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I scream again, and he screams back, in my face.
“No one will hear you,” he says, bringing the knife back to my throat. “Get up!” he yells.
The knife hits my heart, and I pause. I'd rather die fighting him than give him what he wants. No, I don’t want to go out this way, but he is right about one thing: it will lift the curse because I’ll die loving Killian.
I smile to myself, the irony. It’s hilarious, really.
“Stand,” he commands.
I get to my feet, and he grabs my hair to yank me back down the incline to the water’s edge.
Edward loops an arm around my neck, as if we’re hanging out, then he sweeps my feet from under me. I yelp trying to catch myself, and he comes down on top of me, pinning my forearms with his knees. I fight and wiggle, trying to knee him in the balls, but he’s too strong.
“I saved myself for you. I never touched those disgusting women. You are the only one worthy for me,” he says, dragging his lips across my cheekbone, and to my utter disgust, he licks my chin, up past my lips.
I tremble beneath him, and tears burn my eyes. Pinning my lips together, I keep the whimper behind them. I don’t want to give him the satisfaction.
He groans, taking a deep breath of me, and a tear slips through. “It’s time, my darling Eliana. It’s time for us to live in eternity together,” he says, wrapping his hands around my throat.
Chapter sixty-four
Killian
“Didyouhearthat?”I ask Wyatt.
He looks around and nods.
My truck is here, but Eliana is not.
Where is she?
I run into the house, using the hidden key, and grab my pistol.
“Killian!” Wyatt yells. “I heard another scream. It sounds like it’s coming from the lakeside,” he says from outside.
I hurry back outside with a pistol and an extra clip in my back pocket. Wyatt looks between the gun and my eyes.
“Cousin, I need you to trust me.”
He dips his chin, and we take off for the lake. I just hope I’m not too late. I hope and pray that wasn’t a last scream, a last-ditch effort to save herself. And I can’t consider the possibility of anything else. I couldn’t bear the weight of more death on my soul. I couldn’t do anything to help that nameless woman. But I’ll be damned if I don’t save Eliana from the same fate.
My heart pounds as our boots hit the ground, and Wyatt peels off to the side as I head straight for the edge of the water.
“Killian,” Wyatt yells on my right.
When I come up on the water, the air is stolen from my lungs as her hand falls to the ground — unmoving.
His hands are still wrapped around her throat, and I don’t stop to think or devise a plan, running to them.
We’re on borrowed time.
“Get off of her! Get off of her now!” I scream with my gun pointed at his head.
Eddy’s eyes widen, but he doesn’t release her.
“Get away from hernow,” I grit.
He puts his hands up, smiling triumphantly. I glance at Eliana, begging her to still be alive, but I know in my gut. I know she breathed her last.
