Breed Me, Daddy Alpha-Chapter 289
Lyra
I swear my feet were barely even touching the ground because I was running like the devil himself was on my heels, which was basically true because Darren was behind me somewhere with blood on his dick and murder in his eyes and I was one hundred percent sure this was how people died in horror movies.
My hair was slapping my face, my lungs were trying to climb out of my chest, and my wolf was spinning in circles in my head like she was drunk on panic and adrenaline and maybe just a little bit of excitement because she was completely useless like always.
I could hear him behind me.
Oh God, I could hear him.
Not running fast like a normal angry person, no. That would have been too easy. Too merciful. He was walking. Walking like a villain in slow motion because apparently he had watched way too many action movies and wanted me to die of a heart attack before he even touched me.
"Run while you still can because when I catch you and I am going to catch you..you’re going to wish you had killed me instead of scratching me like some kind of little brat."
"Oh my God, shut up!" I screamed over my shoulder as I ran through the back door into the wood even though I couldn’t see him because I was too busy trying not to trip over a tree root and break my neck. "You’re insane You need therapy and jail and maybe an exorcism!"
He laughed. The man actually laughed like this was funny, like I was a joke, like my entire existence right now wasn’t one long panic attack with legs.
"Run faster," he shouted. "Run until those pretty little thighs start shaking. Run until you can’t breathe anymore because the second I get my hands on you, kitten, I’m going to put you on your knees the right way. You wanted to play games with me? You wanted to make me bleed? Fine. But you don’t get to run your smart mouth and think I won’t remind you exactly who you’re talking to."
"Go to hell!" I snapped, nearly slamming into a tree because I was too busy yelling to watch where I was going.
"You first!" he yelled back, and I could hear the grin in his voice like he was actually enjoying this, like this was foreplay to him, like I wasn’t about to pass out and die in the dirt. "Keep running, baby. Every step you take just means you’re going to scream louder when I finally get you. You hear me? Louder. Until the whole damn pack hears you say my name."
"I hate you!" I screamed because my chest was burning and my legs were cramping and my wolf was absolutely no help at all because she was howling in my head like she wanted him to catch us and I was seriously considering shifting just to see if four legs could save me from this disaster of a night.
"No, you don’t," Darren called back. "If you hated me, you would have said stop back there. But you didn’t, did you, kitten? No, you told me to touch you. You told me to feel you. You begged for my cock like you knew it belonged inside you. And now you want to run? No. You don’t get to run from what you started."
"Oh my God, you actually think I meant those things I said!" I yelled, shoving through a branch that smacked me across the face like even the forest was against me. "I only said that to deceive you. You fool. Now guess who has a bloody dick!
"You think I care?" Darren’s voice was getting closer now, louder, like he had finally decided to pick up the pace and murder me properly. "You think I give a damn what excuse comes out of that pretty little mouth? No, kitten. I promise you I will make sure your fucking pussy bleed!"
My legs were on fire. My lungs were clawing at my ribs. My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was shaking the ground under me.
"You hear me, Lyra?" Darren shouted, and it was so loud now it felt like he was right behind me even though I still couldn’t see him. "You better run fuckung fast. Cause the way i would fuck you!! I promise you you’ll wish for death!"
And that was the exact moment it hit me.
He was going to catch me.
And I had no idea what was going to happen when he did.
But I was running so hard I thought my lungs were going to explode when I finally tried to reach for Damon through the bond, that string in my head that always hummed when he was near. I was screaming for him in my mind so hard it hurt.
Damon, can you hear me? Please, babe, answer me. I’m in trouble. Darren’s gone crazy, I think he actually wants to kill me, he’s bleeding and he’s furious and I don’t know what he’s going to do if he catches me. Babe, please, just hear me. Please come back.
But nothing came.
It was like my own head had shut the door on me because I was too stressed to think straight, because my thoughts were everywhere, because I was dizzy and breathless and my wolf was still howling like she had lost her mind completely.
