Helanie:
I shakily turned my head and saw him. I recognized him—his gray eyes, almost bald head with just an inch of two-toned blue and blonde hair. His tall build with a hunched posture, as if he were always ready to fight.
That disgusting face returned to my memory, and my body shuddered. But the moment he started briskly making his way toward me, I realized he was different from both Kaidan and Rayden. Rayden was more secretive, but this man—he was not.
"Name's Zellu. I believe you've been looking for me," he said, breathing heavily as he reached me. He grabbed my hair in his fist, yanking me from over the table to the ground. I yelped, trying to get up, but someone kicked me from behind, and I dropped to my knees again.
I clutched my head, struggling to free my hair, but he dragged me toward the exit.
"He—" My lips were forced open when someone, who had been in the back the whole time, shoved something down my throat. I couldn't tell what it was, but it had to be an herb.
