Selene Terra Firma

09 : Human

Ares woke up with his throbbing head. His body felt heavy like it was being crushed by hundreds of stones. His muscles and joints were twinging he couldn't move an inch. He closed his eyes and tried to flashback to what had happened for him to feel like this.

He was in the library together with Selene, she was doing something. She asked him a few questions regarding vampires and lycans.

When it was getting awkward, a lycan, the prince, second son of the king of lycans showed up offering marriage to Selene. The debate for a few moments then later Selene proposed to have a decent talk with that lycan.

They choose to talk over the corner where there is a table that could be used. Much as he wanted to probe, he respected Selene's intention to have a chat with the lycan. At first, he was watching with a sour face seeing how she smiles at him.

Selene was always interacting with him and never saw anyone talked to her like he does. Slowly, gradually, Ares has sensed how his emotion stirred as he saw them laughing so melodiously.

When she laughed out loud talking to that lycan. A burst of bitterness, anxiousness, madness, and jealousness brewed altogether.

He tried to prevent himself from walking towards them. To stop their conversation and hide Selene somewhere, where he is the one who could only see and talk to her.

It was not a smart move, concealing his emotion. Hiding his true feelings for a long time. Then, out of nowhere, a stranger took her to his side. Stealing away what he had always treasured. Something was wrong, the whole thing was not right.

He...he found her. He saw her first. She is his Selene before anyone else. She belongs to him! It wasn't right, laughing, giggling, and smiling to another man who proposed to her a marriage.

That's him, it's his place! Beside her! The one who she should be talking and laughing to her was him! She should be happy together with him, not anyone else!

He took a step closer but halted. No, he cannot own her. He cannot be irrational. She's not staying, she will leave soon enough. If he acted by an impulse, he might ruin everything that they had built up in their relationship.

Being close to her is fine. Stepping onto the line, saying things like 'she is mine', will damage the friendship they made... They are friends and nothing more. He likes her not more than a friend, just a friend.

Again, sealing his true feelings, denying his only intention. Be contented, contented, contented. That is what he repeatedly said in his mind. He stepped back, watched intently.

Until she offered her hands to that lycan. The composed, calm, determined, and holding back posture staggered.

Anxiousness, panicking, and fear baffled. His heart hollowed as she saw her smile widens watching the lycan reached out to her.

'No, she did not. She did not. She could not do that.' He murmured on his mind, convincing himself to not get affected but he was already swallowed by insecurity and jealousy.

Offering your hand to someone is like offering your life to them. It's a cultural norm for everyone. Whether if it is loyalty in serving a lord, or an act of offering someone a commitment.

'She is mine, she is mine, she's mine! Don't touch her! That's my Selene! She belongs to me!' The concealment, the hiding, the preventing, and the denial have been pressured so much in a container that it had exploded.

As the Lycan's lips landed on her skin, a burning surge of blood lust rushed to his veins. His body moves fast, held her arms, and pulled her away from the lycans kissed.