“Are you going to be smart and keep your mouth shut when I remove my hand?” he asks.
I manage to give a small nod. He lets me go and backs away a little. I take a good look at him. He was probably in his forties. He was very huge and muscular, I could barely reach his chest. He was bald and had a black short beard. His brown eyes were looking down at me in disgust.
“I heard your little confession to alpha Klaus in the back yard about what your father did. And let me tell you that that was a very stupid thing you did little girl” he said sarcastically.
“What’s it to you? You weren’t involved in what happened?” I whispered.
“It’s true I wasn’t, but somethings are better left unspoken, don’t you think? I happen to know that you also lied to alpha Klaus about how you really knew about the whole thing” he said tauntingly.
No way. How the hell does he know that? Does he know I was their sex slave? I wipe the shock from my face quickly and fake confusion “I don’t know what you are talking about”
“you’re not going to start lying to me now, are you little girl?” he said with a smile before reaching into his leather jacket’s inner pocket, and pulling out a sharp hunting knife.
I stare at the knife in his hand in fear. I don’t dare to open my mouth.
“That’s what I thought. I know what you were to the old alpha and beta, and I also know that you know more than you are letting on. So tell me, what else did alpha Grey tell you whenever he couldn’t control his drunk mouth?” he twirls the knife in his hand playfully waiting for my response. I try to reason with him “Look, alpha Grey used to get drunk a lot, but he was only too dunk one time when he told me about my father and that’s it. He never got that kind of drunk again, I swear”
He seemed to consider my answer for a minute before saying “well, I believe you. However, on the off chance that you might remember something later and decide to go open your mouth to alpha Klaus, I am afraid I have no choice but to kill you”
He lunges at me so fast I barely have time to move. I stifle a cry as his knife cuts me in my upper arm. I hold the wound and look at him in dread. The son of a bitch was smiling at me.
Ok. I am going to die. He was ten times stronger than me, not to mention the knife he was holding in his hand. I was useless and weak, I didn’t stand a chance against him.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my glass water bottle on the table. I didn’t stop to think, my body was acting on its own accord. I took two steps toward the table and started throwing all my books at his face. He was struggling for a few seconds to block them, which gave me my very short window. I reached for the bottle, smashed it on the table to get the sharp edges to stand out, and stabbed the hand that was holding the knife, just below his wrist. He snarled in pain as I twisted my hand to deepen the cut. Just like alpha Klaus was shocked when I attacked him yesterday in the woods, this man didn’t expect me to fight back too, I could tell. I wasn’t expecting myself to fight either. I barely had control over my body. Suddenly, the alpha’s command rang inside my head loud and clear, and I understood what was happening.
“You will not kill or hurt yourself without my permission. You will not let yourself be killed or die without fighting with all your strength until your last breath”
The man spit out in anger “I have to give it to you, I wasn’t expecting you to fight at all. Now I see why the alpha and beta loved to make you break, you’re a feisty little thing”
He kicked me with his leg on my stomach so hard, I fell backwards hitting the back of my head against the rock wall. A surge of pain exploded in both my stomach and head. I felt a trickle of blood sliding down my neck. My head was ringing loudly. He came at me again, and I threw the bottle I was still holding in my hand at his head, and dived towards my cot. It smashed into a million pieces without causing anything to him. I was about to get up and head for the door, when he grabbed my neck with both hands and threw me to the ground, right where the pieces of glass were scattered. I felt the shards cut into my back. I tried to scream in an attempt to save myself, but he was chocking the life out of me with his bare hands, I couldn’t make a sound. I clawed at his hands trying to break free, but failed miserably. I tried to gauge his eyes out, but my hands could barely reach his upper arms. I was struggling for air, and about to give up, when I noticed a big shard of glass next to my head. I took it and stabbed him with it in his shoulder.
The bastard didn’t loosen his grip, on the opposite, he tightened it even more. I felt my unconsciousness creeping in, and I wanted to give in to it, but my commanded mind and body refused to let me go without one last attempt with the last breath I had in me.
I removed the shard from his shoulder and stabbed him in one of his hands so hard, the shard came out the other side and cut my neck a little.
He howled in pain and finally loosened his grip. I punched his jaw and got up from under him coughing and trying to catch my breath, while trying to reach for the door.
Before I could touch the handle, the man turned me to him and shoved me against the wall next to the door. Before I could figure out my next move, he thrust the hunting knife deep into the middle of my chest. I couldn’t scream from the pain I felt. I tried to take a small breath, and it sent a deep wave of pain inside me.
“It was fun killing you, little girl. Thanks for making it a little challenging” the man whispered in my ear, before opening the door, and closing it behind him.
I collapsed on the floor, with my back against the wall. I tried to make a sound, but nothing was coming out of me. It was getting harder to breath by the second.
Ok, I fought till my last breath, just like I was commanded to do. There was nothing left to save anymore. The knife was embedded deep in my chest, puncturing my lungs and probably piercing my heart. My vision was getting darker and darker. I could feel my last breath coming out of me, as my right hand automatically reached the door handle and opened it. My hand fell down, and I extended it out into the dark corridor. That was my last move along with my last breath before passing out.
Klaus’s POV
A very loud crash interrupted my heated conversation with Joseph. I turned around and saw a very shocked Ella staring at us. The loud crash was caused by the bottle of wine she must have dropped on the floor.
I get up and start walking towards her to make sure she is okay, when she suddenly flinches away into the corner and hides her face behind her shaking hands.
“I’m sorry alpha, please don’t hurt me. It slipped from my hands” she begged in a shaky voice.
Hurt her? Why the hell would I do that?
“Why would I hurt you for breaking a bottle of wine Ella? What kind of monster do you think I am?” I asked angrily.
She kept staring at me through her shaky fingers. It became clear to me, she was expecting to be hurt because such actions were taken by her old alpha. My blood boiled in rage. How many times has the bastard mistreated her like this?
Joseph walked over and stood next to me and said gently “Ella, please calm down. No one is going to hurt you here. We are nothing like your old alpha and beta. It’s okay, It was just a bottle of wine” he seemed to come to the same conclusion I just did.
She lowered her hands, but the great fear she was showing in her eyes did not lessen. She was on the brink of breaking down, but barely held herself together. She was terrified of something other than the broken bottle.
Joseph knelt down and said gently “Ok, let me help you clean this up, you’ve been through enough today”
She stopped him before he began and started collecting the shards herself, and said while avoiding our eyes “No, it’s ok beta, I am fine I will clean this myself” she tried to appear calm, but it was just a mask, I could tell.
I stared at her for a few seconds, analyzing the situation from the beginning.
She got up from the table to get the wine for us and when she got back, she was freaked out enough to drop the bottle. I didn’t notice when she came back into the kitchen, but something tells me she had been there for enough time to hear part of my conversation with Joseph.
My heart skipped a beat. She was terrified because she knows something. Did she lie about knowing the servant?
“Ok, I am full. What about you Joseph?” I gave him a nod to follow my lead.
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