Liv’s eyes were swollen shut, her face hurting from the beating she had taken from one of the hunters, Gage.  She’d tried escaping and when he had caught her, she had spat in his face.  Gage had repaid her with a beating like she’d never suffered before.  Her whole body felt bruised and swollen.  But worst of all was the fact that he had broken her leg and lad left it misaligned on purpose.  The leg had healed improperly, crippling Liv.  She lay in a puddle of her own blood and tears wondering if she could be so lucky as to pass out from the pain and never wake up again.  But as her weakened healing ability started repairing some of the damage to her face, she was able to open her eyes and realize there was a man standing above her.  She couldn’t see his face, but assumed it was one of the hunters ready for more.