Chapter 5: Who touched who now?

The horrid taste hit her tongue like tsunami. Estelle didn't know how shit tasted like, but she was sure this tasted worse than shit.

‎ She gagged, but fought through it and swallowed it all, since it was already in her mouth, she might as well take it all.

From the corner of her eyes. She saw Adrian clutching his groin. His expression was pained and full of amused disbelief. Estelle broke the ice around her wrists and held the vial. After staring at it like it offended her, she threw it like it was the most vile thing in existence. It shattered against the wall before it's numerous fragments bounced on the wooden floor. She grimaced at the smell her mouth released. She needed to get rid of the vile stench as soon as possible.

The accursed potion was working. She could feel it. Her muscle fibers were slowly mending themselves, Even her wounds from the deadfall healing. Although It hurt, it wasn't something Estelle couldn't handle. But she still felt a sense of dissatisfaction.

Adrian had somehow helped her again. And she f*cking disliked it.

Slowly she turned her head towards Adrian who was now staring at her like nothing happened.

Although, his facial muscles spasmed from time to time, it was obvious that the man was in pain.

“ I wish I had struck harder than that.” She muttered to herself as she bit her nails. Estelle truly felt a pang of regret.

The alpha of Frostveil smiled , his eyes were slightly bloodshot. He had obviously heard what she said.

He walked towards the hearth and stood there with his veiny hands behind his back. Estelle stared at his exposed back. Although she was tempted to lunge forward and rip Adrian to shreds, her injuries made her think twice.

She clicked her tongue and sighed. Lowering her head, she asked.

“ When are going to let me out of here... Surely you don't plan on hurdling me in this wretched place forever, do you?“

Adrian remained silent for a few seconds before he responded.

“ I don't, am just making sure there are no spies from Silvervale here. If Darius or your father learns you are alive and in Frostveil, the results would be catastrophic.“ Adrian didn't want those 2 knocking on his door... yet.

“ I see...“ Estelle was a little disappointed, but she understood.

Adrian turned around and threw a seemingly luxurious leather pouch at Estelle without a word.

Catching the pouch she opened it and a minty scent assaulted her nose, There were mint leaves inside. “ When did–“

“ I brought them with me because I knew you would need it, I know how annoying that drug is.“

“ That's... oddly considerate of you. “ She frowned slightly, but still ate the leaves. Adrian didn't respond to that. He didn't know if her words were genuine or sarcastic, not like he cared. Getting up, took off his Henley shirt while walking towards the bed. His toned body glistened under the glow the fire gave.

“ What are you doing?“ Estelle had a vigilant expression on her face as she watched Adrian walk closer. Her eyes scanned his upper body for a brief moment before looking away. Adrian's torso was filled with scars, Some which she had to him. He stopped 3 steps away from her. His lips curved slightly as he spoke.

“ Don't be so guarded. It's not like am going to f*ck you.“ He said in a voice barely a whisper.

Estelle's face contorted in disgust, but inwardly, her heart skipped a beat.

“ From now on you will be sleeping with me.“ Adrian predatory gaze roamed her body. “ You are already showing signs of recovery, am worried you might escape.“

“ I am not going to–“

“ I know what kind of woman you are, my dear Estelle.“ Adrian cut her off.

Estelle frowned but didn't say anything. She turned away with her teeth clenched, she felt a little wary. The bed was big enough for 3 people to sleep on without any inconveniences. But that didn't soothe her at all. The mere fact that she would be sleeping on the same bed with a her enemy made her stomach churn.

“ Don't. Make. Any moves on me, Adrian...“ she warned him with a low growl, the mint leaves in her hands were gone.

“ I will try.“ Estelle froze. She squinted her eyes and stared at Adrian who had already climbed the bed. The bed sunk under his weight.

“ Adrian... You. Will. NOT. Do anything stupid!“ She stressed every single word, but the alpha only smirked.

“ Am not as shameless as you think, I won't do anything to you unless you want me to. “

Unless you want me to.

The words hung between them. Heavy and dangerous.

She bit her lip. ’ Should I give him more scars?’

Staring at Estelle who was nibbling on her lips, Adrian's eyes lost focus for a second be returning to their usual self. This didn't go noticed by Estelle as she currently having malicious thoughts.

“ You... what makes you think I would want your rotten hands on me?“

Adrian flinched. Then he subconsciously glanced at his hands.

He hadn't forgotten the woman one his bed hated him with passion despite the fact he saved her life. Her attitude had only softened for now since her conscience wouldn't let her mistreat the man who saved her. Later she would return to her usual self.

“ We will see about that.“ He said while placing his hands behind his head and closed his eyes. His rock hard abs and muscular chest were on display. If it were some women, they would have admired the sight with shy blushes.

But Estelle...

“ Am really warning you Adrian Lykas. Touch me, and I will give you new scar.“

She was impervious to his charm. Her hate had practically blocked out all kinds of beauty Adrian may harness.

Adrian responded with a nod. “ Noted.“

Estelle didn't say anything else. She laid down on her side. Facing away. Her back towards him. Before, turning her back on Adrian Lykos was the last thing she’d ever do, but now she was too tired to care.

The bed was huge, so she didn't have to worry about him 'accidentally' rolling over to her side...

The bed could let 3 people sleep comfortably, but right now it held two and a war.

Slowly, She drifted off to sleep.

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Estelle had a strange dream. There was this orb of blue light that was radiating heat. And because of the cold in Frostveil, she wanted to stay near it. Frostveil was a cold place after all. But any time she rolls *ahem* Moves there. The 'orb of blue light' grew a pair strong hands that tried to push her away as if it didn't want her near it, but Estelle didn't yield and thus tried to conquer it.

Which she did.

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[ Midnight. ]

Estelle's eyes fluttered open as her brain sleepily reacted to an anomaly. Something was wrong. Something was f*cking wrong...

The thing that greeted her sense of sight first was a broad chest. Already knowing who it belonged to Estelle trembled with rage as she slowly craned her neck to stare at Adrian who had his eyes closed.

She was about to yell when she noticed something. Then she slowly turned her head to her side only to notice a very big, empty space on the side she was supposed to sleep on. Estelle... didn't know how to feel. How did she end up all the way here? Just as she was about to pull away, she noticed something mortifying. Her hands, were wrapped around Adrian's waist!

All colors drained from her face.

She couldn't believe this! she refused to believe this!

The way her hands tightly wrapped themselves around Adrian's waist made her think they were a separate entity. It seemed her body had subconsciously sought heat. And because of that she had rolled towards him.

Her enemy... Adrian.

“ Ooooh, damn it.“ She cursed in a low voice. She could feel a headache coming.

If Adrian woke up only to see her wrapping her arms around his waist... Estelle didn't even want to imagine what would happen.

And what she dreaded happened.

Just as she was about to quietly pull away Adrian's pale blue eyes opened and stared into her golden ones with a judgemental gaze.

Adrian was awake. Had been, to be exact. He probably didn't sleep properly today. Because of a certain person.

The fire in the hearth dimmed as two pair of eyes locked gazes. One looked amused yet not, while the other looked appalled.

Adrian's eyes dimmed. His hoarse voice rolled out of his mouth like a guillotine, cutting Estelle's pride.

“Who touched who now?“