Chapter 31: Hands on you
Azrael’s hands tightened around Knox’s arms. He pushed him further to the corner of the landing to lock him up, in case he tried to escape again. His anger was skyrocketing, yet he felt like rejoicing after finally having the omega within his reach again.
He bent down, leaning closer to Knox who lowered his head and tried to avoid his furious gaze. Azrael grabbed his neck and slowly traced them up until it stopped on his chin, cupping the entire curve of his jawline.
Knox shivered from that simple touch. The fear that he has was starting to be drowned by the yearning feeling of an omega to his bonded alpha. He was in peril, yet his heart kept beating faster from that contact. He bit his lips until he tasted blood, and prayed for someone to interrupt.
Azrael waited furrowed his brows in between his rising anger, why was someone always ready to kick and hit him back then cowering like a coward now? Where was the Knox who could throw a punch even in the clutches of a few men?
A whiff of lavender scent permeated Azrael’s nose. He flinched, and dropped his gaze down at the man before him.
He forcefully lifted Knox’s head and smiled wickedly, "Where have you been, Knox Arden? I’ve been looking for you all these years. I’ve got so many questions. Did you know that? So, you purposely hide from me so skillfully that even with all that money I have, it took me four years to find you?"
Bright green eyes met Azrael’s dull grey eyes. Those orbs kept shining even when filled with fear for him. Knox was afraid of him, Azrael thought to himself. It was somehow satisfying. He wanted him to fear him, so much that he won’t try to run off ever again.
Azrael pulled back and dragged Knox up the stairs.
Knox struggled and kept pulling his arm, "W-Where are you taking me? Let me go, please!"
Azrael looked down at Knox from a step ahead, his face was shadowed by the darkness, and only his grey eyes blazing with restrained fury were recognizable. He spat sarcastically, "You want to swim back in that sea of alphas and seduce them with your leaking scent? What are you? A malfunctioning squid? Do you always walk letting your stinky pheromones like that?"
Azrael pulled Knox up aggressively and he bumped on his chest. But instead of losing balance from that narrow step, Azrael stood firmly, his hand wrapped around Knox’s waist and the other was holding his hand captive.