Bound: Toxic Love (Book 2)

Chapter XXXVII

  Lana's POV

I stared in shock from the picture before me.. Christian. He was there. Alone, just like he said, working solo.. Standing there across from me and looking darker than ever, more intimidating than ever, with the kind of threat in his eyes, the kind of warning that promised that within seconds there was going to be a bloodbath.

  I was going to say something.. I wanted to. If he did it.. If he even punched some of Alexander's people, or let alone, him, a war would start because that was how little it would take. I wanted to give him some kind of a sign that it was alright, that I could handle everything myself, but that would've been a lie..

  Because no, I could not handle it myself. Alexander was threatening with real proofs, and the whole night I couldn't close an eye hoping and praying that Christian would figure things out and come after me. I was brave when I knew I could win against someone, but I was not stupid.. I knew the advantages Alexander had.

  However, still a part of me didn't want to have Christian involved, because I knew that could mean hurt. Actual physical hurt. Death even. A bloodbath. I tried shaking my head at him, but he only scanned me with that same fury, like he wasn't even registering my presence at all..

  I still knew that he followed every move, especially when Alexander's arm came over my stomach, pushing me and making me take a step back, almost behind him. I glanced at him, then back at Christian, and saw the very breaking point, the very beginning of chaos behind those blacks. And when Christian allowed his dark side to take over, not many made it out alive.

  Something turned in my stomach.. I was staring at him without even blinking, while being pulled and pushed by Alexander, and then by one of his people that kept his back..  

  I stared at Christian without blinking and saw how he clenched his fists.. How his eyes held thunders of nothing but fury and a simple blood lust that I knew he would make sure to satisfy only by giving Alexander fate worse than death..

  As one of Alexander's guards pulled me on the side, as roughly as if I was a rag doll that was in the way, a part of me stayed sane and focused on the situation, suddenly struck by thought that was actually brilliant. How didn't I think of this earlier?!

  If I was the initiator of the fight, the beginner of everything, that would not make Christian guilty in any way.. He wouldn't be the attacker and there would be no war.. I could blame it on sudden fear from the guard's quick moves, rough pulls and pushes.. And Christian.. Christian would not have to be the one to start it.. If anything, he would seem like he was defending me.

  On the other hand, I did feel angry that the guy gave himself the right to even touch me, let alone pull me around.. Of course because of Alexander's order.

  With that rush of fury, that sudden idea that could mean not only a save from the situation, but a save from war, I acted quickly, the way I was taught, following my instincts only.. I acted as fast as I can, because I had to be the first one to throw the first punch..

  If it wasn't me, it would be Christian, and I couldn't let that happen. I was ready to deal with the consequences, but by myself.. I couldn't allow him do it. It would mean a bloodbath, a war to two species.

  I rose my arm the very second the guy pulled me back and towards himself.. I swung my bent elbow as high as I could, pretty heavily from the anger that was already boiling inside me.. It hit his face, the very center of my target, his nose, and I swear I heard it crack.

  From the corner of my eye, I saw everyone almost jump back in surprise, because everyone expected Christian to be the one to attack, not me, who was actually standing on their side, in the middle of five large men, including Alexander that guarded me like a damn prey.