Alpha Razor King-Chapter 67: A Threat.

**Isabella**

I received a call from my dad a few minutes ago, and they had already admitted my mom to the pack’s hospital in Redwater. I was really worried about Mom, but Dad told me she was doing alright.

I went to the living room for the hundredth time to see if Razor had returned, but he hadn’t. I wanted his permission to go see my mom. I could have called him on the phone, but I thought it would be better to see him in person.

I glanced at the wall clock; it was time for my training. Honestly, I didn’t have the strength or zeal for it today, but I couldn’t afford to miss it. Razor would definitely punish me for doing so without permission.

Sluggishly, I went to dress up in my tracksuit before making my way to the training ground. On getting there, I saw Tara’s annoying face approaching. What the fuck does she want now?

I ignored her, going straight to the bench to sit down.

"Hello, Luna," she greeted with an obviously fake smile.

"What the fuck do you want, Tara?" I rolled my eyes, looking away.

"Wait a minute, you don’t have to be this way because I’m actually here to help you," she replied before taking a seat next to me.

"What...what are you talking about?"

"About escaping. Don’t you want to escape from here?"

I gasped, surprised at her words. "Why...why would you help me escape?"

"Isn’t it obvious? Because I want Razor for myself."

"I thought you liked Chris now."

She scoffed, throwing her head back. "Chris is just a friend...a very adorable one. Listen, are you in or not?"

"Why? Why do you love someone like Razor so much?" I really wanted to know. "I mean, he’s devilishly handsome, tall, sexy as hell, neat, and powerful but..." I trailed off as she interrupted me.

"He’s intense, arrogant, strict, domineering, cruel, and dangerous? I know all that, but I still love him," her eyes lit up as she spoke. "I love being his to control and do with whatever he wishes."

I swallowed, pushing a lump down my throat. Somehow, I understood everything she said. I knew that feeling all too well. Razor was like a fucking sex god who made a willing slave of me.

"Even...with the punishments?" I found myself asking.

"He rarely punished me because I was always on my best behavior. He can be gentle and sweet, especially if he loves you...He was all that with me."

I wanted to yell at her that he has also been sweet and gentle with me, I mean she did see us in the office all cozy and stuff, but I decided to let it slide. There really was no need.

"So, are you in?" She raised a brow expectantly.

"But how are you going to pull that off, my escape?"

She glanced around cautiously before whispering in my ear. "I have my own ways. I’ve done it before, I can do it again."

I had my doubts; I mean, I couldn’t trust Tara easily. But the idea of escaping was tempting. The thought of being free from Razor’s control, even if just for a moment, was exhilarating. But deep down, I knew that escaping was not the answer. It would only lead to more problems, more danger. I mean, my mom was in the hospital; I can’t just abandon her.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing thoughts. "I...I don’t know," I finally said, looking away. "I need some time to think about it." 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Tara nodded. "Of course, take your time. But remember, the offer still stands. Whenever you’re ready, I’ll be waiting." She told me before taking her leave.

Did I do the right thing? I probably did. After the punishment I received from Razor and getting Cain into deep shit, it was probably for the best. A weird thought came to my mind: did I really want to leave Razor?

I couldn’t deny that I was drawn to Razor in a way I couldn’t explain. He was like a drug, intoxicating and addictive. His touch, his words, they ignited a fire within me that I couldn’t extinguish. But then, there was a darkness, a ruthlessness that scared the crap out of me.

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I waited for hours inside the living room for Razor to return, but he didn’t...he must have been quite busy. I kept thinking about my mom and Tara’s offer, my mind swirling with confusion and worry. I wanted to escape badly, but I couldn’t leave my mom in this condition. Plus, what about Tara? I couldn’t trust her fully.

That evening, after making dinner, I went to have my bath. After dressing up, my phone’s message tone rang. I glanced at the screen, and the sender’s number was hidden.

I opened the message to see it was a video. Curious, I played the video, only to be confused to see my mom lying on a hospital bed. What the fuck is going on? Who sent this?

Just then, my phone began to ring. "Hello," I answered the call.

"Isabella?" A man’s voice echoed from the other end.

"Yes, who’s this?"

"Listen up, if you want to see your mother and father alive, you better come to the pack hospital tomorrow, or else."

"Who are you? What do you want with me?"

"If you know what’s good for you," the man continued, ignoring my question. "Don’t tell anyone, especially Alpha Razor about this, and make sure you come without Razor tomorrow unless both your parents will be dead." He cut the call, and instantly, I received another message.

I quickly opened it, jerking in horror to see a man holding a blade to my mom’s neck. My whole body shivered in horror. What the fuck do I do?

I sat down, trying to process the situation. My parents were in danger, and I was being threatened. I had to do something, but what? I