/-Zara-/

I glanced at the wall-clock in the room, and it was just a few minutes past midnight. Why did Draven want me to get dressed?

"Where… are we going?" I asked, almost stuttering.

"Don't ask questions. Just be a submissive sacrifice and get dressed." He said, his tone icy.

Sacrifice?

My heart throbbed loudly at an uncontrolled speed at his utterance. This was it. He was going to kill me— maybe in some lonely woods… out of the sight of anyone else.

I stood there— static, and ...