Chapter 6 He's Into Her

Matt watches Ella from a distance, he can still see her from the building 5 meters from where he is. It has been 3 months since he started tailing her and ensuring she is safe every night. It gives him much relief to see that she is fine. But Matt notices one thing about her. She seems to have no friends and no family with her. My woman is living alone.

Whoa! Matt, where did that "my woman" come from suddenly, dude? Matt told himself and chuckled, then smiled. When he saw her that night, he knew that what he was after was her scent; it was her scent that drew him to her- well, that's what he wanted to believe.

But after tailing her, watching her from a distance, and smelling all her traces from those places she has been. He found himself drawn to her more. He began to miss her, he couldn't go on with his day without seeing her. Slowly, he became more into her and addicted to her. And tonight, he realized something.

He's in love with her. Not because of her scent but because it is her. Ella saw a very familiar figure, it passed by her peripheral view. The build, the jacket, and even the scent. She remembers all of that. Could it be him?

Excitedly, Ella said. She's been longing to see him; any encounter with him is all she thinks about. Even if she experiences that traumatic experience again, it's okay as long as she has the chance to meet the man she wants to see. Ella followed her feeling and turned around inside the long lane of the convenience store. She saw a tall, same built man with a black leather jacket near the counter. Ella has a feeling that this is the man. And to confirm her wariness, Ella walks toward the counter and stands behind him. Ella is almost touching the back of the mysterious man.

It's him... It's him; I'm sure of it. This was the man that night. Ella convinced herself.

After the man paid for the drink he bought, he walked out of the convenience store with big strides. Ella followed him. From almost just 2 meters away from him. Ella doesn't know why she feels excited to see him. Even if it's just the man's back, her heart is happy.

The man walked a long way. The area was a commercial site so there was hardly anyone outside. The man just kept walking until they came to a long distance. It was dark there, but Ella didn't care. If this man was her hero, she would have nothing to worry about. Ella felt the man's pace getting faster. "Wait he knows I'm following him so he just hurries to walk," Ella whispered.

Or maybe he's just tired because Jesus is far from the man's house, why is there a convenience store near them to buy or maybe it's along the way to where he works. That thought made Ella anxious.

Matt barely knew what to do. When he saw her get off the bus and walk home, he couldn't help himself. He had been there for about 30 minutes because his apartment was close by. This has been the case since the incident at the bar.

He was about to leave but saw the woman coming out of his apartment. Matt didn't feel comfortable seeing her go out at night alone. He becomes anxious and alert at the same time. He looked around and followed the woman. Almost all of his senses were shattered because he felt like there was someone else in the crowd around him.

Matt was relieved when he saw that he had entered the 24 hour store across the street from his apartment. He had to go inside just to make sure there was no danger at the store but that was Matt's big mistake. Because Matt felt his blood suddenly warm. He felt the need he had been waiting for for so long. But when he saw some male customers looking at the woman with lust and lust in his eyes. Matt was very stunned. Avoid the annoyance and circle the inside of the shop.

It is his love for her that he's been able to break the rule. But it is also his love for her that everything about him was jeopardized. Matt knew that he had forgotten about that opportunity and Matt knew that he could no longer escape fate and the truth that lurked behind the mystery of what was happening. Matt hated it everything that been going on, even the appearance of the woman he didn't like. Even the feelings he didn't like but his heart and body were coming together spontaneously following the fate he had been trying to escape from all along.

Matt also knew that from then on he had stepped into the light and followed the inside of the store. He knew what was going to happen next was going to be a mess. He ruined all of his plans. He ruins everything just for a glimpse and a breeze of fragrance. Her longing for the cause of her fate was something she could never get out of. It was through the bloodshed and lust for her that he was able to break the rule.

However, his uncontrollable feelings for her have put everything about him at risk. Before Matt could hold back the burst of emotion, he decided to leave the store immediately before people noticed his trembling and changing eye color. They have a way to track it, but they also have a way to identify and know what's going on. 

Matt was consumed by a brutal internal conflict, a raging battleground where logic and emotion clashed relentlessly. His mind, sharp and analytical, screamed warnings: stay hidden, observe, don't interfere. The risk was too great; intervening could jeopardize his own safety, and possibly even worsen the situation for Ella. He knew the dangers lurking in the shadows, the brutal efficiency of the creatures he hunted. Logic dictated caution, a cold, hard assessment of the situation.

But his heart, a primal drumbeat against his ribs, roared a different tune. It pounded with a fierce, protective instinct, a desperate urgency to shield Ella from harm. He felt her fear as if it were his own, a visceral wave that washed over him, drowning out the voice of reason. The woman's power, a potent, intoxicating force, pulled at him, a siren song that whispered promises of danger and desire. He understood the nature of this pull, the inevitable consequence of their connection. He knew what was at stake, not just her safety, but something far more profound, something that resonated deep within his own being. His heart urged him to act, to intervene, to risk everything for her.

 

The conflict tore at him, a brutal tug-of-war between his rational mind and his emotional core. He was paralyzed by indecision, caught in the crossfire of his conflicting desires. He was a hunter, trained to control his emotions, to observe and strategize. Yet, in this moment, his carefully constructed composure threatened to crumble, overwhelmed by the raw, primal force of his protective instincts. He was torn, utterly and irrevocably torn, between his duty to himself and his overwhelming desire to protect the woman who had unknowingly captured his heart.

Oh, sh*t no! Don't do this. Please don't follow me.