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Esmeralda

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"I don't know." Sylver glimpsed down at the watch on his wrist, grinning at whatever the time is. "It's just past 12:30 AM, time for bed. I'm exhausted."

We walk silently to the master bedroom, I can feel his heated gaze on my ass as we trudge up the wooden stairs. I realise now, I am still in my formal blue dress, I really didn't want to sleep in this tonight. It's such a pretty dress and took me two months of work to pay for it.

"I'll take the guest bedroom tonight, I'll give you one of my shirts to sleep in. I had them moved in here a few days ago, I didn't expect you to live here so soon so I didn't get your stuff." Sylver rubbed his neck nervously, flushing like a teenage boy with a boner.

"It's fine, I'll take a quick shower. Just drop them somewhere on the bed." I grumbled, stepping to my intended place, the bathroom.

I heard the bedroom door close, notifying me that he is gone to the guest room. I quickly strip, smoothing out my blue dress as much as possible so it doesn't get ruined.

I jumped into the shower, turning it to the highest temperature to the point it almost burns my flesh. I don't know why but I feel clean and fresh when I do it. I feel new. It's something I've done since I was fourteen. My doctor said it's a form of self-harm, it's my escape from the world instead of cutting.

I glanced through the numerous shampoos and body wash but only found sporty men's. I lathered my hair in it, feeling dirty since being in that old bar with Beta Alex earlier. It is surprising how nice men's shampoo smells, I preferred it over my lavender one back at home. I think I'll be buying this from now on.

I rinsed my body off, pulling a towel around my body and stared in the mirror, critiquing what I saw. A girl with brown hair and blue eyes. I wish that was all but there is more to the story. My story.

My brown hair is seriously matted and drenched in hairspray where I tried to look perfect for my mate and friends birthday party. My ocean blue eyes are tired, bloodshot and pained. There are red blotchy patches around them from my crying.

Wiping the thoughts from my mind, I grabbed the packet of toothbrushes and picked the green. My favourite colour. A lot of people don't understand it but I just really like it. It reminds me of days playing with my friends in the clearing and forest or when my mom and I took road trips across the country to different castles.

I don't know how to explain this situation to my mother. I should have notified her immediately when I found my mate. I should be at home with her right now watching Saturday Night Live with big mugs of hot chocolate and cookies. Instead, I'm with a mate who hates me who is also the newest alpha.

I scrub my teeth, scrubbing rapidly until I make my gums bleed. I jumped back when the blood dripped, it is green. A dark green, thick like blood but the colour of blue spruce.

I screamed then, right at the top of my lungs until a worried Sylver came barging into the bathroom, breaking down the flimsy door.

"What's wrong?" He exclamations, almost slipping on the grey tiled floors. I simply pointed to my dripping mouth and his jaw dropped quickly. "Why is it green?"

"I don't know, I... I just don't know." I managed to cough out between sobs, tears running down my already splotchy face. "My blood has always been red, it's green."

"it's green," Sylver repeated with a matching shocked face, his silver eyes wandering around the blood that is trickling down my chin to my bare neck.

"It's green," I said one more time.

"I know!" Sylver shouted but not in a horrible way. More in a like 'what the fuck' way. "What do we do? That's not normal, like at all. I've never seen this before."

"Maybe we should call your father, he might know what to do," I suggested, scared of what I am. Green blood, stronger than an alpha. What the hell am I?

"I just mind linked him," Sylver informed me, the worried expression shrinking with mine. "My parents are visiting a witch tomorrow so we'll know more then. Dad doesn't want you around any supernatural creatures except for us because they may want whatever power you have."

"Thank you," I mumbled, pulling my green blood-stained towel up my body to try and cover myself.

"For what?" He asked confused, his thick eyebrows furrowed and large arms crossed.

"For caring," I said clearly before taking off to the outfit Sylver had set on the Queen sized bed.

An oversized ripped band shirt with a pair of boxers that will definitely be too big for me. I twirled my finger, indicating that he should turn around while we speak.

I began changing but Sylver talks again, looking at the blank wall.

"Why wouldn't I care?" Sylver's voice is laced with anger and irritation but with a hint of intrigue.

"I don't want to talk about this now," I say as I pull up the boxers, coughing to inform him I was done changing into his pyjamas.

"You don't have to tell me today but I will need to know," Sylver whispers in my ear, sending a shiver across my spine. I didn't know he was so close, my wolf betraying with taking away my heightened senses.

"Not tonight, in the morning." I mumbled, trying to push past him to go downstairs but he stopped me.

"It doesn't have to be today, I've told you that. Let's just go get some food," I smiled at him as he ushered me down the stairs taking his suit jacket off as he did. "So what are we thinking? There's only two options I can make, cereal or a ham sandwich. What do you think?"

"That's a tough one, I think I'll go with the cereal as long as it's coco puffs." He laughed at me like I was stupid.

"Darling, there are always coco puffs in my house." Sylver joked and I laughed. I sat on one of the white barstools as he ran around the kitchen collecting bowls, spoons and milk.

"Your favourite?" I stifled a laughed as I asked. He raised his eyebrows at me as if to say 'of course.'

"Always my favourite," Sylver chuckled as he sat down next to me, passing me a bowl of his absolute favourite cereal. "Mmm, so good."

"Shut up," I pushed his arm causing the spoon to hit the back of his throat and he began choking. Milk and cereal are everywhere but I still laughed at him. "That's disgusting."

"It's all your fault," Sylver's face returned back to its normal colour but his eyes are still bloodshot and watery. "I'll just have to take yours then," he grabbed my bowl and shoved a huge spoonful of cereal in his mouth, milk dribbling down his chin. "Mmm, so good."

"Stop saying that, it sounds so weirdly sexual and its creeping me out." I whined, taking the spoon from him and eating some myself.

"The only thing creeping you out is that you like me making those noises." He hit the nail on the head there, it was kind of sexy when he made those noises. I blushed. "I thought so,"

"Stop that and pour some more puffs. I'm starving, delivering a huge scene in front of the entire pack takes the life out of you." I yawned as he grabbed the box, pouring about three times the correct portion.

"I'm jealous of you," Sylver coughed, he turned a bright red before hiding it by shoving more food in his already full mouth. I shook my head at him, I didn't do anything. I literally just had green blood and ruined a ritual that has gone on for hundreds of year. "Green blood and ruining an age old ritual," he read my mind. "I have spent years trying to change the old traditions of the pack, trying to bring some new now that we are in a new world. You manage to turn our blood silver and black "

"I just feel so guilty," my voice was raspy, I leaned my head on his shoulder.

"Don't be. The pack hasn't stopped talking about it. The keep mind linking me. Especially this one girl but I think she just wants some more it you get what I mean."

"How many?" His eyes turned black as I asked him, he is angry but I didn't know if it was at me or at himself.

"A few kisses here or there but I'm a virgin. I've never even got naked with a girl." Sylver smiled softly at me and I was mesmerised by this man in front of me.

"Why are you being so nice to me? A few weeks ago you hated me." I asked him while looking him directly in the eyes, creating a moment of just me and him.

"Sometimes the girl who's always been there for everyone else needs someone to be there for her."

"Are you here for me?" I asked lamely, I knew it sounded lame but it was the first thing that came to mind.

"I want to save you, I want to be the one to save you from the darkness that I know you feel as well." He has a serious look on his face, his thick eyebrows furrowed as if he is in pain.

"I don't want you to have to save me. I want you to stand by my side as I save myself." I declared with a strong tone.

"I believe in you. I have hope. I'm always here for you."