AugustAs I ran out of the pack house and rushed toward home, the only thing I could think about was how big of a moron I am. I should not have kissed him. He has a fiancee, for the love of god! I am not one of those girls who snatch other girl’s man. Even if we turned out to be mates, she was in his life first. I should have stayed away from him. I walked inside the house, marching toward my room to just bury my face in a pillow and cry my eyes out when a hand shot out and grabbed my arm. I was twisted around before I had a chance to even stand properly and a hand grabbed my face, turning me forward.“What is that?” mom inquired. Her eyes pinned on my mouth.“What?”“Why is your mouth so red?” she inched close to me, her scrutinizing gaze staring at my mouth for one brief second before it snapped to meet my scared one, “don’t tell me you kissed someone!”“What?”“Whom did you kiss?” I stiffened, my face going pale, “N- no one.”“Don’t lie to me, August. I know the signs of a damn k
His eyes fell on me immediately. There was a flash of aggression in his gaze, but I looked away. It was better for the things to go back to the way they were. I didn’t know Adrian’s whereabouts and he was not aware of my existence. “Oh, don’t mind Kaya’s words, August.” Leila snatched her legs back, frowning, “she is stupid. You don’t have to do this.” “It is alright.” I mumbled extending my hands again to take off her slipper, “this is my duty. You are our guest.” Grabbing the back of her leg, I pulled the brand new, white slippers out of her feet and stood up, “I will bring you a new pair. There are ruggy ones that are soft enough for you to walk inside your room and inside the pack house comfortably.” I bowed my head, and walked out of the room. I did not dare to lift up my eyes to look at any of them. I could already imagine everyone’s expressions. Lucinda must be smirking, Leila must be felling guilty, Kaya should be arrogantly smug, and Adrian… I don’t know what he would be
I became still in shock as dread ran down to my spine… murder? MURDERER?!“What?” I asked, completely blank minded and in shock.They remained silent as a stone.“No.. I would never…?!” I asked, my eyes filled with confusion. My body was trembling in fear, “I don’t know what you are talking about.”“How did you kill her, when, and why. Three answers, and it will save us the bother of wasting our time on torturing you.” The burly guard muttered.The guard with the glasses said in a soft voice, “we already found her body in the woods. Her neck was broken.”My eyes widened in shock. What the hell?!“I did not kill her! I don’t even know when and how it happened.” I explained quickly, desperately, “I worked in the kitchen and then I went home. I don’t know what you are talking about!”He walked up to me, a cold smile playing on his lips, “You had a fight with her yesterday, didn’t you?”“So what?!” I shouted incredulously, “who would kill someone over such a trivial argument?! And it was
Something soft touched my forehead. I flinched immediately, scared. Agony shot up in my whole body, and I whimpered, almost sobbing.“Hey. Hey, it is me.” the voice was just as soft as the touch had been. And it felt familiar.I tried to open my eyes. Since they were swollen shut, I could barely see anything. I blinked a few times, trying to clear my vision. When I could finally see, I saw the figure of a man bent on his knees in front of me.“A- Adrian?” I asked, barely about to whisper through chapped lips. I had not eaten or drank anything since I had been brought to the dungeons. I think it had been more than three days because the guards came every day to investigate the truth out of me.
“Go over there, and bring some of it.” Lucinda commented and pointed at the burning hot pot of the porridge that had been set at the dining table.Nodding my head, I stood up and started to walk toward the kitchen to grab a small bowl. “Where do you think you are going?” Lucinda’s snap made me halt, and then turn around, “where are you running off to?”“Bowl.” I said. Wasn’t it obvious?She scoffed. Her fingers pulled the gum out of her mouth and put it on the freshly cleaned table that I had just spent ten minutes cleaning up.“Use your hands.” she said, shooting me a vicious stare. “What?”She rolled her eyes, got up from her seat, and walked over to me. Snatching my wrist, she took a spoonful of porridge from the pot. My eyes shot to the burning hot pot. The smoke was still coming from the food.“No, please do-” I tried to snatch my hand back but she poured the hot porridge all over my hand.“Ah…” I cried out in pain.My skin burnt immediately, turning bright red. Tears welled up
I was still as a rock. I had a faint idea of what he was about to say but I did not want him to confirm my fear.“You were running away from this pack?!” he barked angrily, “I went to your house and the sight that greeted me was of a very clean house that had all things packed already. You were fleeing from here? Without even saying one damn thing to me?”I flinched at his loud voice but then turned my head away and muttered, “It has nothing to do with you.”“The hell it doesn’t!” he shouted, his hand slamming on the wall beside my head, “you are my mate! I have every fucking right to know what goes on with you!”“No, I am not your m
Adrian kept staring at her in silence. Indifferent. It fueled her anger more. Grabbing a vase from the side table, she smashed it on the ground. And then continued to pick whatever came in her hands, screaming madly. “You! You ruined it! Why is it that every time I am in front of you, you don’t see ME?!” she flipped around to face Adrian again, her breaths heavy, eyes red, and unfocused. Her pupils were so enlarged that she looked like a mad woman. “I love you so much! I did so many things for you! Why don’t you see that? What the hell is wrong with me?!” “Get out.” Adrian said in a calm voice. She grabbed more things, throwing them on the ground. The whole floor was now filled with glass, and plastic, and all the other broken objects. “Guards!” a man rushed inside the room. “Take her out of my room.” The guard grabbed Lucinda’s flying arms. She still kept screeching wildly, completely out of control. I had never seen her like this ever before. I guess the shock of Adrian bei
I opened my mouth to scream my lungs but but then stopped at the very first squeak when I saw it was Adrian. With my eyes wide, and heart still thumping wildly in shock, I ran to the bedroom door to lock it from inside. “Surprise!” he grinned, standing up on his feet. “Shock!” I said breathlessly, “please give a small knock on the window when you come in next time. I don’t want to have heart problems in my twenties.” “Oh, so your heart beats fast when you see me?” he smirked, getting closer. “In fear. Trust me.” I said, looking out the window to make sure no one was watching. “And what are you doing here? If mom saw you, she is going to skin me alive. And I am not even saying that rhetorically. I mean literally. She WILL skin me alive.” He made a face and plopped down on the bed, making my anxiety rise. One, he was not supposed to be anywhere in my house. The thought of mom knocking at the door any second and smelling his scent was giving me a panic attack. And two, who would ev