Re: Penthouse Level: 12:00 am
Ella had been carefully backing up the stairs, and she'd made it up six steps toward the roof. She was feeling safer now. Yes, safer. The Beast didn't seem to notice she existed, and she ignored the small pang of undefined feeling that stirred within her. Or, rather, she tried to. It was during this trying that Vlad lunged toward her, and she stumbled back on the stairs just as he reached her. His fangs were sharp and very close, and his hands were on her now, and she did the only thing she could do.
She yelled and yelled and yelled and yelled, as she tried to find her footing again on the steps, tears of fear streaming down her cheeks. The sound coming from her was one of pure fear, and the scent of that fear even overpowered the scent of roses that was a constant with her recently.