Christian's P.O.V.-
I waited for Hidoku to give me the signal. That look Paul gave me just now…. The memory of his eyes piercing into mine appeared inside me. He knows…. My own eyes lowered thoughtfully. He knows I hunger for Anastasia….
"Now!" I suddenly heard Hidoku shrill from inside. Without skipping a beat, I leapt to my feet, charging up the stairs and inside. Bodies were scattered around with Paul and Hidoku still fist-fighting several Dollars. "Go, now!" Hidoku commanded me. I made a dash for the staircase, only catching sight of Paul's forearm along the way. He had a pink cloth wrapped around it; I took one whiff and knew it was hers. Paul seemed to notice that I noticed and punched the guy he was currently fighting out of the way so to look at me. Our eyes met; his soulful and serious. He was in full-on protective mode now.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Go get her!" "P-Paul," I gasped shocked. But his stared merely narrowed onto mine. "But one thing, Christian. Don't think just cause you've imprinted on Ana that I'm just going to give her to you. Go on and save her, but if you want her, you'll have to take her from- if you can." Paul…. My eyes lowered slightly. I guess I can rely on him, after all. He'll do whatever it takes to save her as well. And I gave one firm nod before locking stares again. "In that case, I will take Anastasia from you." Paul's eyes also softened as he nodded ever so gently, as if he understood. Then, with one last glance at each other, I bolted for the staircase.
Gotta go; must move faster! I told my body repeatedly. Where is she? Where is she, goddamn it! How am I going to find her- and fast- in this hellhole? Ok….. My feet reluctantly came to a halt halfway on the staircase now. Ok, calm down; just calm down. Remember what you did during the black out at the festival. Relax, find her scent. Find it….
This place honestly smelt disgusting. Blood, gun powder, other bodily fluids- it was revolting. Yet even through all that filth, my nose was able to detect fragments of her scent. Tiny splotches of pink were all around me; she was definitely brought up these stairs. Just smelling her gorgeous scent both immediately calmed me and kicked my protective instinct back into overdrive. I closed my eyes for a moment, savouring the sensation of her- my beautiful mate. Anastasia….. Anastasia…. You're still alive, aren't you? Of course you are.
You are alive, and I want to see you.
With my muscles tense and body feeling so hot once more, my lips parted to expose my clenched jaw again. And I'll kill that Eric Lincoln; I'll destroy anyone who tries to harm her. The way my body instinctively reacts to your smell- it's all because I sense you, Anastasia. I have but one simple, selfish desire that makes me stronger than any of the damn bastards here. Stronger than brute strength, even stronger than basic instinct….
I want to see you, life mate.
That's about the time I reached the top floor; her pink scent was strongest up here. Follow it; follow it and find her. Once I do, I'll hold her so tight in my arms; I'll never let her out of my sight again. I'll just be so thankful to see her safe, hear the sound of her voice….. hold her hand in mine. She's already holding my heart in her other hand- she is my heart. She's already my heart,
so I'll be her armour.