Escape

I watched as his shoulders froze, looking at me like he could not believe that I would say that. “Don’t test me Anya” He growled.

“No. I think you should not be testing Ronan when..” I heard the sound bounce off the wall before I could even complete my words.

It took me a while, as I looked back at him, clutching face.

The look on his face told me all I needed to know. He too was shocked.

“You… you hit me” I blinked, watching the shocked reaction on his face turn into indifference.

“And? You should have just listened to me, you bitch” He snarled, looking at me.

I looked behind him to find an absolutely angry looking Ronan.

I opened my mouth, wanting to say something but he used his fingers to make a shushing sound.

“I would never hurt you, intentionally, you know that” Ethan sighed, unaware of the crazy looking Ronan behind him. “But lately? You have been pushing me to the wall, just like your pathetic parents and…” That was enough for Ronan apparently because he jumped in, grabbing Ethan by the neck, giving him no time to breathe when dug his claws through Ethan’s chest.

My mouth fell open, wanting to scream out bloody murder but my voice thought it was the perfect time to disappear.

I looked back at Ronan, not believing my eyes. Ronan looked at me with conflicting eyes before he looked back at Ethan. “Why don’t we take this outside” He said, a dark smile on his face as he spoke.

I shivered, my mouth going dry at the sight in front of me Ethan looked mortified, like he could not believe that a hand had gone right through his chest. He looked up, trembling as he tried to speak, but Ronan did not give him the time to say anything as he tossed over his shoulder like he was some rag doll and left the room, slamming the door.

I sat, the fear tightening my stomach more than I would have liked to admit. “I just… he…” I looked at the pool of blood that sat on the floor, contrasting the white polished floors.

I swallowed, trying to swallow the urge to throw up my non-existent food on the floor.

I sat for what felt like hours, the air starting to get colder when the door opened again. It was a middle aged woman who looked like she wanted nothing than to have a goo sleep.

She looked up at me first, smiling before she leaned down to clean the pool of blood on the floor.

‘She might be it’ I thought, standing up from the bed, my legs felt weak from not using it for a while but I moved. ‘Anything was better than staying here’ I thought, my mind drifting back to the image of him driving his hands through Ethan’s chest.

What if he found out that I was a witch?’ I  felt my breath hitch at the thought, sweat forming on my forehead.

“Hi" I said softly, tapping the woman.

She jumped, looking at me like i was a ghost.

“I am… I am sorry” I rushed to apologize, looking at the woman as my own chest tightened.

“I just.. I need help” I said softly, looking at the door as though he was going to come back any minute to take me too.

Her brows scrunched up in confusion before she shook her head and went back to cleaning.

“Please.” I said, grabbing on to her clothes as I continued to beg. “he will kill me if he finds me here, I just..”

“The Alpha would have my head if he caught me talking to you” She finally said, prying my hands off of her. “Please. I have mouths to feed and a four month old pup” She said, the look in her eyes screaming to get the fuck away from her.

I nodded, going back to bed and keeping shut.

I watched as she cleaned it quietly, my heart racing as I desperately wanted for her to leave. ‘I could not stay here’ I thought, the crazy look in his eyes flashing through my mind as I watched the woman leave.

Just she did when she entered, she nodded, holding my gaze a little before leaving.

As soon as I was alone, I let out a breath. Holding my breath to listen around when i felt it.

There was a stinging from my mark. Not enough to make me grunt in pain, but just enough to make me understand that something was happening to Ethan.

I stood up, walking to the same window that Ethan had entered the room through, and I ran.

I did not look back. I dared not. Not with the thought that he could have very much been following me. I ran till I felt my lungs threaten to give out. I closed my eyes, trying to focus on getting my self out of here but nothing seemed to work.

I blinked “Please, just fucking please” I whisper-yelled, looking at the sky. “Just a little bit of magic to get me out of here and…” I was cut of by a growl behind me, causing the hairs on my body to stand, but I did not stop. I could not. Not when I could sense that the pack border was close by.

“I just… “ I took in a huge breath. It was getting increasingly difficult to run. My lungs screamed for me to stop, my heart threatened to give out if i did not.

“Almost” I said, getting closer. Before I could take another step, I felt a shove, knocking me off my feet. I screamed, my throat burning as I did but I was quick to get back on my feet. Or at least I tried to.

I hissed, pain shooting up my spine as I tried to stand up. A growl cut me off from my pain filled moment and I turned, looking into the eyes of a wolf who looked few seconds away from going feral and something told me that it was a very much displeased Ronan…