Claimed By My Three Alphas
Chapter 26

As I open my eyes, I feel a knot in my stomach that has been there for days. The memories of the previous night flood my mind, making me feel sick to my stomach. The thought of Asher's aggression towards me, the way he had acted, the way he had hurt me, it all comes crashing down on me. I can't help but feel anger towards him for what he did, but at the same time, I know that I can't just ignore him. After all, he has been the only one to show me any kind of kindness in this place. The thought of him brings a wave of conflicting emotions, leaving me feeling torn and confused. But then I think of Quincy and how I couldn't seem to resist him. The way he made me feel, the way my body reacted to his touch, it was all so intense. I know I shouldn't feel this way, but I can't help it. He has a hold on me that I can't seem to shake off. I step out of my room, still feeling uneasy from last night's events. My stomach grumbles as I make my way to the dining area, hoping for a quiet breakfast. But as I turn the corner, I'm surprised to replace only Levi sitting at the table, his gaze fixed on me. I freeze in my tracks, recalling the last time we were alone together. As soon as I saw Levi sitting at the dining table, I froze in my tracks. My heart began to race as my mind went into overdrive, desperately searching for an escape plan.

But before I could make a move, he locked his eyes on me and commanded me to come down and sit. I couldn't deny the fear that swept through me as I slowly walked towards him. The way he looked at me was both handsome and sinister, his dark eyes piercing through my soul. Every step felt like a death sentence, and I couldn't shake off the feeling of impending doom. As I sat down, he gave me a devious smile, one that made my blood run cold.

"Come sit, Amery," he says, his eyes never leaving mine. I'm scared, but I obey his orders, slowly making my way to the table.

Levi's presence is suffocating, and I try to keep my distance.

To my surprise, he dishes out breakfast for me from the bowls the maids had served. The smell of freshly cooked pancakes and bacon fills the air. The food looks delicious, but I'm hesitant to eat anything. I'm not sure what he's up to. Levi gestures for me to take a seat, and I nervously comply. As I start eating, the air becomes tense and suspenseful. I can feel his eyes on me as I take a bite of pancake.

"You'll need to eat, Amery," he says, breaking the silence. "We wouldn't want you to waste away, would we?" I nod slowly, unsure of what to say. "If you're thinking I poisoned the food, you're wrong," he adds, chuckling. "Killing you with poison would be too easy, especially after what you did a few days ago." My heart races as he reminds me of the incident. He's right, my presence here is ruining everything. But what does he want from me?

I take another bite of pancake, trying to calm my nerves. Levi continues to stare at me, and I can feel his gaze burning into my skin.

I feel a pang of guilt wash over me as I hear Levi's words. His brothers never fight, but just because of me, the three of them seem to be at odds. In all of this, he remains dangerously calm and cool. It's almost as if he's been waiting for this moment to come. I can feel the tension in the air, and it's making me anxious. I never intended to cause trouble between the brothers, but here we are. Levi tells me that it doesn't matter, as he would finally be getting rid of me today.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. He was going to let me go? I felt a flicker of hope ignite in my chest. But then, he adds a chilling condition: a 5-second head start. It was like he was giving me a chance to run, knowing full well that he could catch me if he wanted to. I could feel the weight of his gaze on me, as if daring me to try to escape.

I didn't know what to do. Was this some kind of sick game to him? Or was he really going to let me go? The food in my stomach felt like a lead weight, and my hands were trembling as I pushed back my chair.

The knife looked very sharp and menacing, its gleaming blade reflecting the sunlight that streamed in through the windows. It was made of a polished metal that had been expertly crafted and honed to a razor-sharp edge. The handle was made of a dark wood that had been carved with intricate designs, giving it a regal and intimidating appearance.

As Levi picked it up, it seemed to come alive in his hands, glinting with an ominous energy. He brought the blade down towards the table with such force that I felt my heart skip a beat. The tip of the knife was dangerously close to the back of my hand, and I could feel the cold metal pressing against my skin. I recoiled in terror, but Levi seemed to take pleasure in my fear, his lips curling into a cruel smile. The knife seemed to taunt me with its malevolent presence, a harbinger of the danger that lurked in the shadows. I quickly got up from my seat as Levi raised the side knife threateningly a second time. I could feel my heart racing in my chest, and I knew I had to get out of there before he could harm me. As soon as he lunged forward, I darted towards the door, almost stumbling in the process. I heard him coming after me, but I didn't dare look back.

Once I reached the hallway, I let out a loud scream for help, but there was no response. It was as if the mansion was deserted, and I was all alone with Levi. The thought of being trapped with him filled me with dread, and I ran as fast as I could towards the front door.

Levi's voice echoed through the mansion, his threats of feeding me to his wolves making me shudder in fear. I knew I had to get out of there before it was too late, but the front door was locked. I frantically searched for a way out, but all the windows were bolted shut.

"You can't run away from me. I would replace you." I heard his voice behind me. "It's a promise."

I couldn't look back, I ran looking for a safe space to hide.

I could hear Levi getting closer, his heavy footsteps echoing through the empty mansion. I was trapped, with no escape in sight. My mind raced with thoughts of what he might do to me, and I felt my knees buckle under the weight of my fear.