Chapter 69: Confronting the Predator
(Elina's POV)
I closed the stairwell door behind me, my heart still racing from my encounter with Damon in the garage. Pressing my back against the wall, I took several deep breaths to steady myself.
That motorcycle. Victor's motorcycle. The memory of his scarred face and predatory gaze jolted me back to reality.
I wasn't safe here. And I couldn't keep running.
Instead of heading to my apartment, I slipped out a side exit of the building complex. The cool night air helped clear my head as I walked briskly toward the nearby convenience store, my mind racing with possibilities.
Under the harsh fluorescent lights of the store, I browsed the aisles with purpose. My eyes landed on what I was looking for – a silver-infused hunting knife, about 20 centim
