010 - The monster that never left

CHAPTER TEN

NYMERA POV

Neither of us said a word as we rode back to the pack house. I sat far away from him, but I felt his eyes bore holes into the side of my head.

I bit my lower lip as I clenched my fists together. I gasped softly as he scooted closer.

The journey was unnecessarily longer. I looked everywhere but except him.

What was I thinking? That Zephyros was a changed man who wouldn't sniff life away from people?

I guess his gentleness towards me was beginning to get into my head. A monster doesn't change that easily.

Zephyros was the devil himself.

"At least he's not a pretentious and cunning man like Dorian," my subconscious mocked me.

I rolled my eyes in my head. Does it matter at this point? Every member of their family are lunatics.

The carriage suddenly felt smaller. The smell of blood filled my nostrils. My stomach tied into knots.

The horses neighed as the carriage came to a stop. Immediately, I rushed out and threw up everything in my stomach.

I felt Zephyros presence behind me.

"Do you feel better?" he asked and raised his hand to pat my back, but I shifted away.

I nodded, not looking at him. "I'm okay"

I took a deep breath and turned around slowly to look at him. His face twisted into a deep frown.

His hands were shoved in his pockets.

My heartbeat quickened. I have to say it no matter what.

"Thank... Thank you, Your Majesty, for avenging me. I'd like to return to my room and rest," I bowed.

Without waiting to hear his reply, I started walking fast. A loud yelp escaped my lips as I was pulled back.

He lowered his head and brought his lips to my ear. "Why would I let you go? For fuck's sake, you avoided me for days."

I tried to free my wrist from his hold, but it was just too tight. "Please let me go," I pleaded.

"Why? do I disgust you?" He breathed. 

"You see me as a monster. I am a monster. But for you, I could become worse. Those bastards deserved what they got for hurting you and I don't regret it a bit," he added.

My stomach churned. Different emotions swarmed me. It felt good that someone finally cared about me.

But the fact that a madman was giving me the love and assurance I needed doesn't make any sense to me.

"I promise not to avoid you again, but I have to go," I urged.

A throaty chuckle left his lips, sending shivers down my spine.

"Stop arguing and be a good girl for me," he growled and started pulling me in the direction of his chamber.

There was no point in arguing with him. I can never win.

We got to his chamber, and, as usual, the servants were all gone. He locked the door the moment we got into the luxurious living room.

He released my hand and started unbuttoning his shirt. I looked away, not wanting to intrude on his privacy.

"You don't have to look away. You've seen everything before," he taunted.

"Go in and freshen up before you rest. Don't complain, just do as you're told," he commanded.

Slowly, I walked into the room and then the bathroom. The sparkling white floor and the beauty were mesmerizing.

If this luxury room was prepared for him as a guest, how would his room back at Valeblood pack be like?

I shook my head and stripped off my clothes. I stared at my bare body in the mirror, tracing the scars with my fingers.

Creek family, Dorian, Ophelia, Caspian clan - oh, the pain they've all put me through.

A tear dropped from my eyes, but I quickly wiped it off. Zephyros room wasn't the right place to cry.

I took a small quantity of his shampoo and washed my body. A few minutes later, I was done. I had nothing to wear, so I wrapped my body in a towel.

I stepped out with barefoot and saw Zephyros close to the window, his muscular arms folded.

He turned to look at me, and his eyes scanned me before he walked to me.

I curled my toes into the ground as I gripped the edge of the towel tightly.

"Please, do you have any cloth that I could wear?" I asked in a low voice that could be mistaken for a whisper.

Then he stretched out his hand. He was holding a white pajamas. How did he get that?

Wait, does it belong to one of his side chicks? Or...

"Does it belong to, uhmm, one of your wives?" I asked quietly. Hoping he doesn't flare up, but I needed to know.

Instead, his lips curved into a sly smirk. He took measured steps towards me, and I backed away.

But he didn't stop until, my back hit the wall. He leaned forward and lifted my chin, so I locked eyes with his mischievous ones.

His arm circles my waist. I watched as his eyes darted from my eyes to my lips and back to my eyes.

"Why do you care? Are you perhaps jealous?" He smirked.

My face became hot. My throat was dry and itchy, and my knees buckled.

Jealous? Me? Was I?

My heart pounded. I batted my lashes. The heat that radiated from his body overwhelmed me.

We both exchanged breaths. The proximity was messing with me.

"Remember, he's a monster. Get away from him. Further, getting entangled with him won't end well," my subconscious reminded me.

Zephyros wasn't my type of man. He's a dangerous, ruthless and calculative man. He keeps claiming me, but what does he see in me?

Besides, which man would want to be with his nephew's wife, I mean fake wife?

I shuddered when he trailed kisses down my neck. The exact spot he had marked me.

I sighed deeply. Butterflies filled my stomach. Unintentionally, I moaned softly.

My body had become accustomed to Zephyros’ touch. He dug his fingers into my hair, pulling me impossibly closer.

His delicious scent made my core tingle. My body screamed more, but I was having a chaotic struggle in my head.

The things Zephyros made me feel. I bit my lower lip as my body became submissive to him.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. I placed my hands on his chest to push him away, but he wouldn't budge.

"Zephyros, please," I begged. "No one must see us like this?" I added.

"Why? No one would dare say a word," he groaned, but it wasn't enough.

The knocking persisted, and Zephyros pulled back a bit. The veins in his neck popped, and his jaws clenched.

"Who the fuck are you and what do you want?" He roared from the bedroom.

"It's Dorian, Your Majesty," came Dorian's voice.

My eyes widened, and my jaw dropped. Dorian? What does he want from Zephyros this early?

Oh gosh, what do I do? My heart raced.

This dangerous game will be the end of me!