so she could lift off his spikes, worried about destroying her clit and pussy if she sat on them. She removed her bag so she could sit on it like a saddle. Then she threw the strap over his head so it would catch around his neck; firstly, so she didn’t lose it, and secondly so she could hold onto it like a set of reins.

Only having to watch for the occasional branch that threatened to swipe her off him, since he didn’t think to avoid them for her safety, she stared at the back of his white skull.

She’d thought Ingram was freaked out, but when he revealed the side of his face by darting his skull one way to search for his path, his orbs were purple.

They weren’t red like he was angry, or white as though he was afraid.

Why is he sprinting for his life?

Emerie pulled on her makeshift reins, trying to halt him.

“Ingram, slow down.” She cringed when she was slapped in the face by a leafy branch, unable to avoid it. When he didn’t slow, she attempted to soothe him by patting his neck. “Hey, it’s okay. Calm down.”

“You said you are easily harmed. I am taking you away from the danger.”

Oh.Her lips parted in surprise, then she almost laughed. She didn’t have the heart to tell him he was putting her in potential danger by going this fast.

The wind was cutting through her clothing and whipping her hair over her shoulders. She held on tight to prevent him from accidentally tossing her off.

When she almost got bitch slapped by another branch, this one intending to cut her head right off, she ducked to get to his level. Shuffling back and laying flush against him, she gripped his horns and kept her head down to stay below their tips, since he avoided everything that was low enough to be near his horn height.

He’ll settle when he’s ready.When he knew for certain they were safe.Hopefully he’s going west.

Emerie didn’t know how long Ingram ran for. An hour, maybe two? All she knew was that he’d travelled a great distance, and it was unlikely the guild would be able to catch up to them again.

However, something pink in the corner of her eye caught her attention. She sat up and pulled on his horns at the same time, jerking him into a weird stumble.

“Wait, stop! I see berries!” she yelled.

Whether it was in reaction to her shout after hours of silence, or her sudden yank, Ingram finally halted. He stopped so suddenly he threw her forward and Emerie flailed helplessly as she flew through the air.

“Oh SHIIIT!”she squealed, as she crossed her arms protectively over her head.

An arm caught her around the waist, right before she went headfirst into a fucking tree. With her heart nearly in her throat, she looked back and found orange orbs glowing down at her.

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