Chapter 2 2

Phoebe~~

One of them logged towards me instantly, but my wolf snapped hastily and I couldn't control my transformation at that point. I let out a menacing growl with my maw facing the roof, and as I noticed they were also about to transform, I slammed my paw so hard on the tiled floor and kicked off before they could process it.

I didn't stop running, but even jumped past heights I didn't know existed around me. I passed through people, grunting, even with the fear of being caught.

For the first time since I transformed, I jumped over a high fence and landed on a bare floor. My paws brushed the sand as I kept running without having a destination in mind.

I didn't feel tired, and neither did I think of stopping. Even when I heard some noises from behind, I didn't bother turning around, rather I took another route.

After a long run, I transformed amid the race and tumbled around only to find myself rolling down a valley.

‘Oh fuck! This hurts so bad.’ I gnashed my teeth and then stopped.

Taking a deep breath, I noticed that I had been stopped by someone's feet. My eyes almost popped out of my forehead and I forced myself to stand.

With the boot I saw, I thought it would be Knox, but even before I could stand straight, this man grabbed me by my neck and jerked me up to the sky.

I struggled to be free. My throat hurt and I was losing my breath. I felt strangled and feared I would take my last breath, but he suddenly let me be and I dropped heavily on the floor again.

My heart raced. I couldn't feel my bones anymore.

“This would be your end, lady…” I heard him say and quickly raised my face.

I shook my head, pointing fingers at him, "What's that? Who the fuck are you?”

There was no way Knox sent them to kill me when he could do that himself right? If he wanted me dead, he would have thrown me into that furnace or massacred me himself.

No! He didn't change his mind because I escaped from his club. Even if he had known, how fast was he to have sent one of his men over already?

“Wait!” I screamed as the man unsheathed the tanto knife. “Listen to me, please. I didn't mean to leave. I only…

He raised his hand to the air, ready to stab me hard and I shut my eyes in fear.

Heaven knew that I lost my soul at that moment. I forgot how to breathe too, and was only waiting to feel the intense pain that would swell in me.

I waited, counted myself as dead, but nothing happened.

My fingers moved. I slowly opened my eyes to find the man lying on the floor with blood pumping out from the side of his neck.

I wiped my forehead, trying to move closer, but it seemed as though my feet got glued to the floor.

‘Who killed him? How did it happen?’ I thought, but my wolf whimpered continuously. ‘Is there anyone else here?’ I began looking around, knowing so well that whoever was around was mighty for my wolf to whimper.

I finally was able to turn but a scream escaped my lips unknowingly, and my heart flipped to my throat. I lost my balance and almost fell, yet he grabbed my hand and pulled me closer.

Staring at his fierce and cold gaze, I knew this was my end. How was I going to escape when he came for me and even killed the man there? So he didn't send him?

I couldn't stand the torment of watching his darkened face, but passed out in his arms.

…

The sound of a lighter being turned open and closed kept ringing in my ears. I couldn't fathom if it was in my dream or not, whether I was alive or in the afterlife, but I seemed to be searching for where the sound came from.

It continued, as though it was for me, while I struggled to understand what was happening and where I was.

Finally, I was able to open my eyes, but my vision was so blurry that I couldn't see anything. I also felt a strong pain on my head that made me wince slightly, while sniffing.

“Open those eyes if you're awake.”

That voice…

Where was it coming from?

I blinked repeatedly to get rid of the blur that lingered in my eyes, and when I saw his face, my breath caught up immediately.

“Knox?!” I wasn't sure if he heard me mention his name, but I really did. Then I recalled what happened, how I escaped the club and ended up almost killed by some strange man, but he showed up and saved me. “Lie! He didn't save me. He only didn't want me to be killed by another man.” I kept talking to myself.

Again, I met his eyes and he managed to scoff.

“It's good that you know that, so have it in mind that your life belongs to me.” he uttered with a smug tugged at the corner of his lips.

I was pushed to spit at him but I swallowed my anger, "You're not the moon goddess…”

“I don't worship that thing you call a goddess.” he snapped at me and stood up. “Anyways, I didn't bring you back to play games.”

How did the man who smiled and joked with me change so easily? I could easily swear that this wasn't the man who spent days with me, laughing, sharing memories together.

He was never this cold, and his smiles were always pure and innocent. He served my brother with utmost effort and I admired him so much that I didn't care about the nine years age difference but fell for him.

“You hurt my person, and you think I'm going to let it slide? Do you know what I lost last night because of you?" This time, the his tone showed how brutal he was and how he had no happiness in him.

He opened the lighter again, shut it back, opened it this time and turned it on.

I watched as the little fire in it was burning, but his eyes were pinned on me…not with desire, but pure hatred. He could shoot me to death with those eyes, and just imagining how that man was bleeding in the woods, my body hair stood.

As he turned the lighter off and shut it again, his authoritative voice roared in my ears, one I didn't know he heard all these years…

“Strip!!”

His eyes sparkled golden and then back to normal.

My mind spun upon hearing that word.

He didn't repeat himself, but his cold gaze on me did.

What happened to the man that would make love to me until I smelled like him? That man who undressed me in the most sexual way?

“Knox, what if I don't?” I didnt even realise when I asked that question, but all I could tell was that being fucked by him with the hatred that had grown in me for him already, was one thing I didnt want to taste.

I swear, I saw a devilish smile across his face, and then he responded…

“If you don't, then I can do that for you.”