The moment he got up from his kneeling position, I flew up and grabbed the torn edges of my blouse then brought them together to cover my exposed chest. I was thankful things didn't escalate any further than it already did but I couldn't help the sobs that were pretty much expressing my feelings followed by tears that told the story of the horror I just experienced. Long strides brought him over to a single chair around a huge mahogany table where he casually lounged, like he didn't just do what he did.
How dare he.
I stood by his bed like a lost sheep and when I felt his eyes on me for the umpteenth time for today, I looked up from beneath my lashes and caught sight of his brown ones, but once again it knocked every wisp of air out of my lungs. His eyes were steady on my face already but his gaze was too intense so I had to look away. Wiping my tear stained face with the back of my hand, I timidly walked up to him. Better get it over with and leave. The chair he sat on was too small for his size and I knew that it could only accommodate a small portion of his broad shoulders and back from the way he slightly slumped in his seat while his long,abnormally thick legs hang off the edge of the chair . In that moment I knew that regular sized things would never be for his fittings.
Arkwardly, I gathered some food on a plate and stood in front of him contemplating whether or not I should stand beside his legs or between his legs, however there was no space to stand beside his legs because they were already slightly open, so the next option was to...
Seeing my frustration, he fully open his legs indicating that I should come stand between them and oh were they wide. But I just stood there dumbstruck.
"Come" his voice pierced through the quiet and I had no other choice than to comply.
There I stood before him with a plateful of pancakes unsure of what to do next, I was just so terrified to think, what would happen if I mistakenly spilled some food on him,what would he do to me and I visibly gulped as I thought of the many possibilities.
"Will you feed me or not?" He asked sternly and impatiently, I also became aware of the tint of an accent laced in his voice. How can anyone think clearly when a voice like his could cause every nerve in your body to go in a frenzy.
"Ye-yes sir" I answered while taking a deep breath.
I lifted a forkful of neatly cut pancakes and positioned it for his mouth, when it was just mere centimetres from his lush pink lips I raised my eyes from his mouth to his brown eyes. And as you've guessed his aloof eyes were already on my face taking in every detail. His unfaltering expression had me thinking if he ever showed any sign of emotion other from the cold and unfriendly one he wore right now. And finally when I thought he was just going to sit there like a corpse he slowly parted his lips for me to insert the food in his mouth while our eyes never wavered from each other. God why did I make that sound so intimate? Pulling out the fork I watched as he chewed then lick the syrup from his lips and I audibly gulped.
How long will it take until I'm finally able to leave.
Will he even let me leave?
As I reached over to cut him some more pancakes, I felt when his arm clasped around my tiny wrist in a firm hold, as he tugged on my arm while my body came crashing into his with brute force but he took it as nothing. Tiny and almost unrecognizable sparks flew up to every part of my body which made skin to skin contact. There was also this involuntary pull which felt awfully familiar as to that I felt yesterday while going to the entrance ceremony. But less intense and it almost felt pleasant. There wasn't even any time for me to even jerk away.
My heart beat spike for the millionth time and a gasped passed through my lips. The way I was set was as if I was straddling his waist, my right knee was folded and laid over his left leg while my upper body was cushioned by his. My torn uniform also came undone so my breasts were practically splayed out on his warm and muscular chest, but this obviously didn't go unnoticed by him when I saw him looking down at my chest area until he finally looked up and his eyes connected with mine. But this time, it was different, no longer were his cold and unfriendly eyes it was more vicious and the more I looked at it the more time seemed to stop. Something was happening, his pupils constricted until they were into slits and for some reason the temperature in the room was not the usual. Fear had my stomach plummeting and for the first time since being here I wanted to leave instantaneously. A low growl penetrated the air and I became aware of the perilous situation I was in. My limbs became so heavy with fright, this is the side of a werewolf you should never come in contact with. The animalistic part.
The word danger was ringing in my head, gold brown eyes stared at me and a different energy radiated from his body, however the sinister and evil look he was giving me now was not helping my racing heart. Ever so lightly I tried moving away from his iron grip but truthfully I couldn't take it any longer being here and what made it worst was when he robotically twist his head to the side and gazed wildly at me. In that moment I knew that, a man was no longer sitting in front of me but an animal.
I let out a heart wrenching scream and pushed with every fibre of my being escaping from his hold. I felt the cold ground on my bottom and at the same I saw when he stood up to his full height and towered over me. Terrified I crawled away slowly on my elbows but my eyes never left from where he was afraid if I even squinted he would appear in front of me.
My breath hitch when he started to take slow predator like steps towards me.
"Wha-what are you doing" I asked out of breath. Trying to at least get a reaction out of him however he was adamant and continued trailing me. Finally my back hit up against something and when I looked up it was a door. Thanking my lucky stars I got ahold of the handle and used it to lift my weight.
Thankfully he stopped walking towards me even though he was a little over 4 feet away from me. Time passed with the both of us just waiting for the other to react. And truthfully somewhere deep inside of me knew he wasn't going to make the first step, but honestly I just freaking wanted to get out from this room, away from him.
The anticipation was getting the best of me and I was just twitching to turn the handle. Taking a deep breath I gathered up the courage to do it. Twisting handle maniacally, I finally pull open it to a creak but from behind me I felt when a presence appeared and the door was slammed so hard I was afraid it would become splintered.
Defeat washed over me as I felt his warm breath fanning harshly against the back of my neck. From my peripheral I saw both his hands baring me in. I shut my eyes tightly and waited.
"Look at me"
And for some reason I was just so compelled to do as he says. My feet turned until I was facing him.
Slowly he bent his neck until his face was inches away from mine, my head was trying to dig further in the door and away from him. He was making me anxious. His right arm slowly travelled from the door and down to the nape of my neck and my eyes widened while a whimper pass through my lips. An image of my dead parents flashed through my mind and a tear escaped my eye. So I'm finally going to die aren't I.
"What is your name?" He asked tonelessly.
However I just stared at him wide eyed. He wanted to know my name..."He wanted to know my name?!" My brain screamed at me to not think much of it but how could I, what if he just wanted to know the name of his victims before he killed them?.
"Fi-Fionna" My voice trembled after every syllable.
"Don't lie to me girl!" he said quite darkly. And all I heard was my sharp intake of breath. I'm sure any moment now I'd probably go into cardiac arrest if he continued opening his mouth. Bad move
"Skyler...my name is Skyler" I said after thinking better of my actions. I mean, I admit lying to a werewolf was quite stupid because I guess it was their thing to tell if someone's lying. Call it a werewolves intuition, I don't know.
"Skyler..." He said as if he was passing my name to every corner of his mouth.
His fingers rest under my chin and brought it upwards to his face. I sucked in a breath when he started inching closer and closer to my face. What was he going to do? My eyes closed upon impulse and I ceased my breath. There was also this sort of electricity that was buzzing lightly the more he inched closer and I guess that was what was making me feel so tingly. I felt his lips brush softly against mine then all of a sudden it was gone.
A loud growl erupted from him and my eyes fluttered open while he teared his arm away from me and held his head as if he was in pain. A soft gasped left me when he fell to his knees and began howling and writhing in agony.
"What have you done to me?" He gritted angrily. But I just stood there dumbstruck. What the hell did I do?
"No-nothing I swear-" I said panicked.
"Get out!" He screamed at me. But for some reason I stood there looking at him. Apart of me wanted to help but the hesitation lingered.
"I said get out!" He shouted completely pissed while whipping his head in my direction and the fury I saw in his eyes could bring anyone to there knees.
In a flash I twist the handle and dashed out not even looking back.
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