Chapter 45. Fight or Flight?

Knox's pull on my hair stung like a mother fucker, the pressure on my shoulder 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 shit 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 only to possibly be killed for the truth I shared.. or die...

"Or throw her under the bus!" Flint, my wolf whimpered. Opening my mouth to suck in a breath as a plan formed in my