I gulped nervously and took a step back towards the window. Tom slammed the bedroom door shut behind him and slowly shuffled towards me. He hasn’t took his eyes off me, and he is hungrily eyeing me up and down. His jet-black hair was now shoulder-length, and it looked dank and greasy. His eyes had a yellowish tint to them, and his skin was tinged with dirt and grime. His clothes hung off him, and they were all ripped and filthy whilst the smell of stale alcohol and body odour filled the room.
“Tom, what are you doing here? You’re supposed to be in the Valley of the Outcasts,” I stammered in shock.
I could feel my heart beating in my chest, and my blood rushing through my ears. The hairs on the back of my neck and my arms have now stood up, and my skin grew noticeably colder.
“Yes, I know. But clearly, I am not, I am here, with you. Do you really think I would stay there, like a good little boy? I’ve got one more job to do. Then I’m quite happy to either go back to exile or be killed,” he smirked.
“One more job?” I repeated, dreading his answer.
Right now, I was all alone with Tom in my bedroom. Hannah was downstairs by the pool, Xavier was still on his way back here from wherever he was, and all the Warriors were upstairs working or outside protecting the boundary line.
“Yes. One last job, which is to kill you!” Tom sneered. “If you hadn’t had bonded with me, then none of us would be in this position. This is all your fault! Plus, you’re the perfect revenge tool that I need to get to Xavier.”
“How did you get into the grounds?” I asked, confused. “The grounds are surrounded by our Warriors.”
“I found a gap in their wall of defence. Plus, my current stench masks my wolf’s odour. I may be weak, but I’m not stupid. Now, it’s time to finish this once and for all!” Tom roared.
He ran at me, and I quickly fled into my closet, slamming the door behind me. Realising my mistake and that Tom had now backed me into an unescapable room, I heard him crash into the closet behind me. I felt large hairy hands coming from behind me and covering my mouth and nose with some sort of dirty rag. The air suddenly disappeared, and my lungs no longer filled with air. A sickly chemical smell filled my lungs instead, and I could feel my body getting hotter, and my head feeling heavier. The more I tried to prise off Tom’s hands from my face, the more he tightened his grip. I could feel the sting of tears in the corner of my eyes as I desperately tried to fight off Tom and find a source of oxygen.
I could feel my legs going numb, and my eyes beginning to roll in my head before the darkness finally enveloped me.
I watched as Leah’s body slumped to the floor in a crumpled heap.
That girl does put up some good fights, I smirked to myself.
She wasn’t dead, just out for the cold. Finding chloroform in the back of the pharmaceutical lab was a hidden gem in disguise. I could now take her to my secret location until I decided what to do with her. Taking her awake would be too much of a risk.
Do I really want to kill her or just significantly harm her? I don’t feel anything towards her, so why do I feel so guilty?
I bent down and rolled Leah onto her back. She doesn’t make any noise or any form of movement. I curled my mouth into a smile, and I knelt beside her. I pushed her top back up towards her neck to reveal her polka dot bikini, encasing two perfectly round breasts. I ran my...