Chapter 79: Knife 3

My senses focused as the footsteps slowed down. Stalking. I clutched the knife tighter as I swallowed.

... I was dehydrated...

Stop worrying about yourself! Focus!

A figure jolted in the doorway. I froze for a second, Sage groaned in my mind. They came closer and I caught sight of his face.

... Benlyam...

"Violet?" his deep voice asked. He reached out for me and my free hand wrapped around my stomach protectively.

"Get a-away!" I screamed at him. My voice cracked and my tonsils strained. That hurt but I ignored the pain and jolted the knife put as a warning.

His eyes flashed pure pain. He saw my arm around my stomach and bit his lips.

"Violet, calm down, honey." He spoke calmly as he inched towards me.

"Get!" I warned again and went to lightly reach for my arm but I slashed his hand. He hissed and pulled back, a small, thin blood trail on his hand.

"Honey," he strained, "put down the knife. I'm not going to hurt you," he pleaded.

He went to grab the knife and I grunted, trying to hit him again but he knocked the knife out of my hand and it clinked on the ground.

No! No!

I bit my lip as I looked at him with wide, fearful eyes.

"Violet, come-" he kneeled down to me so he would appear less intimidating, "just come here, honey. I'm not going to hurt you. I want to help."

... He already hurt me...

Numerous times too! He slapped me, choked me, belittled me, and cut me with his claws!

... Get the fuck away!...

He shut his eyes and rubbed his temple. "Violet…" he went to grab my arm from my stomach and I scooted back, repulsive.

"Don't touch m-my baby!" I screeched at him, my tonsils felt like snapping.

His mouth dropped open at 'my baby'. The next moment happened so fast.

Benlyam reached out to grab my body and I screamed so loud that my voice cut off. My nails elongated into claws and I scratched at his arms as he grabbed me. He instinctively growled in response to the marks.

He pulled my chest to his as I kept marking him. He picked me up and I made sure to keep an arm around my stomach at all times. He started walking out and grabbed my wrists to stop clawing at him because I was hurting myself.

I silently gasped when he gently grabbed me, he came in direct contact with my open cicatrices.

"Fuck," he swore and I flinched as I struggled against him. I was light-headed, I was tired. "Violet, stop it!" he scolded me gently.

He was walking quickly and I kept pushing against him but he held me steady. He briskly left the building and direct sunlight shined on me. I clasped my eyes together as I whimpered against Benlyam.

I pulled on my wrist in his hand and he pulled it back up lightly, he was making sure I wouldn't get hurt. Jokes on him, I already hurt myself in the process.

He yelled out some orders and tears started to cloud my vision. I was placed in the back of a van and the doors immediately closed and I crawled out of Benlyam's lap. He grabbed my hips to pull me back and I cried out.

... He did claw me, I didn't imagine that!...

He grabbed me in the exact spot where I was injured.

"Violet, I didn't touch you," he murmured as he carefully pulled me up and my eyes landed on two female figures in scrubs. One looked familiar but I couldn't put a name to her. I crawled back and was met with the door.

I felt claustrophobic as they neared me with their hands raised. There was no way out. My arms wrapped around my bump as tears clouded my eyes.

"P-please don't h-hurt m-my b-baby!" I pleaded, my voice was so broken, I could barely hear myself.

"Shh, Violet. They won't hurt you," Benlyam whispered to me as he went to reach for me but I shrunk back.

I was more concerned about covering my stomach than my exposed breasts. I frantically looked at the two women. The familiar one nodded.

They came closer and I had nowhere else to go, nothing else to do. They lightly grabbed me and put some water to my lips. I sobbed as they started to treat some of my wounds. I wanted to keep my hand around my belly but they wanted to help Alpha's label.

My head spun. I was too overwhelmed. I was tired and starved and tortured.

My eyes rolled back as my body started to fall. I heard Benlyam shout my name right before I slipped completely. Maybe this is how I die.

... I'm sorry baby. I would've given you everything...