Page 134 of Knot All is Crystal
And if I thought I was falling apart before, I am ruined now.
Completely broken.
Pulverized.
Strong hands wrap around my ankle and drag me across the floor, but I don’t register the pain of my body hitting the hard concrete floor. I don’t feel fear of the crazed Alpha that looms over me.
All I feel is numb.
My beautiful, kind, thoughtful, sweet Beta is dead.
Because of me.
Because I was selfish enough to bring him into my life.
To bring all of them into my life.
I should’ve followed my gut instinct and avoided them, but I was weak.
It’s not fair that this is my life, but it’s worse that I brought them into it.
I deserve whatever punishment I get because Gage’s blood is on my hands.
I will never get them clean.
Something inside me shatters, and a mournful sound, not unlike a howl, escapes my throat. I dive away from Kieran with a speed I didn’t know I possessed and spin, facing him in a crouch.
But I don’t see Kieran anymore.
I see a fucking monster.
He swears and lunges for me, but I spin and jump out of the way. His boot hits me in the middle of the back, though, throwing me over his desk.
I scramble, trying to climb to my feet, but can’t. Kieran throws his body on top of mine. I can feel the press of his cock against my bare ass, his hot breath on the back of my neck.
“You fucking bitch,” he snarls. “Why do you fight me so much? Why won’t you just do as you’re told?” His body presses hard against mine, and I cry out in fear.
I know what comes next.
Every woman does, after all.
It’s not something most parents teach us, but society is more than happy to fill in the gaps as soon as we get breasts.
I start pulling open drawers, searching for anything that I can use to defend myself as his lips press against the back of my neck. As his teeth push through the surface of my skin, my fingers wrap around a small hilt. I trace down to the blade, realizing it’s an ornamental letter opener.
It’s the best shot I’ve got.
His teeth break the surface, and my body bucks and fights the intrusion.
I swing my arm backward, the letter opener clutched tightly, and grin when I strike flesh. Kieran’s swear and the warm trickle of blood I feel dripping onto my naked skin sink into me like a drug.
And then my mind fractures.
FIFTY-ONE
Tyler’s messagereverberates in my head, and I give up all pretense of hiding who I am and what I’m here for.
I am Crystal Manson’s Alpha. Above all else, I will protect my beautiful, battered, and broken Omega.
