The Alpha's Bite [On Going]

Chapter 7: He was my nightmare

“We cling to our fairy tales until the price for believing in them becomes too high.”
— Ransom Riggs

Eleanor's POV

I woke up in my bed. Well, that was a very bad dream. I couldn't even call it a dream, more like a horrible nightmare.

I could hear voices from outside. I shoved the covers of me, resting my ears deeper into my pillow. I tried to keep away the voices outside.

It's annoying...

And soon enough I drifted back to sleep.

But normally, if I woke up with the sun, shines so bright and see an angry man staring down at me. I might scream and throw things at him. I might run to the bathroom and lock myself.

I don't do any of these things, though.

Several minutes passed by and he said no word. All I got from him is stare.

I push myself up and blinked a few times. I stare back, I'm freaking confused about how I came face to face the alpha from my nightmare? Staring down at me from my bedroom doorway?

I let out screams, mom and dad coudn't just invite him especially in my room. They are very conservative parents even Drew cannot get into my room without their consent.

This called tresspassing. Right?!

It was then I realized my horrible nightmare isn't just a 'nightmare' last night, truly did happen.

Oh my God. What did he do to my parents? Did he hurt them? I will fcking kill him.

I started screaming again when he holds my arms so tight. I feel sparks and tingles through my body. But I set it aside, it isn't time right now to get giddy.

I beg him to let me go.

But he refused.

I slammed my hands onto his hard chest resulting him to stumble a few feet backward.

"Feisty. I like it." He laughed evilly.

"Don't come near me." I warned him.

In the blink of an eye, he already stood in front of me. "Or what?" He challenged.

This guy is intimidating. He looks pissed. This guy is the same guy because he's wearing the same pair of jeans and same white T-shirt.

I would never thought he looks really handsome when he's pissed. Yeah, I must admit that.

But what?

He has no right to be pissed. If there is someone should be pissed. It's freaking me.

"Who are-e youu? What did you to my parents?" I stutter feeling nervous. I was trying so hard not to cry.

I admit, I am afraid right now and this man in front of me could kill me in seconds. But unlike the first time, I wasn't going to let him know that I was afraid. I don't care. What I care, is my parents.

He chuckled.

He look so gorgeous when he laugh just like my dreams were. Oh my God what did he do to me?

His voice snapped me from my thoughts.

"Your parents are okay. They let me to come to your room to check on you, after you ran last night." He sounds so sad after what I did yesterday.

As much as I want to believe he's being sincere.

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January 18, 2016