Elena’s POV.
With panic blowing terribly at the tip of my stomach, I quickly sat up on the bed and tried to push myself to my feet.
An agonizing pang of pain struck my chest, knocking me back down to the bed.
After several more attempts to leave the bed and falling right back to my previous position wailing in agony and pain, I surrendered to my helpless situation and fell back to the bed, streams of tears rolled down my cheeks.
If Killian found out about this from Darius, things would never remain the same again.
As I lay helplessly on the bed, my heart pounded drastically, different thoughts ran through my head. What would be my faith with Killian if the truth finally came out? How would he look at me? Will he yet again, banish me from the pack, and this time, demand that I never return?
My heart almost jumped right out of my chest as the door roughly creaked open and Killian walked in. Once my gaze landed on his face, I knew my worst fears had manifested.
He had a huge frown smeared on his face, his palms hurled into a tight fist. There was no longer a sight of the jolly man that had left here a few minutes ago, he looked entirely different in a really scary way. His cold demeanor spread across the room sending cold shivers through my body.
I tried to flash him a small smile, hoping that the reason for his sudden change of mood wasn’t about me, but the moment he didn’t return my smile, instead, stared into my eyes with so much fury and disappointment, I knew it had everything to do with me.
“Killian?” My voice was barely audible as I mentioned his name. “What’s going on? Did something happen?”
He didn’t say a word, instead, he stood still on his spot, staring at me silently. In his eyes, I could see anger, betrayal, and pain.
“Killian please say something, you are scaring me, what’s going on?” I panicked, tears beginning to well up in my eyes as my heart raced uncontrollably.
“Elena,” I felt a cold rush of adrenaline through my spine as he mentioned my name in the most coldest manner that he had never done before.
“Once I ask you this question, I expect nothing but the unfiltered truth,” he continued.
Despite my entire body trembling vigorously, I braced up, ready to finally face the one problem that had been eating deep inside of me since my stay here.
“Darius, Alpha of the Greenwoods pack, you know him, don’t you?” My heart skipped a beat as his question hit my head. I needed no soothsayer to tell me that he has gotten his hands on Darius and he must have revealed everything to him.
“Uhm… Have you caught him? Did he…”
“Answer the damn question, Elena!” He cut in, his voice roaring through the ward. His palms fisted tightly and his eyes bloodshot.
No, the man standing before me is nothing close to Killian. It was pure anger in flesh and clothing.
“I’m going to ask for the last time Elena, do you know the Alpha of Greenwoods pack? the man who tried to kill me, but got to you instead?” He asked again, his voice wasn’t as scary as the previous time but it still held anger and pain.
I swallowed hard, my heart pounding hard against my chest, it was now or never. Since everything was in the open now, I should stop being a coward and come clean to him.
“Yes,” the word felt like a heavy load as it finally left my mouth. “Yes, I do know Darius,”
It felt as though Killian and I were the only ones remaining on the planet as cold silence set in, I could hear the sound of my heart pounding incredibly fast.
I couldn’t afford to look Killian dead in the eyes, but I could still feel his eyes all over me, piercing into my skin.
In a second, I thought of a million reasons and explanations to give to him to earn his forgiveness but the ship seemed to have sailed.
Deep down, I knew I might never see the real man that I fell in love with in him again, he was the embodiment of anger and pain.
I twitched as he drew in a ragged breath and took a step closer to me.
“I found myself in his pack after the banishment…” I tried to explain further but a cold gaze from him forced back the rest of my words down my throat.
For several seconds, Killian stood in silence, his eyes were the only part of his body moving, while the rest remained still as he stood before me. I desperately needed him to say something.
Anything at all.
His silence was like a sharp knife piercing through my skin. It was unbearably painful than any pain I have endured before.
I couldn’t help but wonder what could be going through his mind right now.
I felt disgusted by myself, how could I claim to love him, and yet keep such a huge secret from him?
It was finally coming to me, how cowardly I had behaved. Of course, I was scared of the outcome but I could have still given it a shot right? I had kept procrastinating until now that it had caught up with me in the most ugly way possible.
I stared at him desperately, I was hoping to get any form of reaction from him. He could yell at me, scream, look at me disgustingly. Anything aside from the cold silence that was slowly slaying me.
He slowly took his eyes off me and dragged his gaze to the floor, I could tell he was disgusted by me, but that’s okay because I was disgusted by myself as well.
Suddenly, after what felt like forever, he cleared his throat and looked up to my face yet again.
“How close were you both?”
His next words struck me hard across the ear.