Chapter Nineteen: Special

A vampire?

I stare in horror as Andrew stood in front of me looking like a maniac with blood stain on his shirt and face. He just killed a girl by sulking her blood dry.

“Hey Amelia.“ He said, stepping forward and bent down, giving me an evil smirk. I froze.

My name. He knows my name. I swear I don't remember saying my name to the group. How does he knows my name?

“What are you doing here all by yourself?“ I flinch when he grabbed my jaw in a painfully tight grip.

“Please let me go. I promise I didn't see anything.“ I pleaded, trying to push away his tight grip on me.

My heart was beating so fast in fear. I could already begin to imagine the worst that was to come. On top of that, I regret coming here in the first place. I should have listened to my wolf and insisted on not coming to the party.

His hand left my jaw and I winced again when he pulled my head back by grabbing onto my hair. “You know, you are one pretty looking werewolf. It would be such a waste if I left you dead without playing with you a little.“

My heart skipped and fear gripped my throat at the thought of what he was implying. A sickness settled in my stomach as I stared at Andrew grinning down at me.

I manage to strangle out a sentence through my petrified state. “Why are you doing this?“

“Oh no.“ He released my hair and stood straight, flicking some blood off his face. “You're mistaken- I don't want you. I need you. You're special Amelia. So, so special.“

Before I could register his movement, I was dragged up from the ground by my hair. My head swirling with dizziness and I force my legs to balance me well.

I slammed my eyes shut, not wanting those psychotic eyes bore into mine but he grabbed my jaw forcing me to look at me.

“Please let me go.“ I whispered, my voice barely audible.

“That's not going to be any fun for me. I'd love to see the tortured expression on his face.“ He hissed, grinning. One hand playing with my hair, while the other dragged an elongated claw across my throat.

I swallow harshly. “What do you mean?“

In split seconds, I screamed in surprise as he lifted me from the ground and threw across the hallway, my back hitting a wall in full force. I groan when I felt a sharp pain running down my spine and across my shoulders. My head pounded after it whacked onto the ground and the metallic taste of blood pooled from my mouth. I glanced through the foggy darkness in my mind to see him approach me.

I let out a whimper in pain. “P-please.“

I screamed when he dragged me up from the ground by my throat. He dangled me a good foot from the ground, with nails embodied into my throat. My right arm numb and unable to move while the other clutch onto his arm in fear.

“Don't you fucking beg me. It's all his fault so he deserves this.“ He gritted out.

I could feel my pulse beating loudly, the swinging of colours blurring around me as I fought with consciousness. I was gasping for breath but he didn't seem to care. Rather, he was enjoying it. He was smiling at me in wonder, obviously aware of the damage he was causing. I was like a bug or a toy to a toddler.

I could feel blood dripping from my nose and into my mouth, saliva pooling in my mouth as I choked.

Just as Andrew went to put me down, he screamed, releasing me too quickly and causing me to crumble to the ground. Wondering what happened, I stared up at the chaos that ensued. A large black wolf had Andrew in his jaw, tearing into him as the sound of scream filled the large hallway.

I rolled into my side in the hope of recovering but found my consciousness difficult to keep. Breathing was a battle and my head rang with pain, it hurt everytime I attempted a breath. I watch the one-sided fights until Andrew gave up his fight and his head was ripped away from his neck in a split seconds. The black made sure it was dead before releasing the body.

Through teary blurred eyes, I watched as the wolf transformed into my mate, Stark. Finally feeling safe, I let myself loose consciousness as he rushes towards me.

~~

Stark's P.O.V

Few hours ago.

I pull my car over at the park house, stepping out of it and handing over the keys to Max, my personal driver. I enter into the house, omegas and young trainers bowing their heads in respect as I ass by. It's being a hectic day and I couldn't wait to relax in my room. For some reasons, I coming here straight from work brings me comfort in ways I can't describe. Although mostly because, any time I come home, my heart leap In joy of seeing my mate. A smile spread on my lips even thinking about her now.

I walk into my office and start going through some important documents when my beta Tyler, barges in.

“Hey man.“ He said as he walked in and dropped on the chair in front of my desk.

I stopped and gave him a disapproving look when he pulled his dirty shoes up on my desk.

“Tyler.“ I warned. When he noticed my serious tone, he sulked and dropped his legs, sitting upright.

“Please spare me your scoldings, I just got back from the trip. Instead, I deserve a princess treatment.“ He grumbled dramatically and I rolled my eyes, returning to the work I was sorting out.

Aside my parent, Tyler is the only werewolf I give the chance to act freely around me. If he wasn't my childhood best friend and most trusted person, he would have been six feet beneath me by now. He is also the only one permitted to call me by my name.

“How did it go?" I asked, my eyes still plastered on the files in my hands.

He huffed, bringing out a small envelope from his pocket and handing it to me. I opened it and was pleased to see the signatures I hoped to see.

“At first, they weren't ready to negotiate with the settlement I laid down until I threatened to bring war to their pack.“

I nodded. “That's good. Any update on what I asked for?“

“Yeah, about that, I got an information from a reliable source that years ago, an entire park including a lycan family was wiped out from existence by a pack of wild rogues. It was an ambush and unexpected. They set the house on fire in the middle of the night, killing the family in a instant.“

I sighed, running my hands through my hair in exhaustion. When I saw her shift for the first time, I saw her wolf colour. Then I realised that she was a Lycan.

Blonde hair, green eyes, pale skin and a white wolf. It made sense though. Lycans are known for their similar features. A white wolf meant she was from a breed of ancient Lycans. My mate is a Lycan: The strongest and powerful breed of all werewolves.

They had special and gifted abilities and are usually faster compared to a normal werewolf. I just don't know if it was a good or bad thing that I'm paired with a Lycan mate. So to be 100% sure, I needed to know where she was truly from.

“There's more to it.“ Tyler spoke. I snapped my eyes to him and raised an eyebrow.

“The body of the Lycans' cub wasn't found.“ He told me. I frown as a thought ran through my mind.

“Moonlight pack.“ I voiced out, more to myself than to him.

“Yes.“ He hesitated, confirming my thoughts. “Let's not jump into conclusions. We could be wrong.“

I really hope so.

I sigh again, pinching the bridge of my nose. “Where is she?“

“I think I saw her on the field with Gamma Jack, probably a personal training session.“

I nod and got up from my seat. I head to the door but stopped when Tyler called my name.

“Stark.“ He said and I turned my head to look at him.

“You know you can't keep hiding it from her for too long. She's bound to find out one way or the other.“ He spoke in a quiet, concern voice. I nod my head, understanding his worrying. Clearing my throat, I looked away.

“I'll tell her when it's the right time.“ I replied, walking out of the office.

I head to the field and scanned it for her presence but was surprised to see only Jack in the field. He was working out under the scorching sun alone and I figured Ameliawas done with her training.

Brushing through the grass, I walk to Jack who was doing some push ups. As if sensing my presence, he stopped and look around. When he spotted me, he quickly got up and bowed slightly in submission to my wolf.

“How is training with the new shifters going?“ I demanded as soon as I got to him.

He raised his head to look at me, “Good actually, they aren't too difficult to train and also control. I can bet that within a month or two, they would be skilled and be able to train with the adults.“

I nod my head. “I trust you to do a good job. What about the newest shifter? How's her performance?“ I asked and try my best not to seem eager for a response.

He grinned. “Amelia? She's a tough one but I notice she's a fast learner when she tries to put her heart into doing some thing. I guarantee that she won't be a problem for any of us. She just needs to focus and a little motivation here and there.“

Pleased with the update, I sigh and head back inside. Instead of going back to the office or my room, I walk to hers. I stood in front of her room, staring at the closed door while contemplating on either to go in or just walk away.

After so many inner battles with myself, I knock lightly on it and waited for her sweet voice to respond. When I didn't hear anything, I grab the knob and turned it.

The door opened and I entered the room, immediately catching a whimp of her heavily lavender mixed with strawberry scent. My wolf moaned at the wonderful scent of his mate. I close my eyes and breathed them in, feeling myself instantly relax by only her scent.

Goodness, she smelt so good. I could gladly die by her side, knowing her scent was the last thing I inhaled.

I open my eyes and smiled when I saw the gorgeous culprit curled up in her bed, sleeping like there wasn't a single damn care of the world. I walk futher into the room and quietly pull a chair beside the bed. I sit down it and watched as she snorted softly. If there was something I noticed about her, it was that she a pretty heavy sleeper. Besides today, I had walk into her room and sat down just to watch her sleep every night and this my mate wouldn't even stir awake until I was gone.

She was so adorable and I couldn't wait for what it feels like to have her in my arms, either asleep or awake. Hell, I even what to jump on this bed right now and pull her sleeping figure into my arms. But I knew I had to wait. All the things I have in mind of what to do with her has to wait. Not that, I wasn't ready. I just have to make sure she knows what she's getting into before making any drastic decisions that would hurt us both. She can hate me now and not forgive me for being a jerk towards her but I'm she would understand when I explain things to her at the right time. Now isn't the right time.

Right now, all she needs is to train physically, discover her strength and abilities so that she would be able to fight. That's what I need her to do. I have a lot of enemies and it would kill me if anything happened to her in this weak state. Not even now that there a lot of rogues and vampires around, killing any weak prey. I could protect her but I can't always be watching her every move. Like I said, a lot of enemies are looking for my weakness and she is my weakness. I place a kiss on her head and got up, walking out her room.

I entered my room and pull away clothes from my body before walking into the bathroom to have a shower.

Once down, I wrap a towel around my waist and went back to my room. I put on some shirt and joggers before walking to my bed to also have a quick nap.