SARA'S POV

I screamed out and stepped back, but that almost made me lose my balance. How did he get to me? How was it possible for him to find out I escaped? What did I do wrong in my plan of escape?

I wanted to hit myself right then but I would also feel the pain too. I could have been more careful and probably, I would have gone away from him.

He took a step forward and I tightened my hold on my clothes, not daring to move or look back. If I took another step backward, I would end up falling to my death and nothing would be going flow me. Not even my body. No one would be able to survive a fall from the cliff.

Mother and Stella wouldn't be able to see me again. I need to get my family again. They must be so worried about me.

"Do not come any closer to me," I warned. "One more step and I will be falling down this cliff."

He said nothing but continued staring at me which only made my stomach tighten, threatening to burst open my body.

He wasn't moving too. What was he planning? Different ways to kill me? Well, I wasn't expecting less and at the same time, I wasn't willing to go down without a fight.

"Just stay away from me already," I warned again, to make him leave, but he didn't.

For the first time, he spoke and his words cut through me like a sharp-edged sword. He snarled, "Go ahead and fall off the cliff. Why would I care? Who do you think you are to me?" His voice was like spitting fire, ready to burn me whole. His eyes we speaking rage. His jaw was clutched. I was in for a lot of trouble.

"I said go ahead!" He half yelled, forcing me to scream and shut my eyes. "Do you think I care about you? You mean nothing to me anyway. You are my mate, which doesn't mean I am desperate to have you, so you can't threaten me and expect me to hurriedly do as you say."

I felt my heart throbbing fast. Thought he was being possessive a while ago. We even slept with each other.

I shook my head and lowered my gaze. I shouldn't be thinking about that. It was a mistake and I used pretense it never happened between us. It never did. We were both heated that moment and things happened.

I was still trying to clear my head and stop his words from repeating in my ears when the edge I was standing on, broke.

The next thing I knew was, I was going down the cliff with my screaming echoing. That was my death? Was the universe so lucky on me to have made my death terrible? I had hoped to die in old age, healthy and full of smiles.

I kept going down, taking me to the bottom of the almost unending pit. I don't know what happened next or how it did, but the next thing I remembered was claws grabbing my clothes and pushing me up.

I was never going down the cliff, I was being held by strong hands. I stopped screaming but it was replaced with panting.

I slowly opened my eyes and looked down, allowing a gasp to escape my lips. I looked up and saw my knight in shining armor, holding me effortlessly on his arm but his nails were garp and long and his eyes were red.

"A foolish step you took, Sara." That was the second time he was calling me name and I was beginning to wonder how he knew my name.

"You know, I can let you go and you fall off just as you want to."

My heart skipped a beat. "Please don't. I don't want to die."

He laughed, "Then behave your self darling, and don't make me mad."

Was he crazy? He was still going to let me stay?

Would I ever get used to his appearance? I had two choices, one to push him off and fall off the cliff or to allow him to stand straight, then I decided and when I was far ahead, I left for my safety.

I don't know about the second option but it seemed foolish to me. He helped me up and made me stand still. "Do you hate me? Do you want your freedom so badly that you would decide to end your life?"

I do hate him. I hate him so much for capturing me. I want my freedom badly. I need to go see my family. And for ending my life, it wasn't my plan. I came to a dead end, but anyway, I was going to pretend that wasn't what happened. He might let me go, knowing I hate him so much.

"I don't like you and yes, I wanted to go far away from you. You said you would find me anywhere I run to in this world and had to make a plan to end my life so you wouldn't be able to find me." I lied but I wasn't bothered cause of what the assumed end might be.

He stepped forward and took my hand in his. "Say that again in my face."

"I don't like you. Even a bit. You should stay away from me as I am not your puppet." I answered back through gritted teeth.

He let go of my hand and stepped back, not taking his piercing gaze away from my face. I could see the anger, rage, and new hostility, all covering his face and he seemed ready to be different to me.

I feared for my life at that moment and unconsciously moved back. He would kill me. He would kill me.

"Then, let's make this official." He grunted.

What were we making official? That fact that he was going to kill me or that he was going to marry me forcefully? I had so many thoughts running in my mind.

"I, Jethro, reject you, Sara, as my mate. From this day onward, we are not connected by a bond and thereby, we have nothing to do with each other. You are free to go your separate ways." He declared and I felt and chill in my heart.