Chapter 2 : Death Knocks

Akira's POV

“Elara!” I yell with tears rushing down my cheeks.

My sister glares at me with a nonchalant and unbothered look on her face. She leans closer to the bedside table and pours herself a glass of wine.

“Those darn guards, how dare they let you in?” Kaid sneers. He eyes me with a look of disdain.

I break down into sobs. I clutch my stomach tight and allow the tears to rush down my cheeks as I realize that the real reason why Kaid never visited was not because of pack duties, it was because he had moved on with his life and I was stupid for holding onto him.

“How could you?” I stutter, my entire body trembles in shock.

“How could I? Come on Akira, let us be realistic here. How did you expect me to wait for you for five years? I am a Man, I have to satisfy my sexual feelings.” Kaid says in a defensive tone.

I place my hand over my mouth and my eyes widen in shock at how bold he is to defend himself.

“I did it for you! I did everything for you! The reason I spent five years in prison was because of you!” I yell. I pause to run a hand through my hair in frustration and I wipe the tears off my face.

“So what? You sacrificed just five years for me. Why are you making it seem like such a big deal Akira?” Kaid yells back at me.

I sneak a glance at Elara, she carefully sips her wine with a mischievous smirk playing on her lips.

“Fix yourself in my shoes you fucking bastard! How would you feel if I was the one who cheated on you? How would you react you self-centered animal?” I growl.

Kaid looks taken aback by the sudden outburst. He clears his throat and says “I would understand Akira, I swear I would and I would be very happy most especially to see that you have moved on with your life.”

He lies, Kaid lies. No one in my situation would feel happy. It means I sacrificed five years for nothing. All those five years for me to meet a selfish ungrateful bastard.

My breathing becomes hitched. I clench my fist tight and rise to my feet. “What did I ever do to you? What did I do to deserve this Kaid? I have been loyal to you ever since we got married.”

I want an explanation, an excuse maybe. At least anything that can convince me that Kaid did not cheat on me.

“Just go back to where you came from, loser,” Elara speaks up. She pushes the duffet away from her and walks towards me with her head up high.

She reeks of so much confidence and it irritates me. How can my sister feel so unbothered about betraying me?

Has she always planned this? All those tears I saw her cry in the courtroom five years ago, were fake.

“You will fucking pay for this Elara, you will regret the day you laid your filthy hands on my man!” I snap at her.

Surprisingly, she pauses to laugh hysterically. She tucks a strand of her hair behind her ear and spills the rest of the liquid in the glass on me.

I gasp in shock as the cold substance drenches my hair and stains my prison uniform.

“Do not test me Elara, you know what I am capable of doing.” I grit my teeth in anger and fight the urge to retaliate.

I have always struggled with anger issues from the start. During my years in prison. I was able to manage my anger in the meantime.

Elara is trying to provoke me, I should not give her what she wants.

“Babe, shall I just call the guards to drag her out of the pack house? Then we can have some more fun.” Kaid squeals the last part of his statement excitedly.

Babe? Fun? I bite my lower lip to hold back the tears that threaten to fall from my eyes.

“No babe, allow me to handle her.” Elara raises a hand at Kaid and he obeys her like a lost puppet.

“What are you going to do now Akira? Your entire life is fucked up. Kaid is going to kick you out of the Red Moon pack, you will have nowhere to go then you will slowly turn into a rogue werewolf.” Elara spits out bitterly.

I clutch my chest tight and glare at Elara with anger and rage building up inside of me. I crack my knuckles and step closer to her.

“Why are you doing this?” I ask in a calm yet deadly tone.

“Because I hate your smelly guts. I always have and I always will. Just die.” Elara retorts.

My next action takes her off guard. I land my five fingers on her left cheek. Elara gasps in shock, she attempts to slap me back but I grab her by the wrist and shove her.

Elara's back collides with the wooden wardrobe. She groans in pain as I watch her slump to the floor.

Kaid jerks off the bed and rushes towards Elara with a look of concern plastered on his face.

“Are you okay?” he asks. She nods her head at me and Kaid helps her lay back on the bed.

“You, leave now before I call the guards to drag you out the same way the guards dragged you out of the courtroom room five years ago. For the sake of your dignity, leave.” He yells. I notice the tired look on Kaid's face. He looks pale and his eyes are drooping.

“How dare you mention that?” I rush towards him with full adrenaline. I expect Kaid to move out of the way but he stands still. I accidentally push him and he ends up hitting his head against the wooden wardrobe.

Kaid slumps to the floor.

“Get up you loser!” I yell at him with tears rushing down my cheeks.

Surprisingly, I do not get a response.

“Kaid,” I mutter in a low tone.

I gaze down at him and my eyes widen in shock as I watch Kaid’s body covered in blood.

I rush towards him and place my head over his chest. I try to listen to his heartbeat but I do not hear a single thing.

He is not breathing.

My shaky hands are now covered in my husband's blood.

Did I kill him?