Chapter 15

His panicking heartbeat throbbed against my thump, racing yet growing weak from the lack of oxygen. At some point in the altercation, his claws came forth and latched themselves into my forearms, drawing blood. My body convulsed with powers, an unknown force overtaking me, allowing me to pin the stronger man to the wall. Osian's frantic words were muted by the rushing of blood in my ears, my core satisfaction that the threat's face was turning purple. His lack of responding angered me further, even though his ability to speak was being hindered by my hands constricting his throat. Pulling him closer by his neck, I slammed him into the wall, retracting my hands as he slid downwards, watching as he desperately tried to pull air into his lungs. "Δεν θα ρωτήσω ξανά." My voice was almost intangible, more of a low growl than a language. (I will not ask again.)"Κρεβάτι." He rasped out, his hands clutching his swelling neck. "Κάτω από το κρεβάτι"(Bed. Under the bed."