Free The Wolfs Maine by Jinni James Page A

John?  No, it's impossible . Could he know I want to leave? Is that why he is acting so strange?  It’s possible. 
    I was scared out of my mind but there was no way I was going to show him that.  I was tired of being scared, tired of bending over backwards and walking on eggshells.  I didn't know where I was getting all of this confidence but it should felt good. 
    I took a quick shower, threw my t -shirt on and some jeans and laid down on the couch in our bedroom for a few minutes.  I needed some time to collect my thoughts.  I closed my eyes and still all I can see is Johns face.  I just want to be back with him.  When I'm with him I feel safe, like nothing can harm me as long as he is around.  The connection with him is borderline on strange.  Who feels like this so quickly?  The chemistry and the passion are unlike anything I've ever felt before. It's truly amazing. I would do anything to be able to just teleport back there and Nicholas would never be able to find me because Lord knows he won't let me go willingly. 
    A noise shocked me out of my thoughts, when I looked over all I could see was a bird on the window seal.  It was a beautiful bird I'll give it that.  It was big with so many colors, black, brown, hints of red, it was just beautiful. I opened the window and reached my hand out slowly and it jumped right on my wrist and just sat there, looking at me. 
    Suddenly I heard a crash and he flew away as fast as he landed then another crash and another. It sounded like someone was breaking into the house and everything in it.  I ran down the stairs almost tripping when I saw Nicholas throwing everything imaginable around the house. He knocked down the book case sending books flying, he threw the wine rack on the floor breaking bottles and spilling wine everywhere, he walked over to the fireplace and with one long sweep of his arm knocked everything on it to the floor.  Oh my God he has lost his mind. 
    "OH! There you are Ava! Now tell me what you don't like about this house.  Is it the kitchen?"  He walks over to the kitchen and throws the coffee pot and every dish onto the floor. 
    "Is it the bathroom?" He then walks to the bathroom and throws everything off the counter. 
    "Or my dear Ava is the reason you no longer want to be in this house involve this computer?"  He strides over to my computer desk and with one kick the whole thing hits the floor. 
    "Nicholas! Have you lost your mind?!" He walked over to stand in front of me. 
    "Why of course not Ava. Isn't that what you let him call you?"  My heart was beating out of my chest. 
    "What are you talking about?" 
    "Why the man you are seeing. You let him call you Ava right? You can't keep things from me Avalon. I know it all."  I had no clue what to say, none at all.  Do I confess or lie?  I might as well confess since he seems to know or is he just playing me to get answers?  What do I do? 
    "What are you thinking about now?  What to tell me? How to tell me you’re seeing someone else and want to leave me, that you know damn well I won't let you do?  Want to tell me that is who you were with all day today when you should have been at home?"  All I could do was stutter.
    "Who? What? How?"  His hand was reaching up and wrapping around my throat as he got closer to me and whispered in my ear.
    "Because my dear I know it all. I can find out anything. You just ended your own life." I gasped as he threw me towards the broken wine rack that I fell right on top of.  Glass punctured my hands as I hit the floor.  He started towards me but I couldn't get up, all I could do was crawl my way backwards. 
    My life was over.  Nicholas was surely going to kill me; I could see it in his eyes. He was towering over me all 6'4 of him, he bent down and clasped my throat in his hands.  As I looked into his eyes all I could see was rage.  It almost looked as if his eyes were turning red.  He was beginning to squeeze my throat tighter, I could