Torture

chapter six

I just stared at him blankly as he wobbled around my room until falling onto my bed, the smell of strong alcohol circling around my room.

"You know why I kill so much ? Because I pair of weak betas killed my parents, betrayed them. They considered them to be family friends and look what they've done. Whenever I see somebody weak, I just kill. They are my instincts Ophelia, I wish I could make this work." The room remained silent after he's confession, as he lazily stared at me waiting for something to say.

"What do you expect me do stay ? Fall into your arms, live happily ever after ? You will always be a monster, Nathaniel." I wasn't sure where The sudden strong word came out from and the confidence quickly disappeared, when I noticed him getting up and slowly making he's way towards me.

It seemed like he was on a hunt, quietly spying on he's prey. Soon my back hit a wall and he didn't stop until he's body was tightly pressed against mine. I stood in shock not daring to look up into he's eyes, at the sudden closeness my body burst in sparks at he's touch. He's hand rested behind my head, feeling he's breath fan my face.

He's finger slid under my chin making me face him, slowly inching he's face towards me he's eyes drifting to my lips. I shuddered at he's actions, he's eyes flickering a deep blue to show he's wolf was slowly taking control. My eyes fluttered close right before the softness of he's lips met mine, a burst of emotions running through my body.

And just like that the moment disappeared when he stumbled backwards, huffing and breathing like crazy. Turning in all sides, gripping handfuls of he's shirt before wrapping it into shreds. He's shoulders were rising heavily, low growls filling the room before I realised what was going on.

He was shifting.

The black hairs started growing all over he's body and soon he's breathing turned into growls and so on the large black wolf fell on all he's fours, breathing heavily.

"N-Nathaniel..?" The large wolf head jerked at my voice, inching towards me.

But instead of turning on my heels and running away as I should, I slid to my knees sitting in front of the wolf feeling somewhat hypnotised by he's deep blue eyes. I lifted my hand leaving him to come to me, he's snout brushing against the palm of my hand.

I ran a hand through he's soft hairs between its perked up ears, before he circled my body lying down behind my back leaving me lean against him. I ran my fingers through he's fur, hearing soft purrs rumbling through it body.

When I woke up, he was already gone.