Chapter 6
We walked in silence. His hand, hanging next to mine, twitched from time to time as if he was keeping himself from grabbing my hand in his big palm.
We walked up a narrow mountain path, almost too narrow for both of us to walk. I wondered whether I should say anything, but decided against it as he had been the one who wanted to talk. I was more than comfortable leaving our... Relationships at its current state. As in, no relationship beyond old friendship.
We reached a clearing in the forest, filled with wild flowers, the song of birds and sunlight. A beautiful place, to my mind. I stepped to the clearing and looked around, enchanted by the beauty of it. I rarely had time to admire nature. Or when I did, I was in no mood to do so.
I noticed that Paul followed me to the meadow, but payed him no mind. It was my moment and I wanted to enjoy it. All his drama could certainly wait.
"Ellie," he started but I shushed him quiet as I fell on my back on top of the flowers and held my hands up in the air, measuring the sun with my fingers, and finally folding them under my head, closing my eyes and just listening to the melodies the birds made.
I felt him sitting beside me, and I could practically see how he had to force his fingers not to weave themselves into my hair. I smirked, I just couldn't help myself.
"Is this funny to you? To make me suffer? To make me watch my every move so I won't scare you or make you run away?"
I pondered at his words.
"A bit. I've never really had such power over anyone." He was quiet for a while.
"But now you have it over me."
"I never wanted it," I said, feeling the need to defend myself.
"Well, neither did I, but here we are and we can't do anything about it." He raised his voice and I cracked my other eyelid open."And what do you suggest I do about that? Leave my life and my friends and my family and live here? Where everyone knows me as the bastard? Leave everything I love and value behind just because of some idiotic bond?" I snorted and closed my eye again.
I could feel his fury rising even if I did not see him.
"When have I ever even implied any of that? When, huh? This bond affects us both, and I would really appreciate if you even tried to listen and talk about it. It's not like your life is easy for me to understand, so you could at least try to understand mine." I mentally rolled my eyes. I had no desire to do this... Whatever this was.
I refused to open my eyes even though I knew that was what he was waiting for. I could feel him clenching his fists and biting his jaws together.
"Could you please not be so childish? You agreed to come for a walk and talk about this. So please, Ellie, don't be so difficult."
I could feel my own rage building up as I sat up and stared at him, my eyes burning and my hand automatically moving to my wrist.
"I'm being difficult? Me? I had my life going perfectly well and then you and your wolf-thing come and mess it all up! I wish I had never come back, I could be part of the Hunt already! I have a war to fight, I do not have time nor do I have the desire to have a relationship." I would have said more, but his hands grabbed my jaw and then his lips were on mine.
I wanted to fight him, bite him, hit him, make him stop, but something inside didn't let me.
That bloody imprinting, I thought before I kissed him back. I could feel him smile and that kind of woke me again from the bliss the imprinting bond was making up in my mind.
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