Hunting Love

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

I remain quiet while Layton continues to stare at me. How am I suppose to react to that question? He just discovered my biggest secret! And let's not forget the most important detail about him; he's part of the royal family!

Instead of answering his question, I choose to say the first thing running through my mind. "Please don't kill me!" I beg, holding my hands up in surrender.

Layton flinches back in confusion. "Kill you? What? Sabrina, what's going on? Why are you, a supposed 'human', okay with drinking blood?"

"Um...I'm a cannibal?"

Layton gives me a look telling me he doesn't believe that line one bit. "Sabrina, just tell me. What's the worse that could happen?" My death? Drew's banishment? The complete overreaction of the entire supernatural population?

Feeling a headache coming, I sigh and run my fingers though my hair. "Layton...I just can't! There are things in the world that are meant to be kept a secret, and this would be one of them. I can't tell you."

"It's not that you won't tell me, it's that you can't," he repeats, leaning back slowly before asking the question that really strikes me. "What are you so afraid of?"

I scoff as many possible scenarios run through my mind, and none of them pleasant. "Seriously? What I'm scared of? You don't understand, this secret will not only end up killing me, but also hurting others around me. You don't know what it's like living everyday of your live in fear that it'll be your last."

"How am I suppose to understand if you won't give me a chance to?"

"Because I just can't!"

"Why not?"

"There's too much on the line," I groan, leaning forward to rest my head in my hands.

"What?"

"I just can't tell you Layton, please leave it at that," I beg, hoping that he would just drop the topic. I'm not ready for anyone to find out about my secret. More importantly, I'm not ready for anyone in the royal family of all people to find out. No doubt that he has the power to kill me, and knowing that I have nothing to lose, I probably wouldn't even fight back. Would I?

Wait that's not true, I have one person to lose. But would he even care? It wouldn't be difficult for him to find another hunter and forget about me. As much as that thought hurts me, it's probably the best for everyone.

I didn't even realize that I was crying until I feel Layton brush a few tears away from my eyes, making me flinch back a little. "Hey...you're going to be okay," he whispers, before wrapping his arms around me in a hug.

Immediately I feel my body stiffen at the contact but he didn't let go. My throat starts to tighten and it feels difficult for me to breath but I suck it up and try not to make it too obvious how bad his touch is making me feel.

Eventually, after a few seconds of him just holding me, my walls start to crumble and I slowly wrap my arms around him while ignoring the stabbing pain in my chest. "Layton I'm so scared please help me," I sob, not caring about the rush of tears running down my face.

He starts rubbing my back soothingly. "Shh it's okay. There's nothing to be scared of. I promise not to hurt you or let anyone come to it," he says. This is the second time I've cried within the same hour and I feel...weak.

I sniff back some tears and remove myself from Layton's arms. As much as I miss getting a hug from someone, getting it from him feels wrong. Maybe it's because I have someone else in mind but I know the chance of that happening is really low.