Raven Hallwood pulled on her black, jean shorts, finished buttoning up her blue and black checkered shirt, then pulled on her brown cowboy boots before she looked into her mirror. Her black curly hair fell in ribbons down her shoulders to the middle of her chest and her deep green eyes shining with happy light, pink, soft lips curved up in a friendly smile. Her sun-kissed skin was flawless and her Texan heritage showed clearly through her western-styled choice of clothing, noticed easily by the country twang in her voice that made her sound all the cuter. Ravenâ€™s body was toned and her perfect curves showed clearly through her tight clothes.<br/><br/>Running down the wooden stairs of her fatherâ€™s two story, large house before she skipped to the front door. Opening one of the two doors, she stepped out onto the front porch. â€œRaven! Where are you going?â€ her fatherâ€™s deep voice boomed as he walked out behind her. Groaning softly, she turned to look at him with a slightly annoyed look. â€œDad. Iâ€™m going out for a ride. I will be back by lunch time I promise,â€ she said sweetly with a smile that softened up her fatherâ€™s eyes as he looked at his beautiful daughter. â€œVery well. Just be careful out there. You know they wouldnâ€™t hesitate to take you from me, dear.â€ her father said concerned as he brushed her angled bangs away from her bright green eyes.<br/><br/>Raven nodded and placed a gentle kiss on her fatherâ€™s cheek before she quickly stepped down the stairs and into the green grass. Running over to the barn, she opened it up and brought out her beautiful black mare, already saddled up and ready for the ride. Swinging her leg over the side of the mare once she had her foot in a stirrup, she tapped her foot against her mareâ€™s flank before it took off at a run out of the barn. Riding for a long hour, she brought her horse from a trot to a walk as she heard a truck coming along the dirt road. Looking over her shoulder, she pulled her horse to a stop as the truck slowed next to her. â€œAre you Ms. Hallwood?â€ a man asked with a soft smile as he leaned out of the car window. Raven looked at him suspiciously as she decided whether to answer or not. â€œYes. Why?â€ she said hesitantly before asking.<br/><br/>Suddenly three big men stepped out of the back of the truck, in uniform. Her mare reared up, knocking her off the back with a hard thud. Before Raven could get up, the men leapt on her and bound her up tightly before covering her mouth in a rag, tying it tightly behind her head so it would stay. A second later, a piece of cloth was held over her nose and she felt herself fall into a dark sleep.<br/><br/>As the general arrived back, he had a firm grip on a beautiful womanâ€™s arm as he dragged her stumbling form across the camp. Dragging her into a tent before he tossed her roughly into a cage then slammed the door behind her. Locking it with a silver key before he left her there and stopped by a man, grabbing his arm hard. â€œDonâ€™t let her eat or drink anything. Iâ€™m leaving you to guard her day and night. She is my prize and no one is to touch her but me,â€ he ordered before he continued on to his on tent.  Raven winced as she slowly picked up her body off of the ground. Her wrists and ankles were sore from where the rope had burned against her skin as they bound her tightly. Now free of the bonds, she used the cage bars to help herself up off the ground. Where the hell was she and what just happened?