Chapter 10

There was silence between the two as Odessa wiped off the wounds on his hands.

It was like he got into a battle with some animals, and he wasn't healing on time.

She quietly cleaned them, expecting him to tell her where he got the wounds from, but they both kept mute.

“So you won't tell me what caused these bruises and wounds?”

She said to him, making him look at her.

But he buried his head, looking down at the floor.

“Desmond,” she called, and he slowly looked up at her.

“Answer me, will you?”

“You'll just leave like the rest of them if I tell you.”

He replied calmly, and at the same time, anger hinted in his tone.

“They haven't even learned who I am, and they all ran from me. How am I sure you won't do the same when you find out?”

“Who's telling you that nonsense?”

She looked at him with a raised brow and a frown.

“Do I look like someone who will judge you for anything?”

“But you do look like someone who can beat me up for anything.”

He mumbled, and for the first time she saw him ever so calm.

He didn't look like an Alpha right now.

He looked like a kid.

A broken kid who was hesitant to open up to anyone.

“Okay, if you won't tell me who did this to you, did you fight Lucas?”

She asked him, and at the mention of that name, he looked up at her with a frown.

“You like him, don't you?”

He asked.

And she looked at him with a raised brow.

“You like the guy. He is calm and gentle. Unlike me, he can be the man you want, and you'll live happily together.”

“What nonsense are you spouting, Desmond? Are you drunk?”

She asked, totally irritated.

“I won't even be caught dead with Lucas.”

“Do you know what he has done?”

“Do you know what I've done? That means you won't be caught dead with me either. I've done so many unforgivable things. Odessa, you would hate me the moment you know about my past and would never want to talk to me again.”

He cut her short.

“Do you think I care what you do? At least you're the only person I know who would treat me genuinely, as you feel. My own stepsister attempted to kill me so she could have my mate, and he said nothing about it, knowing her plan. She should be the one in here.”

“But I trust you to protect me from them, even though I don't know you well except the rumors.”

“What if I have been killed?”

She said.

And he didn't say a word.

“I don't care what you've done. We've all done things we can't control and things we can't go back on. But that doesn't mean you don't deserve a second chance. Or a third one, or a fourth one.”

“Would you still be with me if I told you I'm a monster?”

He asked her, staring deep into her eyes, trying to intimidate her.

But she just kept staring into his eyes in a daring manner.

“Would you still say all this you're saying if I told you I have killed thousands because I can't control myself when I get angry or get onto the battlefield?”

Odessa just stared at him, not showing any other expression than the one she had on since he started to talk.

“You don't know who I am, Odessa, and if you do, you will hate me.”

He continued.

“No. I know you've heard I've killed thousands with my bare hands, and yet you stand before me like I've done nothing. You treat me like I'm just an ordinary wolf, which is what I always wanted.”

“And you are the reason I've smiled since I can remember. I had forgotten what it felt like to smile. I didn't even know that I could smile again.”

He ranted, tears welling in his eyes.

“I am a hybrid Alpha wolf, Odessa.”

She was stunned by what he had just said.

She never believed hybrid wolves existed, and now he was telling her he was one.

“What?”

She asked, and he nodded.

“Everyone would look at me and be like, 'Oh my goodness, he's so lucky to be a hybrid wolf. He was blessed to be a hybrid wolf.'”

“But it is a curse for me, Odessa. It is more of a curse than it is a blessing.”

“Odessa, I can't control myself when needed. I kill thousands because of these same hybrid issues.”

“You might think I've been one long enough to be able to control myself, but no. My bloodlust keeps increasing, and I don't know why. It is driving me nuts, and I hate it.”

He thundered, making her cover her ears.

As the mirrors cracked and the window shattered.

“See, Tigress,” he whispered.

“You're not even safe around me. I can hurt you. You're too delicate to be broken like me. You're too delicate to go through everything I put people through.”

“I don't deserve you at all.”

“Don't say that, Desmond.”

She said, taking his hands in hers gently.

“I know you've gone through a lot. We all have, even though it weighs more than others' pain.”

“Just know that you deserve all the happiness in the world, Desmond, and I meant what I said.”

“You don't, Odessa. You're just trying to make me feel better by saying that.”

“There's nothing anyone can say. I'm a monster. I'll never stop feeling I'm one.”

“What good do you see in me that you aren't even scared of me?”

“You dared to request those things you wanted despite knowing how dangerous I am, and I could kill you for just the request.”

“You wouldn't dare kill me.”

She replied, ruffling his hair gently.

“Don't make me worried again, okay?”

He nodded gently before pulling her into a warm hug, staying in that position for a while.

After that, Odessa cleaned up the remaining wounds he had on and left for the room.

As he took a shower before covering his wounds with bandages, he watched her with so much interest as she placed all her focus on making sure she didn't hurt him.

Since the wounds weren't healing like they should, a smile appeared on his lips as the wind lifted her hair, revealing her whole face.

“Why are you looking at me in a creepy manner?”

She asked, tilting her head to a side, but her gaze was still on the bandage she was putting on his hand.

Slowly, he lifted her chin to make her look at him.

“You had a crush on Lucas, didn't you?”

He asked.

And she looked at him with a raised brow.

“Right, Desmond? Are you jealous of him?”

She asked with a smirk.

“He's so much younger than you are, and you're jealous of him.”

“You make me sound old.”

He replied, pushing the strands of hair in her face behind her ears as she cut out the last bandage and dropped the whole roll.

“Aren't you old?”

She asked with a teasing smile.

“Want to see what an old man can do?”

He teased, heading for his belt, making her let out a squeal as she covered her face with her palm.

Her cute action made him chuckle before pulling her into another hug.

“Thank you so much for today, Odessa.”

His voice came out just above a whisper.

“You're welcome.”

She replied with a small smile as she played with her hands while he wrapped his arms around her waist, his face buried in her neck as he slowly took in deep breaths.

She didn't move for some minutes before he finally let go of her, turning her to look at him.

“You don't have to make me an heir before you get whatever you want. I'm sorry if I was acting rude and demanding.”

He said calmly.

And she nodded before pulling him into a hug, patting his back gently.

“You'll be fine. Don't need to worry about it.”

“If you still want an heir, you'll have to prove to be the father of my baby.”

She smirked before walking out of the bathroom, and he couldn't help but chuckle.

“No problem. My Luna looks like a new assignment for me.”

He replied, looking at his bandaged hands.

He could feel they were already healing, but he kept the bandages on anyway.

“Is she falling in love with us?”

Des asked teasingly, and Desmond leaned into the wall with the smirk still on his face.

“I don't mind her falling in love with us. It's more like she understands us more now.”

He replied, turning to the mirror to look at his reflection.

He seemed to have changed since she arrived.

And he didn't know why, but he was very interested in the reason he changed.

“There's something interesting about her, and I want to know what it is.”