Wolves And The Woman

Chapter Seven- The Time

Sorry for not only the short chapter but maybe the bad grammar/spelling/ any other issues. I didn't proofread this oops.

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Chapter Eight

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|The Time|

Sylvester

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Normally I am good at knowing when someone is ready to have massive news dropped onto them. Though due to the astonished look in Atiena's eyes, I knew I have completely miscalculated.

"Wait, let me explain," I said holding my hands up in defense. I felt them shaking slightly. I prayed that she wouldn't take notice of it. Atiena didn't seem like a sensitive girl. Though did I miss judge her? I looked into her beautiful dark brown eyes. Her eyes look as wide as dish plates. I sighed aloud. I really did make the wrong mood.

"Is that why?" Her voice was quiet but soft, not weak. Never weak. Tina is in no way shape or forms weak. This is what I have come to know.

Sure, she could have had a broken ankle but that didn't stop her from climbing up to my childhood treehouse.

I tilted my head to the side in a feline way. "Is that why? What?" I was not following her thought process. I looked into her eyes and I could feel her brain gears turning.

"Is this why you were treating me so well?" She said looking over the stack of books to her left, that were just laying down on my desk. I noticed then, she was yet to look at me. What could I do to make her look at me? I needed her to look at me. I wanted to see the plump cupid's bow of her lips. The tiny nose that was somehow sharp. I wanted to see how her hair framed her face.

"Atiena." I was about to continue my sentence but was cut off. "You don't know me."

That I did not.

"I want to know more about you." I pleaded after a long moment of silence.

"No, no you don't." Her voice cracked midway through her sentence. "Why not?" I responded with, leaning forward. I tried to get closer to her without intimidating her.

I have been doing that for a while now. Getting close to her without startling her. It's a game I've been playing with myself. It's like playing a game with a hermit crab. The second you try to get close, she goes back into her shell.

"Because I am a self-loathing awful person that nobody should be chained to. Especially someone as respectful and loyal as you." She said standing up.  stood up to grab her wrist. She has a bad habit of leaving before she hears what she doesn't want to hear.

"If you are an awful;l person, I must be a demon." I wrapped my hand around hers. I loved the way it felt as we laughed. I almost laughed at the fact my hand covered her entire hand. Crazy how these small hands could do so much damage.

"Sylvester," she whispered out my name. Her eyes were down, refusing to meet my own. It wasn't because I was more dominant than her. No, she was most definitely the primmest example of an 'Alpha female'.

She was looking down because she was sad. I knew she had been depressed from the moment she passed out on the dining hall's table. The last words she whispered to me before going under were, ' let me die'. It was then I realized how close I was to losing her before I even had the chance of having her.

My soul mate, my other half, my partner, why was she sad? What could make her feel this way? Was it something that I had done?

"You don't want me and my baggage. I'm not worthy of someone's love." The words hit me like an arrow in my heart. She felt like she wasn't worthy? Her of all people? Someone as brilliant, driven, loyal, and honest as her?