not human

I blinked, looking at the woman like she had grown a second head. “Excuse me?” I called. Hoping that I had heard her wrong or something.

“Oh don’t get me wrong, and I hope I don’t sound like a crazy person to you, neither is it anything personal. But Ronan is mine. He was promised to me from the moment I could breathe”

I blinked, something shook as I watched her. It reminded me of how I would always go after the girls that Ethan chased after, was this how crazy looking i was?

I cleared my throat, opening my mouth to say something when someone cleared their throat, making me look at where the sound had come from.

“What is going on here” He, Ronan said, not looking happy in the least bit. Vallery froze, looking at him then back to me.

“Nothing, I just…”

“Anya?” he said, totally ignoring her. His voice was gentle, contradicting the annoyed look on his face..

“I…” I opened my mouth to speak. I watched the panicked look across Vallery’s face as she tried to stay calm. “It’s nothing.” I said instead I knew what it was like to be scolded in front of someone else while trying to mark your territory.

He let out a sigh, looking at Vallery. “Leave us” He said, not even bothering to glance at her for a second longer.

I watched her silently. How her mouth fell open, wanting to say something, how she looked at me with anger in her eyes before she stepped out.

The door slammed shut, almost too loudly.

“There is nothing going on between us. I was at the door an I happened to overhear…”

“Alpha Ronan I-” I called. I watched as his face twisted with displeasure as I called him that.

“Ronan” He said, cutting me off. I looked at him, a bit of confusion setting on my face no doubt. “Just Ronan” He said.

I took in a deep breath, there was no need to fight on that, I knew for a fact that it was no doubt a lost cause trying to tell him that I was more than comfortable calling him Alpha Ronan.

“I think it would be best if.. you don’t do this” he looked at me for the longest time, as though he was trying to decipher what I was saying.

“I don’t… I don’t understand?” He looked at me. He looked cute and….

I pulled back, trying to get the thought out of my head.

“She likes you” I whispered. “I know what that feels like and I would not forgive myself if end up choosing to be on this side when I know too well what it feels like standing on that side, feeling hopeless when the person you love…” He placed his hands on mine, stopping me from speaking as the sparks flew up my arm.

"Anya” I have never heard my name so good come out from anyone’s mouth like that. “She was not my mate. I can assure you that I feel nothing and once she finds her mate, she would be over this. Please don’t let what she said rub off on you the wrong way. I promise, there was never anything there to begin with.” I looked him long and hard, trying to not think too much about it when I pulled my hands away from him.

His face twisted with sadness. His eyes falling from mine as I pulled my hand away.

“I see” He mumbled. I wanted to tell him that it was not what he thought it was but how could I actually tell him when the pain was intensifying?

“I would….” He started, standing up to go. I reached out, my vision becoming blurry.

“Please don’t leave me” I begged, tears rolling down my eyes at this point. The sparks lasted a few more minutes before it was replaced by burns were I touched him. I pulled back again, hoping that he got the message again.

“What is going on?” He said, already reaching to the bedside table for something I could not quite see. He yelled out something. “WHY THE FUCK IS IT NOT WORKING!!” He yelled, someone else standing at the door side but my vision had become to hazy for me to see who it was.

“I don’t know” The person, a man’s voice said from the other side, shaking as he spoke.

“I swear… if…. I will….kill you” I could make out bits of Ronan’s voice now.

“…Isn’t human?” Was the last thing I heard before everything became black…

*

Ethan’s p.o.v

"Would you relax?”  Esme’s voice came from the other side of the room as she threw on a shirt.

“My father is worsening by the minute Esme, you expect me to sit down and just watch?” I was trying my best to blink the tears that were gathering. I could not cry, I dared not.

Not in front of thousands of people and definitely not in front someone I could trust. That was how they turned against you.

“Yes” she said simply, shrugging her shoulders like it was not a big deal.

I opened my mouth to say something but she beat me to it.

“Anya took the soup I made her. That  means it’s only a matter of time before the curse starts to kick in. Then everything would be mine, including her powers. Then we can undo whatever it is she did to your dad and make her pay for it ten times over.”

I was not satisfied with the answer. ‘What if she found out? What if she goes ahead and does some protection spell of some sort?’ The thoughts were rushing through my head, making it impossible for me to stop them.

She smiled, smirking as she came closer to me, as though she already knew what I was thinking about.

“Besides, you already control her by marking her. Do you really think she can get away?”…