Chapter 8
I tried moving my lips, but it wouldn't work. I saw Damien, and I was overjoyed. But I was still shocked, at how he could just go on and kill me.
He listened to Carly. That bitch will pay. As for Damien, I don't know.
Damien looked at me, picked up his phone, and walked away.
My back was facing his back, and I yelled, "STOP RIGHT THERE!" I had tears in my eyes.
"What the hell do you want?" He asked coldly.
"I bet you're surprised that I'm even alive." I fought to keep my voice under control.
"I am, but who gives a fuck?" He replied.
Don't cry. Don't cry...
"Let's be friends," I blurted out.
"No."
"LET'S BE FRIENDS."
"NO."
"Fine... But I'm going to stalk you until you say yes!" I yelled, determined.
Then boldly, I turned to him and stood on my tip toes, kissing his cheek before running away.
As I was running, I noticed something.
My wolf's voice was absent from my mind.
Damien's POV (Wooooo!)
I slowly raised my hand to my cheek.
Ellen... Kissed me...
I took out the wallet in my back pocket and looked for the picture.
It was the picture of me and Ellen, years ago.
It was when I was blind in one eye and was also deaf. And oh yeah, I died in a car accident.
I remember when Carly changed all that. Carly and her magic powers.
Carly had magic powers because she was of royalty. I had werewolf genes. I was now a vampire. Alicia, my sister was a werewolf.
I was in love with Ellen.
I was destined to be with Carly.
I was the blind/deaf boy that Ellen had talked to when she was dating Jason.
She didn't know it was me.
What do I do...?
*Flashback*
The car hit me, at full speed.
I could feel myself falling, and bleeding.
Then someone picked me up, and ran faster than lightning. The person carried me to a room, with a table.
"Don't worry... It'll be okay." A feminine voice soothed.
I could feel a stab of pain in my left arm and everything stopped hurting. Then I felt a trickle of blood slither down my throat.
I opened up my eyes, and I could hear.
*Flashback over*
I had later found out that the stabbing pain in my arm and the blood trickling down my throat was Carly transferring her blood to me...
I owed my life to Carly and all she wanted was a mate.
Yet, even thought we were mates, I had never had sex with her.
It's funny, because I have been known as a "player" after she revived me.
I wonder what Ellen is doing?
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I'm An Alpha Werewolf, And The Guy I Like Killed Me (Literally!)
Hombres LoboA girl named Ellen Grey is a werewolf. When her house tragically burns down in a fire, she is passed on the role of being the Alpha of the pack. She is the first female Alpha in the history of the pack. There is a catch. There is going to be an epic...