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This man killed violently—brutally. It was the same way that Braxton did, earning him his nickname, Butcher. Only I got the sense Zane was driven by something darker while Butcher did it for entertainment. And I was pretty sure Butcher didn’t have vision as half as good as this guy did.
I rose to back to my feet, watching him closely. He made no attempt to come closer, but he didn’t make an effort to leave either.
“Were you following me?” I asked, wondering if the alley went all the way through.
“I wasn’t until she was,” he replied, motioning to the deer skull in front of me.
“If you’re trying to get back to your car you started going the wrong way about five minutes ago.”
Five minutes…they’d been behind me that long? Dad would seriously disown me if he ever found out I was that unaware of my surroundings.
“Your friends are fine,” he continued, answering my next thought before I even had it.
“Where are they?”
“Malik led them back to your truck.”
I swallowed, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. I didn’t understand what he was doing. I knew he was here to find someone but why save me?
Why follow me at all when he should want me dead?
“Why do you keep protecting me?”
“So you’re acknowledging that I saved your ass twice, but still not thanking me?” Sarcasm littered his tone.
“I’m not—.”
“I’ll tell you, later,” he rudely cut me off.
Unsure what to do with that response I stared at his masked face debating what to do next.
There was something about him that I found undeniably intriguing. Whatever it was had my demons waking up and hungering to tear him apart to see what was inside, I couldn’t make sense of it. I’d never felt either sensation before, not like this.
He began coming towards me before I could decide my next course of action. Watching him warily, I shifted on my feet, body tensing.
“What are you doing?”
“Taking you out of here. The air shouldn’t be breathed for long stretches of time,” he explained.
That’s good to know, I thought as he wrapped a bloody hand around my wrist, and then attempted to continue on his way.
“Whoa, hold on a minute. I’m not going anywhere with you!”
Abruptly, he turned and yanked me forward until my face was nearly pressing against his mask again.
“You can either walk with me like a good girl, or I will drag your ass. I prefer the second option, actually.”
Well, that sure escalated quickly. I knew how to choose my battles, though. While I didn’t want this man anywhere near me, I was also lost and had no way of finding my way back without him.
“When you say taking me out of here?” I questioned suspiciously.
“I mean to your car. If I wanted to kidnap you, I’d have done it already, but you plague me as someone who would make me work for it.”
I furrowed my brows, picking up on multiple double-meanings behind his words—more so how all he said to me seemed to be swathed in sexual innuendos. I couldn’t go down that road of thinking. I wouldn’t.
Swallowing, I cleared my throat and replied, “Right,” feigning indifference. It wasn’t worth a debate, the sooner I got to the car the sooner I could get away from him, and the quicker I could find Bella.
Chapter Eight
