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I jab his chest again. “Did you enjoy this? Did you like it when he touched me? Were you here all along?”
Tears blur my vision, but I keep jabbing his chest. Why is everyone doing this to me? What have I done to these people?
I sniffle. I am showing my vulnerable side to Alpha Alexander once more. This is not good. He will use it against me later.
I curl my hand into a fist and drop it by my side. My teary eyes lift to the silver globes, which are deep like an ocean on a stormy night-scary but magnetic.
“I hope you had your fun, Alpha Alexander,” I whisper under my breath before moving past him and deciding to leave his sight.
His hand wraps around my wrist, making me stop in my way. An electric jolt hits my body. His touch is like an instant cocoon of comfort and security.
No, I shouldn’t seek either of these from him, in him. That’s wrong because he will always hurt me.
“I am not done having my fun yet.” His warm breath caresses the side of my face and exposed neck. I shudder.
He tugs me into his chest. I fall against it and barely manage to plant my hands between our bodies to keep some distance.
Alpha Alexander’s stormy eyes search mine, looking for all the emotions I don’t want to show him again. His hands drop to my butt. He squeezes my flesh between his rough palms, drawing a soft moan from me.
“Watch.” He utters one husky word and leaves me there.
He stalks towards the Alpha Heir, who has regained a little of his composure because of his quick healing. Josh cranes his neck to see Alpha Alexander’s tall figure approaching him.
“You like touching women up, don’t you, Joshie?” He asks in a deadly calm tone that steals my breath.
Power radiates from Alpha Alexander’s body, enticing me to stay and watch as he wants. I tremble softly as he stops in front of Josh, and then-.
LAYLA
Alpha Alexander grabs Josh’s hair and pushes his head back. He groans but doesn’t dare to move or try to fight back.
His other hand moves towards Josh’s shoulder. He presses his fingers down on it, earning a harsh glare.
“What are you doing?” Josh snarls, shaking his head to free it.
“Touching you, Joshie.” Alpha Alexander purrs in a scary tone.
Suddenly, Alpha Alexander removes his hand from Josh’s hair and rotates his shoulder hard. He yelps, grabbing Alpha Alexander’s hand, but he is too slow.
The dominating man moves around Josh’s body and goes to his back. His arm twists at a weird angle before I hear more sounds of pain falling from his mouth.
I gaze off Josh’s face and look up at the towering figure. Alpha Alexander’s silver eyes almost deepen to a dark grey as he tugs at Josh’s arm.
Blood splatters everywhere. On Alpha Alexander’s crisp white button down under the black jacket. On his chin. On his lips. My breathing ceases. Josh curses, cries, and screams, but I can’t bring myself to look at him.
“Do you like it?” I can’t tell if Alpha Alexander is asking Josh or me. But his voice sure makes my stomach quiver. Strange sensations start in my back, reaching up to my heart and gripping it in a tight hold.
“My… My… A… Arm…” Josh screams.
My gaze travels to his dislocated arm, which is in Alpha Alexander’s hand. Horror grips my insides, making me step back involuntarily.
“Don’t move.” His commanding voice freezes my body.
He throws Josh’s arm on the floor. I instantly take my eyes off it and direct my gaze to his cold face.
Alpha Alexander doesn’t release Josh even after he has ripped his arm off. He leisurely moves to his other arm.
This time, Josh does try to fight back and show the skills of an Alpha blood, but Alpha Alexander presses his knee so hard into his shoulder blade that he can’t do anything but take it.
His other arm goes off, leaving a fountain of blood shooting everywhere. The metallic stench spreads around me. Fear paralyzes my mind, leaving me unable to do anything.
I watch, mesmerized and terrified, as Alpha Alexander throws Josh’s other arm on the floor.
“It… It’s enough. “I speak, sensing bile rising to the back of my throat.
“It’s not. “His eyes flash electric blue, a hint of his wolf pushing to the surface.
I shudder, barely keeping myself standing on my trembling legs. My heartbeat and breathing go absolutely still and soft as if my insides are betraying me.
“I…I am s…sorry. I am s…so fuck…fucking…sorry. Lay…Layla.” Josh cries out.
Instinctively, I look down at his beet-red face. His eyes are bulging out. Tears run down his cheeks while saliva drips from his parted lips. He looks absolutely pathetic and in intense agony.
My heart twists inside my chest. That’s what he did to me and he enjoyed it. Every time.
Seeing the fear in his eyes cools down a fire inside me, but at the same time, I feel like a horrible person for not feeling disgusted by the display of this violence.
I should stop this.
I need to-
My thoughts cease when Alpha Alexander jerks at Josh’s neck. His pleas stop, and his wide eyes stare back at me. My jaw hangs low while Alpha Alexander continues to jerk and twist until his head comes off his shoulder.
My breathing gets stuck in my throat. Josh’s head is in Alpha Alexander’s hands one moment, and the next, it’s rolling on the floor.
There is so much blood on the floor, on the walls, everywhere.
Josh’s headless body hits the floor hard. I jump in my spot. A scream erupts from my mouth.
“What… What did you do?” I shake my head and take a step back.
They call Alpha Alexander a beast. But before tonight, I didn’t grasp the reality of that reputation.
But now, I do. And every fiber of my being yells at me to run from him.
Alpha Alexander steps over Josh’s dead body and walks towards me. With every step he takes ahead, I instinctively take one back.
I need to be away from this Beast. He is a cold-blooded, ruthless murderer.
My back hits the wall in the corner, closing all ways of escape. I look to my right, then to my left.
“You can’t run from me.” Alpha Alexander rasps.
He is right. I can’t run from him. With his unusual speed, which is uncommon for even werewolves, he will catch me in a millisecond. And I will be in his arms after that so he can do whatever he wants with me.
My breathing speeds up. I press my palms into the cold wall behind me. Tears well in my eyes as they meet his bloodied white shirt.