AllFreeNovel
Share Us
At first, the report seemed like another grim piece of news from the city’s usual crime, something to be quickly forgotten. But then, as the camera panned to show the location, I froze. The alley they displayed was the very same spot where I’d encountered the asshole from last night.
Maybe the howl you heard was real.
My heart pounded as I stared at the image on the screen, and the shock intensified as they revealed the face of the deceased man. I recognized that face. It was the same bastard that had attacked me.
The world seemed to blur as the realization washed over me. The man who had pursued me with such malice last night had been murdered, and I couldn’t help but feel a complex mix of emotions—relief, fear, and a gnawing sense of unease.
As I sat there, staring at the television screen, a chilling notion began to take hold—could it be that Kane had played a role in this gruesome turn of events?
It was a terrifying possibility that I couldn’t ignore. The complexity of his presence in my life deepened, and the fear that had once been directed at my nameless assailant now shifted to the enigmatic figure who had vowed to watch over me.
Now, the line between protector and predator seemed dangerously thin.
With a hard swallow, I got up and walked over to the table and opened my laptop. I quickly googled the news story, needing to know more. I found multiple news articles about it, and I dove in.
As I delved into the details, my fingers trembling on the keyboard, I scoured the article for any clues that might reveal the truth.
Was it possible that Kane could possess such primal and violent tendencies, or was I just being paranoid, and this was all just a massive coincidence? Maybe a bear or even a wolf had escaped from the zoo or something. I didn’t know. Questions swirled in my mind, doubts and fears intermingling with an unsettling fascination.
When the sun finally set, I knew what I was going to do. I needed answers, and I was going to get them.
I cast caution aside, took an uber to the strip, and ventured out into the night with reckless abandon. I made no pretense of avoiding danger, not even a little bit. Instead, I sought out the darkest, grittiest corners of the city, navigating a maze of shadows with a singular goal—to force my mysterious protector out of hiding.
I was ready.
The city’s seedy underbelly had never felt so menacing, yet I welcomed the unease that coursed through me. Every alley I walked down, every shadow I moved through, was a calculated gamble, a daring invitation for Kane to step out of the shadows and into the light. My pulse quickened with every step, the thrill of the hunt intermingling with the dread of what I might uncover.
The news story kept playing over and over in my head. My attacker’s face flashed before my eyes, only to be replaced by Kane’s over and over again.
Had he killed him? Or was it truly like the news story had said, that it was an animal attack?
In this treacherous game of cat and mouse, I was no longer content to be the prey. Tonight, I was the hunter, determined to uncover the truth about Kane, even if it meant dancing with danger in the heart of Las Vegas.
As I navigated deeper into the labyrinth of the city’s underworld, my determination was met with a palpable sense of danger. The air grew thick with tension, and every corner I turned seemed to conceal shadows darker and more menacing than the last. It wasn’t long before I found myself on a desolate, dimly lit street, the ominous atmosphere practically seeping from the cracked pavement.
And then, it happened.
A seedy-looking figure started to follow me, and when I looked back over my shoulder, I saw a man whose unkempt appearance and sinister gaze made my skin crawl. He was disheveled, with wild, greasy hair and a predatory gleam in his eyes. His tattered clothing seemed to mirror the depths of his malevolence, and as he approached, I felt a shiver of fear wash over me. His gaunt figure looked like something that had crawled out from the darkest recesses of the city’s nightmares. His wild eyes bored into me with a menacing intent.
“You shouldn’t have come here, sweetheart,” he rasped.
I started to run, and he sprinted after me.
Fear coiled in my chest, and just as his menacing hand reached out to grab me, a bone-chilling growl erupted from the shadows, a sound that reverberated through the very marrow of my bones. The man paused mid-motion, his hand hovering inches from my trembling form.
What the fuck was that?
Kane stepped out from the shadows of the nearby alley. His very presence sent a shockwave of intimidation through the seedy criminal, who faltered for a moment. His power was undeniable, a dark force that commanded attention, so much so that it even caused a shiver of fear to coil deep in my belly.
With a swift, decisive motion, Kane advanced towards the would-be attacker, his dark figure radiating an aura of authority that left no room for defeat. The seedy criminal, realizing he had crossed paths with a force far greater than himself, made a hasty retreat into the shadows, disappearing into the night as quickly as he had emerged. I stood there, a mix of fear and relief coursing through me as Kane’s enigmatic presence enveloped me once more, leaving me with more questions than answers.
What was that growl? It didn’t exactly sound human.
The world around us seemed to blur into insignificance as Kane’s strong arms encircled me, pulling me gently but firmly into the shadowed confines of the nearby alley.
With a fervent intensity, Kane pressed me against the rough, brick wall, his lips descending upon mine in a savage, electrifying kiss. It was a kiss born of undeniable desire. His mouth moved with a searing hunger, our lips locking in a passionate entanglement that left no room for hesitation or restraint.
The taste of him was intoxicating and heady. The scent of his cologne enveloped me like a thick fog. The world seemed to fade away as the kiss deepened. The gritty surface of the wall seemed to heighten the sensual tension between us, adding an edge of raw urgency to the encounter, as if the very wall itself were a silent witness to our untamed desires.
