The Enigma of Shadows: Witchcraft, Werewolves, and A Secret

Getting to Know Him

I woke up in a huge bed, bigger than mine for sure. The room was pitch black, and my head throbbed as I tried to shake off the grogginess. 

I hated being drugged; it was the worst.

I tossed the covers aside and took a look around. The room was massive, with two big windows covered in black curtains, a grand piano in one corner, a giant bookshelf, and a door to the left.

As I approached the windows in look for an escape, the door creaked open. 

This week, it felt like someone had put some kind of spell on me. I swear.

"Glad you are awake, I usually am not this rude with my friends, but you have been avoiding me quite for some time." I turn around just in time to see how Sebastian dropped a pill and orange juice on the table. I felt like a prayer in a cage waiting to be fed. 

Just this once, I told myself as I slowly approached the table and grabbed the drink.

"This is not poison, right?" I was 99% sure he did not want me dead, not just because it was against the Holy Rules, but because, of our unique situation.

But, hey, one can never be so sure. I remember the last time I encountered a fairy that was disguised as a child spirit and trusted that mother*ucker to get through the other side by just "eating the red apple, it will just get you where you envision to be".

Turned out it was a spell to get me to look like a rabbit. Fairies and their humor.

Hilarious.

Brushing that thought aside I looked at him and made sure to read his facial expressions. The man had a really good poker face. One of the best I've seen.

Gosh, I do not know why but that facial expression suited him, now that I was fully awake, I noticed his curly hair slightly wet and fresh out of a shower. Wait, if he was out of the shower - "What time is it? How long was I out?"

"Drink first, no poison on it. I won't harm you unless I'm forced to" If this was his way of treating women, I understood why he was still mate-less and already 27 years old. Some of them never learn. He looked at me while I swallowed the pill and drank the juice.

To hell, if this was a trap, I was already in the wolf's house.

"Done, now answer me first, what is your name again?" I demanded. I saw something flicker in his eyes—a mix of amusement and irritation. Ah, I guess I am among the few who don't remember an alpha. How does it feel now, bad big wolf?

I hope it stinks.

"I am Sebastian, you were out for twelve hours, seemed like the dosis we gave you was a bit too much for your petite body to handle." He was smirking while saying that. 

I tell you, smirking, making fun of the fact that maybe they almost left me in a comma by mistake.

Gosh, why did the Moon Godness put this man in my way?

I guess someone hates me up there.

"I can sue you for this, you basically drugged me and kidnapped me," I told him, getting up from the chair and closer to the windows. "The Institute will know about this and they won't be happy, I am a yellow-level witch and they do not play slightly with the ones who want to hurt us", that was kind of true, but he still did not know I was not in good terms with the Institute and well that I had just dropped out from their institution and therefore was forced to not use my real magic. But well, just small details.

If I just tuned into the power of the sunlight and the warmth of the heat then I have a chance to spell a transportation spell, just enough to get me out of the building.