Page 33 of Pushed Through The Dark
And as I readied myself to pull free for a second time, Koa's thumb swirls over the nub on my wrist. It's tender, soft, soothing. My eyes move to him, and he's scanning around us, making sure no one is coming.
There was protection in his touch as if he cared about me. It startled me, causing my heart to have a different beat.
I decided not to jump. I let Koa steal me away again. Maybe I was in shock. Or maybe the subtle motion of his thumb on my skin was enough to show me he's not all bad. Maybe, just maybe, there was some good in him too.
He refused to let Alek take me. He refused to let Alek hurt me.
Hekilledfor me.
But he bought you himself. . . There's evil inside him, you just witnessed it.
There was a war inside my head between good and evil. A battle that wasn't going to be won by a single gesture. Yet, that move opened a door, a door for me to catch a glimpse of the man inside the beast.
Maybe I'm wrong about him.
Knox climbed into his car, and Koa guided me into his, then climbed in the front. There were no quick tires as we drove out of the lot. He wasn't hitting the gas hard, trying to get away.
He wasn't afraid.
And neither am I.
He stole one thing from me and replaced it with another.
He stole my fear and gave me safety.
Chapter Seven
Aubrey
"Are you hungry?" heasked as we headed inside the house.
"No, not after that," I said, my fingers coming up to touch the tender bruises on my neck. I could feel where Alek's fingertips had been, the indentations still deep crevices on my throat.
"That's shouldn't have happened, but he gave me no choice."
Standing in the kitchen, I kept my eyes firmly on him. "You could have let him kill me."
