Chapter 135

Serena POV

Footsteps suddenly pounded closer with voices yelling and the familiar sound of metal on concrete.

Men were running, clearly alarmed, and I stayed still with my chest heaving and my hand slick around the broken ceramic. The other man’s scared breathing was all I could hear for a second.

“Noise in her room!” someone yelled. “She’s trying to run!”

Light flooded the doorway, harshly and brightly. Men crowded in with their faces frozen when they saw me.

For a second, the room went quiet but for the wet sound of him on the floor, the man I’d stabbed. He writhed, clutching his throat with eyes wide and panicked. The other man who had been with him looked stunned, like he’d been hit by ice.

“What the hell?” someone hissed.

Knox shoved through them with his bulk, pushing bodies aside. He froze at the door, then stared at me. My whole face, my shirt, my chest and I knew it looked terrible. I was shaking, but my voice was steady when