Mike POV
Knox's pull on my hair stung like a motherfucker, the pressure on my shoulder was almost excruciating, but none of it compared to the pressure building in my head; my brain felt like it was about to explode in a scene that would rival that of the Viper and the Mountain from Game of Thrones. Although I am sure, I would have no one avenge my death.
My lungs tightened from how I was holding my breath. As panic started to kick in, I recalled a lesson Beta had given on strangulation and asphyxiation, warning us that the victim would likely piss or s**t himself and to stand back enough to be out of the 'splash zone.' Did I really want to die in a puddle of my own piss because I was too stubborn to give him what he wanted...
I had to make a split-second decision... Live and tell him o
