"That marriage will only happen over my dead body!" I could tell that there was disbelief in his eyes for me daring to not agree with him, but I was not going to let him play with mine or anyone else's life just because he thought he had the power too.. Just because he got something out of it. I was disgusted with whatever compulsion Vensetsov had them under. I took a slight step backwards. "I cannot believe I actually thought that they got you into this. They brainwashed you all." With that said, I had already turned my back on him and was walking out of his office. Never in a million years would I had thought that I was going to be walking away from my home, completely disappointed in my family, completely left furious and out of words from the shallow attempts of my mom and dad had to gain whatever control or power over my life. Never in a million years would I had guessed that I would be eager to walk out of there and run back in the arms of my so called biggest enemy.. But no, Christian was not the enemy there. He was in fact the only person that didn't betray me so far. He was the only one I trusted and I was damn longing for the calmness he caused inside me. I was walking towards the stairs when he effortlessly appeared in front of me, for the the first time ever using his speed on me for actually making me stop and not just for the trainings as he used to. "Lana," The warning in his voice was clear, the rage behind his eyes was hard to miss too. "don't you dare walk out of this house." But after going into that house to make my piece with him, to get at least some answers to his lies that he managed to keep for years, I was welcomed by no one else but the one person that was trying to actually destroy my father's idea of an ideal family.. And he thought I was the bad one? I was his daughter. I could be just as stubborn as him. "Or what?" I was shaking. I had never opposed to my father. Ever. I looked him in the eye and talked with certainty and confidence that was only a mask to my quivering heart. "You already have yourself a new son.. Why would you need me?" I managed to keep my voice still and clear. "He'll only lead you to hell, trust me." Just as I was about to pass him, he gripped my forearm.. Not as harshly as it was to prove a point. I glanced at him, and in that moment I was certain that never in my life had I seen my father so furious. "You will do as I say even if I have to drag you back into this house." He kept his voice still and only loud enough to keep it between the two of us. I almost started crying and I had never cried before.. However, I was able to keep somewhat of my confidence. I pulled my arm away from him and passed by him, rushing down the stairs. I didn't hear him say a single word after me because my father had already proved his point. I could only imagine the rage he was keeping to himself.. I had never been disrespectful of my parents.. I had never turned my back on them.. And I was not trying to do that now either. I was not in a pathetic attempt to be a rebel.. I was only trying to make them see what kind of a mistake they were making. But as long as Alexander was in the house, I was going to be out of it. I hated choices, and I hated myself for having to make them choose.. But my father refused to tell me at least the reason why he needed Alexander in our family.. He refused to tell me the reason why he was trying to make peace with a pack that was once our opposition.. He didn't even want to tell me what he had to do the necklace completely.. The only thing he tried doing since I walked in was to convince me on marrying Alexander. And that was not going to happen. At least not until I proved that Alexander had a different motive. My legs were shaking.. My whole body was shaking.. I thought I would stumble down the stairs with each step I took. When I reached the hall, still rushing towards the front door, I saw Marco walking out of the living room, Jack and my mom behind him, and most importantly, in front of everyone was Alexander. All I could do was shoot him a death glare as for he was the reason why all of this was happening.. How could he even try and test me by appearing in front of my eyes? Did he have a death wish? However, I just passed by them all and went for the door, taking my backpack from the floor beside it.. I heard Marco calling after me, but I already walked out on the porch and down the little stairs.. Well at least until heard slight footsteps behind me, and I caught the scent of that masculine cologne right away. "Woah, hey, Lana," A hand wrapped around my elbow, making me stop and somewhat turn around. Alexander was seriously tempting me to cause a war zone by killing him.. "Let go." I growled at him, but he could not take a threat or a warning. "I will not let you leave because of me." I glanced back towards the house. My brothers were at the door. And I hated for them to see me in such rage, but Alexander was daring me beyond belief. I pulled my arm away from him, looking back directly into his eyes. The way the sun was setting was illuminating that wildness behind his eyes, a mix of many many things that I could not quite read.. But I have had enough. He was the one I was supposed to face all along. "I will find out what you're up to. Mark my words, Alexander. You may have fooled them, but I will make sure that you get fate far worse than death if you even dare to hurt my family." I saw something change in his eyes.. It was not exactly the kind protective picture that he represented himself as in front of my parents. He took a small step closer. "I know you feel assertive because you're with the vampires now, Lana." His voice was low and certain. I felt like someone just twisted a knife in my guts. It was him. It was his people that attacked that night. That's how he knew.. I watched him reach his hand towards me, and I was frozen to my spot from seeing such confidence in him.. In front of my brothers? He was really playing with his life. "But, I can make promises too, you know.." He brushed his fingers over my hair, slightly on the side of my face. "I will get what belongs to me."