Before I realized that he was holding it, Tristan raised a knife over his head and slammed it into my chest. He rammed me back-first into the far wall, next to the door to the suite.
“You stabbed me,” I said, shocked. I looked down, blood was welling up in my nightshirt, staining it red. “You son of a bitch. You actually stabbed me. What the hell? I’m not the enemy here.”
He growled in wordless rage, and tried to rip the knife out. His hand slipped on the bloody handle and I winced as he changed his grip and started twisting it, widening the wound.
The pain was too much and I just…lost it.
The wound on my back twitched savagely and anger seethed through me. All I wanted to do was to hit him until he stopped moving, forever.
“You, kill me? I don’t think so,” I said. My voice was muffled. Blood was pumping hard, pulsing in my ears. I could feel it surge through my veins, as though my blood was boiling.
I shoved the bigger man away from me with such un-natural strength that he landed on the floor on his back, with the wind knocked out of him.
I lunged on him and started punching. Seething. Seeing red. Blood pounding in my ears. Saying such horrible things to him, that I have no heart to repeat them here.
After Sophia knows how long, Tristan grabbed my hands and held them tight, forcing me to stop punching.
“Enough. That’s enough.”
I blinked and looked at him, confused. My hands stung, my knuckles were on burning. I was breathing hard.
My hands…the knuckles were bloody. Blood dripped from them onto his hands and face.
But, there wasn’t even a bruise on him.
I had punched the floor right next to his head, repeatedly, until the floorboard dented and snapped in twain. I cut my hands on the wood shards. Splinters stuck out of my knuckles in a couple of places.
-Three Thieves of Night Sneak Peek
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