“You’re playing with fire, Amelia.” His taunting voice echoed against the trunks of trees. “And? What if I like fire?” As his reply I received a low growl so low I thought I barley heard it. Taking that as my chance I ran at full speed, dashing through trees trying to get away from Max’s predator like figure. He was right though I was playing with fire and I made it my goal not to get burned.