Chapter 6 - maybe I died

Chapter 6 - Maybe I died.

I turn to look around and everything seems to be in place.

Uhn, where did all the dark clouds and the killer with black magic go?

Was I dreaming?

Definitely not.

I wouldn't daydream about a nightmare such as getting killed.

There was definitely someone dressed in all black yet so beautiful trying to kill me.

"What are you looking for?" He asks and I look up to him just in time for me to get what seems like another heart attack.

"A..af…Alpha S.. Sebastian?" I call out in shock and try to get away from him.

I promised to get away from him which is probably why she let me go.

But if I go back on my promise and…

'Stop thinking, just act.' Aria finally says something helpful.

I need to get away from him.

I need to save my life and escape from him lest I lose it for a reason I would never be able to phantom even in the after life.

But he pulls me closer and looks into my eyes.

Can't he see that I'm trying to live?

I understand that he is no different from others, but is my life still not worth much in his eyes? Then what was all that drama about treating my wounds and forcing me to rest!?

"Calm down, no one is trying to hurt you." He says with such calmness in those beautiful eyes, but I still can't help the anger I feel upon hearing what he just said.

What does he mean by no one is trying to hurt me, when someone just conjured black magic to make me disappear?

And because of him!

I give it another try again and I don't know if it's because he let me or I am just so resilient, but I realize I'm free from his hold.

And now, I don't care if I'm going to get killed.

Someone already tried once, it won't come as a surprise again, but I have to say what's on my mind.

"W..wh..what do you m.. mean by t..th..that!?" I ask exasperatedly and with so much impatience that I have to stomp my legs and flap my hands on my side like I'm some flying bird just to get my words out.

It's so frustrating, especially with the smile on his face.

Or is that a smirk!?

Of course, it is, he can't possibly be smiling in this situation.

Does he take me for a fool?

Is he toying with me!?

He definitely does because both his actions and words that follow speak it in volumes.

His action reminds me of Sabrina and when she thinks I'm at wits end!?

"Come here, you're so cute." He says and with one stride pulls me into his arms and pats my hair.

Who calls their prey cute?

Why in the world is he so confusing? Or is he deranged?

"I..I'm not c..cute." I say and try to get out of his hug, stomping his left foot in the process.

"Ouch." He cries but he doesn't let go of me.

"That really hurts." He says.

"T..then l..l..let me go." I tell him and stomp on the same feet.

And I must say, I enjoy the painful groan that escapes from his mouth.

I just made an alpha feel pain.

I do not realize how much I'm enjoying it until he points it out.

"I see hurting people makes you happy." He says and honestly, I'm startled.

"No." I say with my eyes shut. I can't afford to look him in the eyes when I was caught red handed doing something I can't condone.

This makes me feel like I have a bit of Sabrina in me.

But no!

"No!" I say it again, he doesn't say anything, making me curious and forcing me to open my eyes, only to come face to face with him.

How come I didn't hear him lower himself down to the point that he was staring at my face.

Is there something on my face?

Something that doesn't disgust but fascinates the almighty Alpha?

He has that infuriating smile of his own and I find my lips curving down to a frown.

"Cute." He says again, and I lose it.

He asked for this!

"Why did you do that?" He asks, rubbing his nose which I had just headed, but it doesn't seem to hurt him even though my head feels like it is about to split open.

Damn my weak self and that annoying smile of his.

He bends low until his face is in front of me again, and I find myself taking a step back.

My confidence evaporated into thin air and I'm dizzy again.

I can't even hurt a fly, what made me think hitting his diamond hard face with my forehead would hurt him.

He must have been teasing when he said his feet hurt.

But could a whole alpha have the time to tease me?

Maybe he was just looking for another reason to have me killed.

'as if you are worth that much.' aria interjects. Why does she keep acting like she is my enemy when we are supposed to be one.

"I told you, I won't hurt you and as from now on, nobody will dare to. So don't run away from me, uhn." He says, his eyes on mine as he brings his hand up but I suck before it lands on my head.

I'm not a freaking tamed animal.

I'm a werewolf!

'A weak one' my wolf, Aria says and I find myself groaning in frustration.

I can't even get angry properly, nor can I bring myself to lash out properly.

So much for having big dreams.

His large palm still finds its way to my hair and he ruffles my hair like one would a cat's fur.

The dizziness is overtaking my whole being and I feel my strength leave me.

'I guess the black magic is finally kicking in.' is my final thought before I black out.

Or wait, maybe I died.