Chapter 93
Sienna
I went down on my knees but luckily my knees brushed against soft carpet not hard, cold floor.
I looked up to hear the two girls scream and grab the sheets to cover themselves.
Struggling to get up, I fumbled on my knees and realized I had crashed into the room.
And Connor, where was he?
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I spun around on my heels to see him in his shirt and pants, the top few buttons undone. I was relieved to see that he was still fully clothed but his mask was lying on the bed somewhere.
“You dare hurt her?” He growled and then his hand closed around the neck of the one who was going to kick
The man struggled in vain as he was tossed backward and onto the nearest pillar like he weighed nothing.
The sickening crunch of bones followed by his pained groan told me he had broken a few. The man collapsed on the floor, blood spraying all around and didn’t get up.
Connor then turned to the other two, who exchanged nervous glances and tried to run away. But he yanked one of them by the scruff of his neck and then his fingers closed into a fist with a sickening crack as a fist connected with my abuser’s jaw.
Blood sprayed out of his mouth but Connor didn’t wait to watch him tumble down the stairs, already reaching for the third one who was now scared for dear life.
“Alpha…alpha Connor….Ashford, please forgive me, spare me. I didn’t know…”
He began but couldn’t finish as Connor began raining down punches and kicks on the last one.
“You fucking dared to put your filthy hands on her?” Connor roared and I realized he wasn’t drunk at all.
Whatever he had been drinking all evening had no effect on him whatsoever because he showed no signs of drunkenness.
“No, please, spare me. I was not even interested in her” The man begged but that only enraged Connor further.
He kept raining punches on the man, beating him black and blue until he had a swollen lip, a shut eye with a growing purple bruise and several cuts and broken bones.
Connor looked around wildly and grabbed a heavy decorative vase placed on one of the cabinets lining the passageway.
His knuckles were bloodied and I hoped that was not his blood as he lifted the vase, threw away the flowers and raised it high in the air.
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“How dare you even think of forcing…” He was breathing raggedly, his eyes mad with fury and I realized he would kill the man if he wasn’t stopped.
“No, alpha please, listen to me. It was a mistake…”
The man scampered up on his feet, half running, half limping away from Connor and leaving a streak of red on the carpet.
“Connor!!” 1 shouted as he kept advancing towards the man with the intention to kill him.
“You don’t deserve to live you piece of shit!” Connor growled and I ran to stop him, putting myself between the man and him with my hands spread out.
“Connor, no! Stop it!” I shouted but he wasn’t even looking at me.
“Connor, its me. Speckles. Your speckles…look at me” I said, reaching for his face and cupping it between my hands which was a feat in itself because he towered over me.
Connor slowly blinked as the name registered and then he very slowly looked at me.
“Yeah, its me. I’m fine. Let go of that vase.” I spoke to him in a soothing voice and then he stumbled back, throwing the vase on the floor.
It crashed down with a loud noise and broke apart into a million pieces that scattered all around.
“Why…why did we even get hurt so badly?” The man Connor had thrown over the pillar mumbled. He seemed to have regained his consciousness and was rocking his leg gently, probably because Connor had broken his leg as well.
He was lamenting now, quite loudly at that.
“I didn’t get paid enough for this shit.” He said and then Connor’s eyes narrowed. He turned around to look at him, blood dripping down his fingers.
“What?”
The man crouched back upon seeing him and folded his hands together.
“Sia!!” I heard Aaron come rushing up the stairs but he stopped abruptly upon taking in the scene.
His eyes moved from the injured men to Connor who was standing in front of the one who had spoken at last, glaring at him.
“Connor, when did you arrive?” He asked but Connor didn’t bother answering and started walking towards the injured guy.
“What were you saying?” Connor asked, fingers curling into fists, the picture of wrath,
“We….we got a call..we… were told to harass this girl.” He began but whatever he was saying next was drowned out by Aaron’s voice as he loudly gasped.
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“Sia, oh my Goddess, are you hurt?”
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He came towards me, taking his coat off and sliding it over my shoulders to cover me.
“No” I managed, shaking my head and clutching the coat tightly to hold it closer to me.
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