Danger

Chapter 11

Charlie

Someone was in my room, on top of me, don’t panic Charlie, at least not yet. Just breathe deep breaths. Calm down, you can get out of this.

How the hell did he get in? I try to think back. When Riley left, she closed the door. Then I realized. I hadn’t locked it. How fucking stupid. I was like a momma bear with Riley’s safety. I guess not so much with myself, shit.

My eyes lifted and as clear as day I saw it was Legolas, his pointy Elvin ears gave him away. Wearing a balaclava wasn’t really helping him. For a moment, I was scared. What would he do to me, in the back of my mind I knew, but denial and anger kept pushing the disturbing thought away? Was he the one who attacked Riley? The son of a bitch tried to rape her, the bastard would pay for that and any other unwilling females he raped or tried to rape.

He bends close to my ears and whispers.

“If you scream, I will kill you bitch, you got that,” he says, brandishing a long jagged blade across my cheeks for emphasis. I swallowed the lump in my throat. I would be an idiot not to be scared abilities and all.

His black eyes pierce me with a look, understanding I nod.

Slowly, he removes his hand from my mouth.

“What do you want,” I whispered.

“You know what I want, what I’ve wanted ever since you got here, now I going to take it.” He smiles, and I see the evil gleam in his eyes. I temper the need to kill, to ripe his throat out, sink into his meaty flesh and watch as his blood coat my tongue.

I blink, holy hell, since when did I become so bloodthirsty. What the hell was wrong with me, I could practically feel the tinge of his blood dripping on my lips. I close my eyes to control my thoughts.

I cried out as another excruciating pain grips me, my back arches of the bed, bucking Legolas off my body for a quick second, with the impact of my bones snapping. The idiot either didn’t notice that my hands had formed into claws or he refused to believe what he saw as real. He dismisses what his eyes told him, then he jumps back on me. This time, he climbs higher up my body, blocking the air from my chest.

“Stupid bitch, I told you to be silent, now you going to pay for not listening,” He sneers then slaps me with the back of his hand, hard. My entire body twist with the pain and the left side of my face goes numb. The bastard actually hit me. The fucker put his hands on me. Fuck if he would die for that.

The asshole tears off my tank and panties in his attempt to get me naked. I tried to push him off. That was the last thing I remembered before all hell breaks loose.

Naja

“Charlotte,” I jolt from the bed as if being chased by hell hounds. Fuck, she was in danger. Quickly, I got dressed, grabbing my phone from the charger.

I dial the number that was printed in my head from the constant updates I demanded. It rings two times, frustrated I pace the length of my room.

“Pick up you asshole,” I shout into the phone. Instantly, a sleepy voice whispers.

“Alpha,” without preamble I shout

  “GET TO HER, SHE IS IN DANGER, GO NOW,” I command.