Ellie's Point Of View
I pulled my eyes open, just in time to feel my body pressed against his hard firm one. Slowly, I lifted my head and my eyes met with his unfeeling, gray ones.
I stared up at him.
He stared down at me.
What was he doing here? Why was he here?
His piercing gaze swept over my face, my blood-stained hand, and the tight knuckled grip on my bag. “Why are you here?”
“What's wrong?” His voice was awfully low and menacing.
I forced myself out of his grip. “I was just about to leave,”
He just looked down at me for a fraction of a second. Before I could take a step, he turned around. “Come with me,” He walked away towards the black car waiting a short distance away.
I stopped in my tracks as I watched Killian get in. His gaze connected with mine when he noticed me un
