My Snowy Snowy Wolf

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My Snowy Snowy Wolf

Chapter 19.

We reached in front of the Werewolf castle. Blake parked his car, and uncertainty filled my whole body. I didn't know whether i still felt the same way about Blake, we had an emotional connection for sure; but deep in my heart i knew that i felt more for Snow. Blake was a distant memory, sure he may have been my first love, but i was so deep into Snow now i didn't know what to think.

He grabbed me by the arm, spinning me to face him gently.

"I want us to," He took a deep breath, a sudden shyness crossing his face. This was something I was not used to seeing. "I want us to work." He said, sounding more forceful this time. It was as if he was trying to convince himself more than he was trying to convince me.

He reached for my hair, gently tucking the fallen strands behind my ear, leaving me shiver slightly under his cool touch.

"Blake, i -"

"Don't reject me Sophia." He murmured, his tone almost begging, "I .. you make me feel happy, i was scared to face the fact that you were the one at first, but now i know i can never let you go."

I took a small step back, noticing the hurt in his eyes at my rejection.

I couldn't do this, Blake wasn't the one my heart yearned for, at least not now.

"You have someone else, don't you?" He said, as his eyes turned from vulnerable to guarded in a matter of seconds.

".... yes." I admitted.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

"Blake?" I whispered the question, feeling slightly nervous at his change in expression.

"I don't take rejection well Sophia, but i guess i can't force you to love me." His tone was slightly hurt but was more filled with annoyance. "We are to be bethrothed though, and nothing can change that fact, so the least you could do is to lie to me, and say that you will be mine and only mine." He said, and before i could process what he said, he was gone, leaving me more confused than ever.

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I napped until evening, waking up with a foggy head.  There was going to be a meeting tonight about the portal from the underworld and the arrangements of Blake and I's wedding. I was honestly not looking forward to it.

"You have been sleeping for so long," A vaguely familiar voice rang. I thought i was seeing things when a black haired guy was on top of me, his face so close to mine our noses was touching.

Out of reflex, i pushed the guy with as much strength as i could muster, but he managed to break the fall gracefully.

"You are quite something." He chuckled, straightening himself as he crossed his arms and looked at me.

Oh, he was that demon during the encounter at the warehouse.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, but suddenly felt extremely cautious, "Wait.. you aren't here to kill me are you?"

"If i wanted to kill you, i would have already killed you the first time we met, chéri." He said, a slight mocking tone in his voice.

"Who are you..?"

"I'm Prince Shuu."

"Prince?"

"Yeah, i'm Shuu first born of the Demon Shadow Clan." He clarified, and i stared at him in shock. What was a demon prince doing in my room?!

"What are you doing here, did Hayes send you?"

Suddenly, he pulled me towards his chest, covering my mouth with his hand, his other arm pinning me across my chest.

"Sophia?" My mother slowly opened the door, but i was confused when she took a glance around the room, as if she was not seeing us.

"I don't want to have to hurt her, so behave." He warned me quietly, and i stopped struggling.

My mom left the room after a while, as though we were completely not there.

Shuu released me, he must have used black magic, and i wanted to slap him, but i stopped when i realized that i would clearly lose a fight with him, he looked and projected an aura of such raw power.

So I just glared, "If you are not here to attack me, then please don't waste my time. I have a lot of things to deal with."

"Oh please, i'm here to propose something interesting to you. I'm sure you would like to hear what i have to say."

"What is it? Don't make me scream bloody murder." I threatened, even though my voice was slightly shaky, his presence was overbearing.

He chuckled, as he stepped closer to me, his eyes burning with want,

"Let's be mated."