Her Heart (1/3)

Chapter 25

I was having a wonderful slumber in Jeremy's bed until I heard things breaking and voices, people yelling at each other I'm guessing.

I peep at the clock on my bedside and its around midnight.

I half asleep decided to go downstairs to check what's going on.

Before I could blink, a huge hand covered my month and held me in place so that I couldn't move. Instantly my fight instincts kicked in.

I elbowed the person in the gut and instinctively he let go of me. I turn to run but he holds on to my ankle, tripping me over. I kick, trying to free myself hurting myself in the process but nothing worked. The man wouldn't burge, what are you a fucking wall?!

I then managed to get out of his death grip when i kicked him in the face.

I then charge for him and quickly place my leg on his knee to help me launch in order to knee him in the face. He throws his head back, but quickly recovers.

I noticed that he hasn't tried to hit me back. Whatever is going on, he must me need me unscathed. And i would use that to my advantage.

I then see the curtain ropes on my bedside and i quickly grab them and place them around his neck in an attempt to choke him.

The man is incredibly strong and twice my size. I know i am not dealing with a vampire because he has the scent of a werewolf.

Could Jeremy be in trouble? Is that why we are under attack?

Stupidly enough, i let my thoughts cloud me and i lose concentration on the task at hand. The man easy throws me across the room and tries to gather some oxygen into his lungs.

The impact hit me hard. I could see him approaching me but I was too dizzy to try and get up.

"Fuck this." I heard the man say, and those were the last words I heard until everything went blank.

Before all of this

Ryan's P.O.V

I stood at the main entrance of Jeremy's castle asking for entrance but the dumbo's wouldn't let me in until Jeremy let me in himself.

This is not my style.

I'm Alpha, don't they know what that means? Clearly they couldn't give two shits about my title here.

If only they knew how many pep talks i gave myself to even be here. I don't want to be here as much as they don't want me here.

"What?" i hear the voice i haven't heard for years now.

"Jeremy. We need to talk." I said while we stepped in his large living room.

"Talk? About what? We have no business together anymore. I would have thought you got the hint ages ago."

"The only thing there is to talk about."

He chuckles. "Caroline? You're still on that tip?" he askes as he pours himself a glass of cognac.

"Yes." I say firmly.

"When are you going to get it through that thick skull of yours that i won? Back the fuck off. We're married for Christ's sake!"

"And both you and I know why you jumped to marry her." i say my fists forming fists.

He stops his glass mid-air and looks at me.

The bastard thinks i dont know that he knew that Caroline is my mate.