Chapter 17- First Interaction With Luke

"My name is Luke."

"Sorry for bumping into you Luke. Have a good day." I reply, smiling at him while stepping around him.

"May I have your name beautiful?" He asks me.

"Brenda." I reply, smiling sweetly at him.

Luke's eyes narrow slightly before he quickly covers his reaction with a smile.

"Nice to meet you, Brenda." Luke replies, emphasizing the fake name I gave him.

I nod my head and give him a small smile before turning on my heel and making my way quickly out of there.

How did that happen? Why did that happen? I think to myself as I make my way to my car.

I get in the car and sit down, focusing on my breathing to calm my swirling thoughts before I start the car and make my way to my next destination- to the hunters barracks.

I need to go there to get some of my stuff and I am hoping to sneak in and out as I am leaving for a few weeks for a new job I have just accepted.

I park up a few streets away from the barracks and walk to my destination, wanting Bradley and the others to know as little about me as possible. They don’t know that I have my own car or my own job outside of the organization, or at least I hope that is the case. If not, then I am in serious trouble when Bradley gets his hands on me.

Two steps… I make it two steps into the building before a man steps in front of me and blocks the way.

I let out a sigh; clearly, they were either expecting me or I am losing my touch. For my pride, I am going to go with they were expecting me.

“Come with me.” The man says with an edge in his voice leaving no room for argument, but I refuse to go with him.

"I will not." I say.

"Bradley has ordered that you help us." The guard snarls at me as he grabs my arm.

I tug my arm to try to free it, unsuccessfully.

"I will not." I shout, causing a scene. However, the hallway is currently empty.

The man starts to pull me down the corridor by my arm, I try to break free but he just keeps tightening his grip. I end up grabbing his hand on my arm and digging my nails into his hand, drawing blood.

“OW!” The man shouts, quickly letting go and withdrawing his hand.

I turn on my heels and try to make it to the door… key word there of try.

The man grabs my hair and yanks me back, I stumble backwards but manage to stay on my feet.

When I am within reach of the man, I turn and throw my arm out with my hand clenched into a fist.

My fist lands right on its mark, hitting the man on the right side of his face and hitting with enough force to make him release my hair and take a step back.

“You punched me!” The man snarls, covering his face.

“Did I? Huh, I thought it was a fist kiss.” I reply, looking nonchalantly at my hand. I know I am going to have one heck of a bruise there.

“Fist kiss?” the man stammers, looking at me as if I am insane.

“Yeah, because my fist really wanted to kiss you face.” I respond.

That’s all it takes, within a second we are both on the ground hitting, biting, kicking and pulling each other. We roll around the floor, hitting walls as well as each other.

“ENOUGH!” comes a shout, the voice holding some power to it as we both stop.

I lay on the ground panting hard, I look rough but the man looks a lot rougher than me.

“Bitch.” The man snarls.

“Really? That’s the best you can do?” I say, getting on my feet before looking around to see where the ‘enough’ voice came from. The voice sounds familiar but I cannot place it.

I look up and see Luke heading towards us with a swagger. When he spots me he grins widely.

"Who are you really?" He asks me, coming to a stop in front of me.

"Khanna." I reply curtly.

Luke looks taken aback. "Really?"

"Yes." I reply. I think to myself, taking a step back to put some distance between us.

"Well then, I have a job for you. Take out this wolf." Luke says, throwing a photo my way.

I catch it and my breath gets caught in my throat.

"Can you take him out or not?" Luke asks.

I open my mouth to decline the job and tell him to go to hell but before a word can leave my lips, a voice speaks up behind me.

"Of course she can," Bradley says, coming from nowhere and smacking my back and looking at Luke proudly. I wonder how much he heard?

"Really?" Luke asks sceptically.

"Of course, she is one of my best." Bradley replies like a proud father. I look at Bradley, not even bothering to hide my hatred for him anymore.

"There is a war coming and he is vital in getting the upper hand. I want him dead no matter what. Either he will be dead or you will be." Luke growls at me.

I just look at him, hiding all emotion and that seems to annoy him more.

He starts to shake and growl, his teeth elongating.

Bradley and the guard step forward but I just smirk at Luke. This is the man who has been able to turn the supernatural world on its head? Really? How pathetic, I think to myself.

"What war are you talking about?" Bradley asks Luke, clearly trying to break the tension.

Luke sighs, his human form taking full control again.

"A war is coming, and it will re-shape both worlds as we know them. So we need to have the upper hand for it all to fall into our favour and killing that wolf there will be the only way for both of us to walk out of this alive." Luke replies.

Bradley nods his head.

"Kill him." Bradley orders me.

I just shrug my shoulders.

"Our boss gave you an order, respond!" The guard shouts at me.

Does this guard not know who I am? Dude, like I am going to be told what to do. I think to myself, looking at the guard with a raise eyebrow.

I don't respond, knowing that it will annoy them all more and because I also don't trust my voice right now. I turn on my heel and walk away before any of them could stop me, the guard reaches out to grab my arm again, but Bradley quickly swats it away. I narrow my eyes at him but continue walking.

Once I am back at my car I stop and lean against the door, letting out a deep sigh. I run my hands through my hair and shake my head. What is happening lately?

Everything seems to be coming back to this one person. No matter how hard I try, I just don't seem to be able to get away from them. I close my eyes and focus on my breathing to calm myself down, thankful that I was able to control my heartbeat and reaction when Luke threw the picture at me. Just what is going on?

I look down at the photo in my hand, the eyes staring back at me and feeling as if they are entering my soul.

Why did it have to be him? How was I going to get out of this situation?

Why did it have to be Jake?