Chapter 8

• Riek’s POV
• "I'm so sorry, Riek ." He falls to his knees. These words sparks rage inside me and it pulls my hand into a heavy slap on his face, the sorrow fades and revenge lines in my soul. Conri holds the spot where I slapped him still on his knees, he's quite surprised seeing me do that to him. He can't believe it from the rigidly fixed way he's staring at me, I cock my head to the left, in an authoritarian style.
• "Sorry is so useless now, I wouldn't hesitate to carry out what's in my mind when the time comes."
• "What do you mean?" His face grows stern and disgusted, he looks at me like filth but my wolf tells me it's not me he's looking as filth but my words. "How come you say that to me? You know who I am? I have murdered a lot of people who seem like a rival to me in one way or the other…."
• "Arrgghh!" Am I dreaming or actually hearing this in reality? He wanted to say more but my shock paused him, I took to my heels attempting to run out of the room, to escape when a strong and firm hand grips me, he sweeps me off my feet and throws me to the bed. I'm wearing a skimpy gown, he thrusts his finger past my pants and into my hole.
• "If you attempt to run again, I'll fuck you right to paralysis." He laughs out so loud that I shudder. His finger inside me gets me fixed to the spot, I can't move, I close my eyes. I don't know why I should feel this for a great murderer, my worst enemy. He withdraws immediately, then his face which was occupied with anger changes into a tender concern. What a fuck! Does a serial killer care for him? I fling the thought aside, is it pity I want to feel for this murderer? No, it can't be. I'd be the most foolish person on earth.
• "Conri, return me back to my pack or I'll go there myself, you'd come back one day and not find me."
• "Hahahah! You know that's not possible." I narrow my eyes as he says this. He grins slightly. "I'll find you just as I did, and I'll kill you! Hahahah!" The shock accompanying this becomes greater than any other shock I've experienced in my whole life.
• He leaves the room immediately he says this, leaving me with anxiety, I turn to scan the entire room, it's as it was before. The bags and packages are still on the floor. I rise abruptly, like something just came upon me. Do I have to believe what he's saying or not? I wonder why he just said that to me, if he means it. I remember I'm without my son, this shock made me forget that I even have one.
• "Conri! Conri! Conri!" I shout at the top of my voice hoping he will come so I can ask about my son. Now I've discovered I'm without him, my mind will know no rest till I find him in my arms, he's been my only Fridolf. I don't want him to stay where Tala is staying, I can't afford to lose him to a sister who is aimed at sinister things. Everyone thought she's missing, even my parents. She wasn't at home. No one knew she's here with Conri. I'm sure by then, she must have known him. This makes the whole case so suspicious.
• I repeat again, this time shouting louder than I had before but still no reply, I rise up and pant around the room, quite uneasy, my heartbeat accelerating so much that a very sensitive werewolf would hear it from a thousand kilometers away. I wish George would come inside the room so I can lay my complaints and questions to him but he already told me earlier that his master would not let him. I wonder if Conri takes good care of him, though he looks physically healthy, he seems so timid and withdrawn, not sociable like most guys his age are. He ought to be afraid, there's no ordinary person who wouldn't be afraid of Conri, he's a roaring lion looking for someone to devour, I just wish I could escape this place to somewhere faraway where he wouldn't be able to trace me. It's very disappointing to have a serial killer like him as a mate, I term him a serial killer from his statement where he professes to have killed so many people, his rivals, a bit of fear sets into me at his threat. He said he'd kill me if I ran away. That's the only reasonable thing to do as I can't wait here watching the face of the monster that caused my parents' murder.
• I wander around the room with nobody to talk to, nothing to do, my phone isn't with me lest I'd be fiddling with it. I'd call the police, inform them I've been kidnapped.
• No no! I have a switch of thought, that would prove most dangerous. With the few I've just seen, he has lots of money and I don't have any, it's easier for a wealthy man to have an escapade in most situations and worst of all is that he's an Alpha, the police or any other security operatives do not have authority over the serving Alpha, except when he steps down or retires, no one would even listen to me twice if I dared do this, Conri would come back to execute the worst disaster ever thought of.
• You called the cops for me! You called them to arrest me?
• I imagine him saying this, I withdraw to myself. I squeeze my legs, bending them and folding my hands over them, then my head sinks between my thighs. The door opens, I raise my head and it's Conri. I shiver, fear inside but hate outside, I don't know how to explain this combination.