His Wild Love || Dark romance

Chapter 13

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I know it's a short chapter but I am facing authors block 😭

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Annie's Pov

I looked around, trying to see if my useless brother was coming back or not. I waited for some time for him to return, but he didn't. As my patience ran thin, I angrily stomped my feet on the ground and started walking toward the pinewood cottage.

I walked slowly, as a lot of branches had fallen on the ground. Weird, I thought—there weren't that many branches when I came to the campfire. I shook my head, thinking they must have fallen while I was at the campfire with Liz and Iris. I continued walking. The sound of leaves crunching under my feet was the only noise I could hear at the moment, along with the faint chirping of the birds. As I walked down the narrow path, I was suddenly interrupted by disoriented voices. Curious, I paused in my tracks and stood quietly, listening intently to discern the source of the disturbance.

"Did you do it?"
"Yes, Boss."
"Good."

I stood there, confused as I listened to the two people talking. I didn't recognize their voices, which meant they were definitely someone I hadn't met before. But that didn't make sense either, as only our classmates were supposed to be here, and their voices didn't sound like teenagers. I tried to hear their voices again, but all I got was silence. Did they leave? I thought. But I didn't hear any leaves crunching. I stood there, confused about what was happening, who these people were, and why they were here.

I sighed and closed my eyes, trying to calm myself down. I opened my eyes when I suddenly heard a whooshing noise, like the sound of a bicycle pump. I looked around, puzzled. Who would bring a bicycle to the mountains?

I looked around, confused, when I suddenly realized what that sound was. Barely five feet away, hissing at me, was a Russell's viper, one of the deadliest snakes in the forest, which I had mistaken for a gnarled vine.

My throat went dry, and my hands felt ice-cold. I recalled Ivan telling me that the bite of a Russell's viper could kill a person in fifteen minutes. The snake was about two meters long. One quick slither, and it could be right where I stood. I flinched at the thought and instinctively shut my eyes tightly.

Just then, I heard another sound behind me, making me freeze in my spot, too scared to move even an inch. I warily opened my eyes a little, and saw a long stick with a curved end slowly extending to where the snake was. Whoever it was holding the stick expertly caught the snake's head and in the same movement, flung it into the bushes some distance away.

I dared to breathe again and looked behind expecting to find Ivan. But it wasn't him.

"What are you doing here by yourself, Annie" A male said, he was the embodiment of confidence and charisma, effortlessly blending physical appeal with an irresistible aura. His physique is strong and well-defined, exuding strength without being overly bulky—just the right balance of athleticism and power. His jawline is sharp, with a hint of stubble that adds a rugged, masculine edge. His eyes are intense and captivating, often reflecting a mix of passion and mystery, drawing me in with just a glance.

His hair, whether tousled or perfectly styled, adds to his allure, complementing his overall appearance. His style is impeccable, effortlessly put together, whether he's dressed in a casual outfit that still manages to look polished.

His voice is deep and smooth, resonating with a warmth that's both commanding and inviting. Suddenly I snapped out of my thoughts as I blinked a few times, puzzled. Who is he? I thought as I stared at him blankly trying to remember seeing him from anywhere but I couldn't. How does he know my name? I thought. I was now a bit suspicious of him as I stared at him blankly. Why don't I remember seeing him from anywhere? And how does he know my name? Who were the two people talking there before? Who is he?

To be continued 

Edited on : 2 September 2024