I stared at him, completely frozen on the spot. Terror completely takes over, and I'm unable to do anything except stare at the man who shattered me.
His eyes were a mix of blue and silver, signifying that both he and Knox were in control.
Every memory of my time in the dungeon rushes to my mind. I can’t help the panic that gets a hold on me or the fear that encases me. I moved back. Moving away from the monster that did everything to hurt me.
I try to pull air into my lungs, but it’s nearly impossible. I can’t breathe. My lungs weren’t functioning, so I gripped the top I was wearing. As if that would help ease the tightness I was feeling in my chest.
All of a sudden, I was slammed against the elevator door. His hand wrapped around my neck.
A wicked grin transforms his lips into somet
