Chapter 91

91-The Hot WereDragon Has An Agenda That night was the worst for me. I did sleep in the living room in panic and fear. I had cried too. The feeling of disgust over my own body didn’t leave my mind. How the hell was I unable to say no to them whenever they tried to touch me?

It was as if I were prepared for them. I just couldn’t say no to them, even when I realized later that they had used me.

I woke up early, as I had been in and out of sleep the whole night. I dashed up the stairs before Gwen noticed me and mocked me.

Once I was in my bedroom, I took a shower and got ready for school. I didn’t leave my room till the afternoon, and no- body came to check up on me.

It was time for school, so I had to come out and shame- lessly wait for Akin to be my ride.

Instead of Akin walking out of the mansion, Helel walked out wearing a grey suit.

I recalled his hurtful words and swiftly looked down to avoid feeling any emotions for now.

He didn’t say a word during the entire ride until he cleared his throat to talk.

“You do realize why Akin didn’t want to take you any- where, right?” He stated, his gaze fixed on the road.

“He doesn’t want to give you false hopes since you take everything too personally,” he added once I didn’t say any- thing in return.

“That is what I wanted to tell you as well. Just like Akin, I’ll not be entertaining you anymore. I don’t want you to think there will ever be a chance. It’s not that you are a bad person; you are just not my type and too clingy for my liking.” Helel said those hurtful words in the calmest tone. Obviously, he didn’t feel like his words could hurt me.

And at the moment, I didn’t realize it was because of my own faults. I have given the impression of someone who doesn’t grow a spine or doesn’t get hurt.

I remained silent even when he dropped me off at the building. He sped away the instant I got out of the car. I bet he was afraid I would try to give him a peck, just like I tried to do with Akin.

Feeling defeated, I was about to walk into the hotel when I noticed something from afar. Somebody was standing on the other side of the road and watching me.

The awkward silence turned into a mystery. It wasn’t long before I noticed the pendant around his neck and recognized him.

Instead of continuing my normal daily routine, I rushed to the other side of the road. The boy saw me and instantly turned around to disappear into the woods. That didn’t stop me from chasing after him.

I entered the woods and began to look around for him in a hurry. Since I could hear the footsteps against the dry leaves, I knew he was still around.

“I am not going to hurt you,” I yelled, looking around and expecting him to come out from behind any tree.

“I know who you are, and trust me, I am not going to cage you or expose you to the pack,” I confirmed, focusing on what his fears might be regarding the werewolves. The weredrag- ons and the werewolves were never good friends.

I heard a great war happened between two powerful crea- tures years ago. During my recent lessons, I learned it was be- tween weredragons and werewolves.

“I promise,” I yelled once again, but since he wasn’t com- ing out and neither was I able to hear anything, I turned to leave, but that’s when I heard someone join me from behind.

“I wanted to thank you for last night,” he uttered in his heavy voice, taking deep breaths and probably not sure if he was making the right decision by facing me.

“It is okay. I heard your cries for help and couldn’t resist,” I whispered, steadily turning around without causing him pan-

The moment we came face to face, I saw him take one step back from me.

“I am not gonna attack you,” I confirmed, pushing my hands up in the air and surrendering.

“You are a werewolf,” he stated. “How did you find out I a weredragon?” he asked, not taking off the hoodie.

He was wearing all black, covering his face in a black hoodie.

“I googled it,” I shrugged, forming a weak smile across my lips.

“Ah! That cursed search engine,” he shook his head and groaned in complaint. “I am Beatrice Mintz!” I introduced my- self, pulling my hand out for a friendly handshake. He didn’t move for a minute and kept staring at my hand until he finally slipped the hoodie down to reveal his face.

“Colt Abyss!” he said, stretching his hand. The handshake was awkward, as it seemed like he was regretting every minute of exposing himself to me.

“Don’t worry, my wolf sleeps all day,” I said, easing the tension in the air.

“Why?” he asked, narrowing his green eyes at me.

“I am an omega with a crazy wolf,” I laughed again, feeling strange for making such an effort.

“You really are powerful for being just an omega,” he commented, and my nerves felt a gush of blood circulating all over my body.

“What makes you say that?” I asked out of curiosity.

“Just a guess from the way you slammed that man across the street last night,” he shrugged his shoulders but still looked very stiff.

“Hm, maybe because his wolf was tipsy?” I joked, but I was sure he didn’t get it.

“I thought the weredragons had gone extinct,” it was then I cleared my throat to jump to the major subject. He looked a little uneasy about talking about them until he took a deep breath and relaxed his muscles.

“They are stuck in the world of terror,” he whispered and eerily lifted his head to stare at my face.

“And you want to free them?” I asked as it struck me that his arrival in the pack could mean danger to us.

Just before he could answer me, he narrowed his eyes at me and then looked behind me. I realized we weren’t alone.

If instant regret had a face, it would look like mine.