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In a world where Supernaturals exist, it is only right for them to stay under the radar but not anymore. Arabella is a girl with a heart of gold however, she is as fearless as she can get.
Chosen to be apart of the...
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A R A B E L L A
My eyelids flutter open and immediately the light attacked my sight, making me groan and winced. Something or rather someone holding onto my hand made me shift my gaze down and that's when I realised that it was Chrysaor. His head on my arm and one of his hands intertwined with mine; I don't know why but it made my heart flutter at the sight.
He was asleep; judging by his closed eyelids and his steady breathing. My free hand removed the oxygen mask from my face and I admired Chrysaor's flawless and chiseled face; he's the epitome of perfection. His ink black hair is disheveled, as if he ran his hands through his hair a million of times.
The door gently swing open and Madeline came in, wearing a black t-shirt and her black breeches. She smiled softly and rushed to my side quietly before pulling me into a warm and gently hug.
"How are you?" She whispered and sat down beside me on the bed before looking at a sleeping Chrysaor. Wiggling her eyebrows, I shake my head in amusement and laughed softly.
" Just peachy," I whispered back and she pouted before bringing a cup of water to my lips which I greedily gulp down, instantly soothing my dry throat.
" Thank you," I wiped my lips using the back of my hand and handed the cup back to Madeline.
" He's totally knocked out," I pointed out and Madeline's eyes widened before widening her eyes.
" Don't speak to the prince like that," She teased and I rolled my eyes before I bravely run my hands through his thick, black hair. A small ghost of a smile graced his face and immediately a small smile made its way up my face.
" You're so whipped," She giggled and I rolled my eyes before gently shaking him to wake him up.
" He's been here ever since you were admitted, never once did he left. Well, he did but only to shower," She said softly and my heart skipped a beat at the thought of his actions.
" Chrysaor," I whispered his name and his eyes flutter open, blazing orange eyes gazing back into mine and he let out a yawn before cracking his neck— that action alone was just sexy.
" You're awake," He whispered and immediately pulled me into an unexpected warm hug, his hands under my neck, massaging my head.
" Yeah," It came out breathless and he pulled away, smiling.
Madeline cleared her throat and he snapped his head towards her, a pink tint gracing his cheeks.
" Sorry, i'll just tell them that you're awake. I'll come later," He quickly kissed my forehead and left me stunned before walking out of the door.
