The Reaping

-5-

"Liam!"

It was so unexpected, I felt my leg healing but it didn't stop the blood from dropping and staining the floor.

Almost on cue Liam immediately looked down, his eyebrows furrowing together and his face looking confused.

His hair was damp as if he had just gotten out of the shower. I watched as small beads of water dampened his shirt.

"Is there something that you need from me?" I asked, turning around and grabbing a bottle of lotion. I felt his eyes burning into me and I began to grow hot.

"I just felt that it was necessary for me to apologize about earlier. It was very inappropriate and disrespectful, I realize that something like this could in fact damage the alliance." He spoke.

"Yes Alpha, it could." I sighed and turned back to him, quickly rubbing lotion into my arms.

"Are you okay?" He asked

I looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

"Do you really care? You know it is very sad for these to be the first words that you have spoken to me." I said in a sarcastic tone.

"I'm not a talkative man." He stated in a firm tone.

"Oh please."

"Anyways, I know what my purpose is here, I am here for the benefit of my pack and yours as well. If she values her life she will do what has to be done." I spoke.

I took out a bottle of perfume and I sprayed it on a few parts of my body. I looked up to Liam who was watching me in amusement, slightly smiling.

I glared at him.

"If she disrespects me again, I will kill her." I look into his eyes so he knows just how serious I am. His smile dropped and he pressed his lips together.

"Leah is one of our most skilled warriors, she won't go down without a fight." He said, and I soon realized that he was being serious.

I narrowed my eyes at him.

"If she disrespects me again, I will kill her" I repeat myself, this time in a more serious tone.

"And you can join her." I added.

I was obviously kidding but maybe that wasn't a very good idea. This was extremely disrespectful, I can't believe I said that. I watched as he got up, making his way towards me. I found my feet moving backwards and soon I wasn't able to move anymore.

Was it bad that this was attractive?

I felt his hand slowly trace up my leg to where my cut was. He lightly grazed his finger over my open wound, pressing his thumb against it hard enough for me to feel pain.

I felt more blood drip down my leg and he soon drew back his hand, taking his now bloody thumb and bringing it to his mouth. I watched as he licked it, cleaning my blood off of his fingers.

"Try it." He smirked.

Before I could respond he had already left my room.