Chapter 268
OLIVIA
It had been two days since Xander had returned. Each day felt like an eternity. His visits were shorter, but he still came and went, often leaving me with more questions than answers. Something was different about him this time, he seemed stressed. There was a nervous energy around him that hadn’t been there before. I couldn’t quite pinpoint what was causing it, but I could feel it. His tension gave me hope. If he was worried, that meant my family, my people, were getting closer to finding me. His stress told me that his carefully laid plans weren’t going the way he expected. That realization was both terrifying and a beacon of light.
He returned again, standing in the doorway of the room, glaring at me with that strange, manic smile. His eyes were wild, as if the weight of his own plans was starting to crush him.
“You know,” he began, his voice tinged with a sickly sweetness, “I thought we’d get more time together.” He took a slow step closer, a step that made my heart pound harder in my chest. His presence was suffocating. He stopped near my feet and looked up at me, his eyes cold, calculating “But our time together has come to an end.”
My heart dropped. Was he going to leave me here? What did he mean? Was this it?
I felt my breath catch in my throat as he took another step toward me. That was when I saw it–the needle. My pulse quickened, and dread washed over me. I had started to hate needles, loathing the way they had become a regular part of my life. Xander noticed my reaction and smirked, as if relishing my fear.
“This is the last one, I promise,” he said with a grin that made my stomach turn. As if I had any say in the matter. As if I could stop him.
Without another word, he jabbed the needle into my back, just like the others. He moved around to face me, staring at me with that unsettling intensity. I was growing used to that stare, but it didn’t make it any less horrifying. His eyes never left mine as the drug began to take effect, and I felt my limbs growing heavy, my body going numb.
“I think it will be best if you lie down,” he said, his voice almost too calm. There was a quiet menace behind his words that made my skin crawl. Why? What was he planning?
Confusion swept through me. Why did he want me to lie down? But before I could process the thought, I felt the effects of whatever he had injected into me. My arms lost all strength, and I struggled to keep myself upright. I reached out with my hands, trying to brace myself, but it was no use. My vision blurred as my body refused to respond.
“Trust me, Olivia. You’ll want to lie down,” he repeated, his voice far too soothing for the situation.
I couldn’t even answer him. My head felt heavy, and my limbs were betraying me as I started to tip backward. My eyes widened in panic as I tried desperately to stop myself from falling, but it was too late. I hit the ground with a dull thud, my body uncooperative, my vision spinning.
“I warned you,” Xander’s voice rang out coldly as I lay there, helpless, staring up at the ceiling, unable to move. He came closer, looming over me, his shadow falling over my vulnerable form. I wanted to scream, to fight back, but I was too weak, too trapped inside my own body. His face hovered just inches from mine as his words made my heart race with fear.
“How else am I going to make you watch as I slaughter someone like a pig?” His grin widened, sickeningly gleeful. My blood ran cold. What did he nean? Who was he planning to hurt? Was he going to make me witness a murder? My mind screamed in horror at the thought.
But just as quickly as he had come near, he turned away, pulling out a phone and making a call. I couldn’t
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understand what he was saying, but the tone in his voice was sharp, commanding.
“Get your people away from the cemetery if I’m not taking her there,” Xander barked, his voice dripping with authority.
What cemetery? What did he mean? Was he planning something even worse? My mind raced, but I couldn’t make sense of it all, the drug in my system making it difficult to focus..
Xander returned to me moments later, his presence heavy and unsettling. He loomed over me once again, this time with a sinister smirk on his lips.
“Oh, you must be the husband,” he said mockingly, his voice dripping with false sweetness. “Good of you to join the party. You are just in time to say goodbye to our wife.”
My heart leapt in my chest. Marcus. He was here. He had come for me.
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