Free A Wolf's Duty by Jennifer T. Alli Page B

pressed down and she felt the warm trickle of her blood
slide across her skin.

Chapter
Eight
     
    The hand at her mouth
clamped down further, preventing her from calling for help and the
man continued to whisper in her ear, making her shudder as his hot
breath ran across the back of her neck.
    “I’ve been waiting for a
long time for this day, you know? I was beginning to think that
you’d never show your true potential but then I felt you this
morning and your power washed over me like nothing I’d ever felt
before.” The body at her back shuddered at the memory and his hot
breath caressed the side of her face. “I just had to come, Alex, I
just had to come and take it for my own. I thought your mother was
good, but you’re something else entirely.” Her eyes widened at the
mention of her mother, but the knife dug in deeper and she felt her
eyes begin to water at the pain. “Is there anything you have to say
before I kill you?”
    The hand on her mouth was
removed and she sucked in deep breaths of air. “I don’t understand,
but look whatever it is you want, I don’t have it. Please let me
go.”
    “Well that’s the biggest
lie I’ve ever heard you say, Alex, I felt you this morning,” The
body at her back shivered as though in pleasured agony. “Your power
was amazing and you’re going to give it to me.”
    “If I could give it to you
don’t you think I would?” she whispered aware of the cold feel of
metal on her skin.
    “It doesn’t work like that
my dear,” his voice whispered, the man’s breath coming closer to
the side of her face with every word. “You can’t give it to me when
you’re alive, I can only take it from you when you’re
dead.”
    She shuddered at the
calmness with which he had spoken of her imminent death. “Please,
don’t do this,” she whimpered, feeling the blade at her throat dig
deeper, cutting the outside skin and touching the muscle
underneath. The droplets of blood that had flowed from her cut
flesh increased and she felt each one with amazing
clarity.
    “Why shouldn’t I do this,
Alex? I’ve waited long enough.”
    “I don’t want to
die.”
    “Well I’ve wanted what’s
inside of you for long enough now and I’ve earned it.” His chin
moved to rest on her head. “You know, I was beginning to think that
you’d never come out of your shell and show me what you had. I
mean, obviously it was in there somewhere, it's genetic you see and
your mother had it, so you just had to have it as well. But I
didn’t expect to have to wait so long for it to come out. I would
have thought with all the beatings your father gave you over the
last few years that they would have reacted by now, but alas
nothing until this morning. What happened, Alex? You can tell me,
we’re friends.” The voice laughed, the sound devoid of any
warmth.
    “Friends don’t try to kill
each other,” she snapped, momentarily forgetting the precarious
situation she was in.
    “I know that Alex, but
don’t worry I won’t just try to kill you, I will. Are you sure you
don’t want to tell me?”
    “What good would it do
me?”
    “That’s a fair point.
Nothing is going to do you much good at this point.”
    Closing her eyes, she
struggled to hear the whispers, hoping that they would come to her
aid once again.
    “I can feel what you’re
doing,” the man whispered, pressing his cheek against hers. “You’re
wondering why nothing’s happening, right?”
    Choosing not to respond,
she allowed him to answer himself, while still struggling to think
of a way to escape the situation she had found herself
in.
    “There’s nothing here for
you to listen to, there is no wildlife for you to manipulate. I
made sure of that before I got here. Did you think that I wouldn’t
be prepared?”
    “I don’t know you, so I
have no idea what you would be thinking.”
    “Oh Alex, of course you
know me. I’m ashamed that after all the time you’ve known me you
wouldn’t even recognise me in this