Written in the stars ✨️

chapter 6 : colder than ever

its been a few hours after the incident, Wyatt was awake lied in his bed staring at his ceiling his head throbbing.

there was a light knock on his door before it opened, Wyatt turned his head to the side seeing his mom walking in slowly making her way to his bed sitting on the edge of it.

"a-are you feeling better?" ender said with caution on her voice but it was more horsed than anything, like she's been crying.

"have you been crying mom?" the sire said sitting up turning his moms face too look at him as he noticed the tear streaks down her face.

"son, do you know what happened?" ender said looking down a tear escaping her auburn eyes yet again, the sire shook his head face calmed and not his usual cold expression. "y-you were."

ender paused trying to control her breathing. she took a deep breathe looking away from Wyatt. "you was basically sexually assaulted... we got the camera footage from the bar you went too and saw that vile bitch put a drug into your drink before dragging you of basically on the verge of passing out."

Wyatts eyes wet wide before they went back to his siren like eyes staring forward not saying a word.

"but. we will get her son. I promise, she wont get away with this." ender swiftly turned taking her sons hand in hers with pleading eyes.

the sire didn't react but got out of bed walking to his closet getting changed swiftly walking out of his room, no expression present. the sire made his way too the little lake outside a little aways from the house that he always went too, the sire sat down at the edge of the water watching the ripples of water like he use too do.

Wyatt would sit there for a good 30 minutes before he got up. his face back too his tense expression walking back into the house up to his office sitting at his desk.

the sire began flipping through files grabbing multiple at a time. a soft knock was heard at the door.

"what." Wyatt said even colder than he was before.

"foods ready if you want some." enders soft voice was heard through the door, practically pleading for her son to eat.

"no." was all Wyatt said, every answer short and snappy.

ender sighed sadly walking away. as Wyatt finished filling out the files he stood up from his desk making his way out of his office, walking through the dark hallways toward the private gym. the sire opened the door noticing no one was there. this means he could do his work out in piece.

Wyatt removed his shirt swiftly as it would normally prevented him from his work outs, the sire placed his headphones on his head blasting his music as he started to warm up before the hard work begins.

the sire went through an array of different work outs that consisted of; barbell bench press, barbell deadlifts, barbell squats, push ups, pull ups, etc.. Wyatts normal lift would be 537.5 kg. this was a daily thing he would do, his strength growing day by day.

once his work out was complete he grabbed a towel wiping of his sweat throwing his shirt and towel over his shoulder walking back too his room going to his shower instantly.

the sire finished his shower, got dressed, and headed out for some missions. the usual routine, driving his car 20 minuets away, parking in an unseen location, walking through the forest to find his targets. his face yet again covered.

over the 3 hours he was in the forest he had gained more information and killed almost 20 people oblivious too the glistening eyes watching his every move, like a lioness hunting her prey. as he was about to leave the small figure jumped in front of him hugging his massive figure.

"Wyatt!" the dame said smiling. "where have you been." her glistening eyes looked up at the sire noticing a massive change in his stature and appearance. the dame took a few steps back examining his shirt practically bursting at the seems trailing up to the sires emotionless eyes.

"what's wrong?" the dame asked again since the sire hasn't spoken.

"nothing." the sire said not looking at her. "I'm going."

Wyatt began to walk away before stopping in his tracks as he heard her say.

"wait! could I.. possibly get your number?" the dame said playing with her fingers.

"whatever." the sire said giving the dame his phone letting her type in the numbers on both phones, he took his phone back nodding at her walking of and going home.

the dame squealed as soon as the sire was out of sight hopping up and down like a little kid, hugging her phone making her way home.