A Justified Kill (7 page)

“Where
’
d you come from?” Gerald’
s words were
slurred, openly
ogling
her full breasts.

She
had the ability to alter her face, unfortunately
not her body
. W
hile her face looked young
,
her body was that of a grown
young
woman. Amber sucked in a
n agitated
deep breath and regretted doing so when his stench
and high level of testosterone
hit her again. He
thought he was being
inconspicuous,
but she could see
him inching
forward
, moving slowly closer towards her.
It was obvious
h
e was trying to get within
reach
so he could reach ou
t and grab her. Her wolf pushed
, wishing he would lay a hand on her so she could tear him apart. Menta
lly telling herself she had to calm down. The
goal was to
get the girl out
safely
not to rip the man to shreds, sh
e wasn’t there to kill anyone. So, s
he moved away
,
subtly looking around the camp, but remaining aw
are of Gerald at the same time.

Feigning innocence of the dangers around her, she rambled on
, trying to act and speak
like a
typical teenager would.
She pointed to
wards the side of the mountain
where the other campsites were located
and began rambling
.
“This is our first time camping
up
here.
My parents are
over
there a little ways
.
”
She found it hard
to appear as if she had no clue and was an innocent teenage girl,
especially since she had never been a
typical teen.

His campsite was deeper in the woods
, away from all the other sites
. Jogging and hiking was her way of scoping out an area when
ever she came to a new place. Doing so usually made her
completely aware of her surroundings
. She
wanted to kick herself for not
exploring
further into the woods, for not find
ing this site
sooner.

A noise from the tent made Gerald whip his head around. Amber
reacted immediately and
took
advantage of
the diversion
.
S
tepping forward with her left foot, swiveling her hip, she brought her right leg around. Leaning her body forward slightly, her round house kick
was swift and
the top of her foot
made a solid connecting thump w
ith the side of his face.
She knew h
e never saw it coming.
Gerald’s head snapped sideways and he landed on the ground in a heap, out cold.

Rushing towards the tent and
pulling
the flap open, she
peered inside. A young girl around
sixteen
years old
was cowering in the corner, trying her best to cover her nakedness by rolling into the fe
tal position. She was blindfolded and gagged. The girl’s hands were bound above her head with duct tape a
nd an extremely short chain
was
wrapped
crudely
around her wrist
, cutting into her skin.
S
he couldn’t get away because
he had pounded a ca
st iron stake through the chain
,
the
tent floor
and into the ground. There was no way the girl could escape without help.
  

Amber
’s stomach heaved at the thought of the things this man had
done
and
she
wanted to throw up
again.
Cuts and b
ruises on the girl’s back, buttocks and thighs were
proof
of what abuse
Gerald
had
subjected her to.
Amber’s body began trembling with rage. Stepping
forward
without thinking,
she touched the girls should
er.
When the girl
screamed into her gag and began thrashing her body around
. It hadn’t occurred to Amber that the girl had not heard her talking to Gerald. She moved
away
and spoke softly,
“I’m not going to hurt you.
Do you understand?
”
She knew the girl was probably in shock
and
would fight
if she didn’t calm her down and make her u
nderstand
she was
there to help
.

At the sound of a woman’s voice
addressing her
, the girl stopped
her panicked thrashing and she
urgently
turned her unseeing face
when she heard the voice speaking again
, but she continued whimpering
.

“I’m going to
get you outta here.”
Amber moved closer with her hand outstretched, but didn’t try to touch her again.
“I’m going to have to touch you, okay?”

When the
girl
gave a hesitant nod
Amber
moved in
,
pulling th
e blindfold from around her head and the gag away
from
her mouth. The girl began sobbing
. Her entire body trembled in fear, wracked with pain.
With a terri
fied look on her face she stared
over Amber’s shoulder
at the tent entrance
and back to her
face several times
, whispering in a hoarse
voice.
“Hurry
,
he
’
ll come back!
”

“
It’s okay
, I knocked him out, but we
do
have to hurry.
” When the girl
kept squirming Amber grabbed her hands
in a firm hold
to still her
frantic
movement
s
. “
I can’t
free
your hands if you keep moving around.” Amber was growing frustrated the more she rushed
to get her lose
. Her s
tomach was rolling and
her eyes
were
blurring again.
Knowing it was too early for the change, but if
for some odd reason
it happened, she didn’t want the girl to fall victim to her uncontrollable blood lust.

Amber stood and grabbed the
stake
.
With a grunt, she used her legs and ripped the two foot long pole out of the ground with ease.
Slipping the chain from around her wrist, Amber looked around and saw the
bowie
knife on the small table by the entrance of the tent. Turning back to the girl she cut through th
e duct tape, freeing her wrist. The stake, chain and duct tape was tossed aside.

The girl h
ad stopped moving and was
staring at her with wide eye
s
.
“How
did you do that
?”

Amber gave her a weak smile, shrugging.
The
girl had probably tried to remove the stake
herself without any luck
and wondered how she
had been able to pull it out
. Sh
e could blame it on adrenaline, or suggest that
maybe
she had loosened it for her. It didn’t matter. What mattered was getting the girl to safety and away from this hell hole.
She motioned towards the flap.

Grabbing one of the
grungy shirts
from
the floor of the tent,
Amber offered it to her so she could
cover up.

“I would rather be naked than have anything of his touching me again.”
The girl
shuddered
, shaking her head
with tearful disgust.

Amber nodded
. W
ith
her hand touching her shoulder she urged her forward
and rushed them
out of th
e tent.

Looking around the camp, the girl spotted where
Gerald
lay
in
a lifeless
heap on the ground
.
Even though her body hurt and she ran a bit stiffly,
she
rushed over
and kicked him in the face and belly a couple times before
being pulled away
.

Amber
completely
understood her rage
and
wished she could allow her
to kick the shit out of the bastard
, but she had to get her out of the campsite in case
her kicks jarred him from unconsciousness. She
didn’t
think it would be a good idea for her to have to
kill
Gerald
with the girl as a witness.

“
We might be in trouble if he wakes up.
Come on, w
e have to go.
” Amber
urged while she
stared down at Gerald for a moment before turning
away, noticing that the
girl was
glaring
at
his prone form w
ith hatred. “You have t
o remember what he looks like.
Do you understand?”
The girl looked back
at her with a frown
.
“You may have to identify him as your attacker.”
Amber wasn’t sure if she understood
.