Bound: Toxic Love (Book 2)

Chapter XXXVI

Lana's POV

The frustration kept boiling inside me.. I felt the anger flame as well, and I couldn't take a second longer in those four walls..

The room was fine, pretty, clean, and yea large too, but how could I think of any of that when all my mind kept repeating was Christian. Was he angry, would he figure it out.. If he does, was he going to come for me?

Christ, war was at the verge of starting. My father was furious with the Le Bourisers and looking for me with the thought that I was kidnapped by Christian, while I.. I was held captive by the man that my father grew to trust more than he trusted me.

And that was what I feared the most. That was what angered me the most. That was the main reason why I felt the kind of hatred and spite towards Alexander.. Because from the very beginning, he showed kind masks, hiding behind good barriers while on the side he made choices and decisions that could literally ruin lives. He knew, he just didn't care.

I didn't sleep. I couldn't sit down properly dammit, because my nerves kept testing me.. I was waiting for something.. A catastrophe. A war. My instincts screamed that Christian was about to start it because no matter how aware he was of the consequences, I knew what he was capable of when it came to something he wanted.. And when he solves the puzzles on where I was, which I believed he would, control was going to be one of many things he loses.. It was not going to be pretty..

I took a shower with the thought of exactly that.. Christian, Christian, Christian.. I prayed that he had some sanity left inside him to act tactically.. To find a plan first. I mean, I knew he would, but he was just very much unpredictable when he was angry, and I knew if he figures it out, he would be fucking furious.

I may had chose the wrong side, the enemy's side according to Alexander. But Christian was no enemy to me. He was a less of an enemy than Alexander if anything.. He was the man I fell in love with, and God help me, but I could not allow any harm come upon him from Alexander. That was why I left.

If I didn't, how could I live with the thought that his life was in danger because I decided to keep a threatening letter to myself? How could I live with myself if something actually happened to him? Alexander could've been bluffing about Adam, but I couldn't be sure in that either.

I could not let anything happen to Christian because of me. I was ready to have him furious with me, perhaps even thinking that I ran away, or just angry that I didn't tell him the situation.. It was than having him possibly dead.

And Lord, the thought shook me to my very core.. It caused harsh kinds of trembles to shiver me constantly, and I could shake off that feeling..

I walked around the room because my body was pulsing with adrenaline.. Nervousness.. Fear.. Not for myself, but firstly for what Christian's first decision would be. I could expect a bloodbath by the end of the night, or I could be trapped with Alexander for days if Christian thinks I ran away.. There was no in between..

Because that in-between wasn't in Christian's nature.. That in-between required him coming and finding a compromise slowly. A solution. Again, it was something that Christian would never do because his honor was stronger and more important than anything. When he was triggered, he acted triggered. He would kill Alexander and all them stupid guards within seconds, and war would start either way.

I pictured that and closed my eyes. I didn't want Alexander dead either. God, even if I did want him, there was no way that would slip just like that. He was a leader, an Alpha of the Vesnetsov pack.. Everyone knew him. He lead one of the biggest packs, and there was no way anyone could get away with killing him without a war starting immediately.