Mystic's POV"Listen, Mystic, you've got to eat something. "I hear Leo plead as he sits down on the edge of the bed where I was lying the whole day, without any intention of moving. I was lying facing the window so my back was turned against him, but I can smell how delicious the pizza would taste if I had the appetite to. I bet it will still be tasteless despite the toppings it had. I'm pretty sure my taste buds doesn't work well right now. Couldn't blame it though, upon hearing the truth, parts of my body seems to be malfunctioning. For the past days, I can say while Ethan tried his best to lift up my mood, which he failed miserably each time, Leo had been the one who were the most concerned of my physical health. I couldn't count how many different dishes he prepared I wasn't able to eat, but it didn't stop him. And I really appreciate what he's doing but I just can't seem to bring myself to eat in this situation.

"No! "I shouted, and stood in between them, shocking the guy. Hunter's wolf growled behind me, probably worried of the gun pointed at me."What are you doing? ""Put the gun down. "I demanded."What?! ""Just do it! Please, this is the best way. Trust me. "I  said those words almost in beg.Thankfully, he slowly put the gun down."Throw it. ""What? No! ""Please, just throw it. "His eyes was full of confusion but he couldn't do anything else as he follow my words. I still wonder how easily he trust people."Now, run. ""But what about you? "He asked, concerned which I just replied with a shook of my head."Don't worry about me, I'll live. "I said those words with assurance. It seems like he wanted more words to say, but he thankfully shut his mouth and just nod his

Mystic’s POV“Hey Mystic—"“No.” I slammed my bedroom door shut, not letting him finish his sentence. I marched towards my bed, and slumped myself onto the comforters, burying my face in between my pillows as I let out a frustrated groan.“Geez, that man doesn’t know how to give up!”Hunter kept bugging me all day! Well, breakfast was a first. Then he suddenly handed me flowers, attempted to give me chocolates, tried to show me movie CDs’, and even tried to cook me lunch! Which he miserably failed, by the way. He ended up putting too much salt on both eggs and soup, the chicken was undercooked and the freaking rice was burned into crisp! Well, Ethan informed me he was always been that clumsy. But—Just—“Just how clumsy is he?!”I ended up spending the whole day ignoring him. Which basically made me lock myself inside my room. It didn’t stop him though. He knocked on my room countless times, been rejected countless times and I know for sure he wouldn’t stop. Yes, is he clumsy and yes,