The Alpha and Me

105. Being A Grim Reaper

105. Being a grim reaper

Manik POV

It's impossible.

My pupils amplified in fear and shock as I restarted the CCTV footage again. It sent the shockwaves down my body again. I've already seen it a dozen times and every new time it makes my heart climb up to my throat and beat in my mouth.

It had my Nandini looking vulnerable. Assaulted. And all the way deprived. She was in a coat that I deem was Harshad Saxena's she picked up before she left the confinement of his room. Her face was stained with blood drops.

She was moving fearlessly in the garden unlike how she was brought in. Her head tilted ominously to her left and a chasing guard came to a standstill. His feet left the ground as he floated in the mid air like some ruthless puppeteer was pulling invisible strings on him to make it happen.

I could see it was Nandini. The puppeteer. The way her eyes moved and her gaze stalled over her shoulder, it felt like she was casting a spell on the man and evil forces emerging from her spell lifted the man off the ground.

He was tossed like a spinning ball and she walked out of the gates, the watchman crashing with the wall of the cabin with monitors as if he was pushed. But no one except Nandini passed by him.

"This is insane. Nandini is the sweetest woman I know." I sighed a heavy breath and clutched my mouth between my palms.

"You sure? Because she looks damn good at whatever she's doing. There's no way she became that way overnight." Connor remarked while Xan played the video on his laptop on loop.

"She's gorgeous and that eerie look on it makes her look dreadful." Xan said gravely, no naughtiness in his tone infer able. Only shock. "Whatever happened to her is incurable. She's not going to heal sooner, Manik."

His words pierced through my heart and deposited like a heavy rock on my chest. My Nandini was in the condition because of me. Because I didn't give her the time she deserved from my busy life. I left her for my enemies to target.

"They murdered her mother in front of her." I barely mumbled.

It was enough for them to join the dots and come to a conclusion that she was forced to go through hell. They offered me apologies and assurance that things would fall back in place. But how do I tell them about the bitter feeling in my chest? About the way I feel this is going to end?

The consequences I presume following in the coming time has my heart lob in my chest. I bit the inside of my cheek a little too hard until I tasted blood.

Looking away at a distant bird snuggling its babies in a nest on the tree over my head, I blinked my eyes to avoid the tears. I wished Nandini to come here and take me in her arms. I was at the point of snapping emotionally. My mind was bursting from stress and the fear of losing her. Please, I don't want to lose her.

"We'll find her soon, Manik. Stay put." Evan squeezed my shoulder just right in time before I raised my hands and gave up.

They distracted me smoothly. I was dragged to the front in the garden to watch as Nathan interrogated the guards about Nandini. The employees wore a wary mask, their eyes taking in their surroundings fearfully as though a python would make itself visible and swallow them all in one go.

They compliantly participated in the interrogation process not because they wanted to be loyal. But because they were being clever and taking precautionary measures to survive this night. Their boss was dead and no one would come to take their back. So it was only fair if they cooperated and walked out of this unscathed.