Chapter one hundred and nine

AMELIA’s POV…

“Stay away from me!” I told him as I grabbed my bucket of flowers, about to make for the run when he grabbed me, pulling me back as I gasped.

I struggled to get free from him but he only dug part of his fingers into my skin, hurting me as I winced in pain, clenching my fists and he chuckled.

“I’ll have you. A taste of you is all that I need.” He told me and I pushed him away as I dropped the bucket, rushing into the pack.

As I ran to my room, I bumped into Alex. Staring at him, I recalled the Liam man I had just met outside a moment ago and I knew that my face was fuming with anger so I didn’t want to talk to him.

I made to walk past him after a quick hello but he held my hand as he pulled me aside. “Are you alright? You don’t look fine and…” he noticed the scar on my hand as he brushed it gently. “What happened to you? Who did this to you and…”

I chuckled. “I am fine. Just a little garden problem.” I lied to him.

I clenched my fists, I really wanted to tell him the trut