Gabriela's POV -
"Why don't you face your visitor?" It was my father. He has been convincing me to go out since the morning and now, it is already afternoon.
I covered my face with a pillow. He has been visiting me for days. He is not dense enough to not know that I am not going to face him. He should have understood it by now.
"Dad, please just tell him that I don't feel well." I said, trying to reason out why I don't want to go out and face him. I just feel like I should do this for our sake.
I could imagine my dad crossing his arms at me. He is getting frustrated at me, probably. I am really frustrated too. Why does Butch need to come here everyday? He is making it even harder for me.
"You are giving him that excuse for days, Gab..." My father said, I could hear his frustrations. It was evident in his voice.
I did not give him a response. I rolled over my bed with the pillow still in my face.
We should not be seeing each other. I am ashamed that those vampires had kidnapped us. I am ashamed that there's vampire blood running through me. I was ashamed despite the fact that those vampires were just controlled by black witches... and that I was too. I am aware that I was the rason why Anne was caught by those witches, it was all because of me and I don't want that to happen again.
I might be a reason for Butch to be hurt.
It is not that I am ashamed of my father who is a vampire. I am ashamed of myself for not being the one he deserves. In normal days and situations, I would not have been ashamed. It's just I have been dreaming lately about what could have been if I am not a hybrid species.
And what could I do because I am a vampire that could be easily controlled by those witches.
"Why would even an Alpha go visit our home?" My dad asked as he tried to remove the pillow covering my face.
I let him do that. I stared at him, he was very concerned.
I sighed. "Beats me, dad."
I wonder too. Why would he be in our home? Why is he visiting me? Why is he making it hard for us?
The last time that we talked, it did not go well.
-Flashback-
"What's wrong?" A manly voice reached my ears as soon as we got out of the comfort room to find Maive who has been missing for some time now.
I know who it was without looking at his direction. My system would not act so nervous when it is not him. It is definitely Butch, the one who makes me feel at ease yet nervous.
I just keep on seeing him from afar. However, since the day that he went to talk to us, our fate has been crossed numerous times. We are starting to see each other more often, it was purely coincidental... I think.
Anne went on a different direction for us to find Maive more fast, leaving me with Butch who has been staring at me intensely.
"We are looking for Maive," I answered with my gaze on the floor. I cannot look at his eyes anymore, it is making my heart flutter like an idiot. I am afraid that he'll get to hear my heart beating rapidly.
From my peripheral vision, I saw him removing his coat which he used to wrap around me. He placed it on my shoulder. He is really making my heart flutter.
"He's with Daxton." He seriously said as he tried to meet my gaze.
I wonder how he knows that Maive is with Daxton. He probably sees them together or he is watching Maive. I wonder, he seemed to like her.
I tried to remove his coat around my shoulder and was planning to give it back to him. However, he gripped into my wrist as I tried to do so, making me stop.
"Don't distract me," he said with his eyes pinned on my collarbone that was a little revealed as I tried to take off his coat.
I blushed at his expression. One thing that I learned about him is that he has no problem expressing his thoughts.
"I should find Maive," I said, trying to have an excuse. This situation with him is making me really nervous.
To my surprise, he pressed his right hand on the wall making me cornered by him. I took a step back, but there's not much space and it only led me leaning to the wall.
"I'm not going to run in circles..." He lowered down his face. I could now feel his breath in my face, smell his very alluring scent that is making me crazy. He was that close to me.
"We should date." He said seriously. He was not joking. He really meant it, I could see that based on the sincerity in his eyes.
My eyes widened as my heart beats erratically. I couldn't believe that I was hearing it from him. I cannot believe someone as respectable as him would say such a thing to me.
He has been nice towards me lately, ever since he has found me getting thrown stones. My heart has been getting all fluttered by him since that day too. My body reacts too much whenever he is near.
"I don't think that's a good idea," I said. It was a miracle that I did not stutter.
I do not deserve you. That's what exactly I wanted to say. I wanted to tell him that I am not good for him and it would only drag him down. Being a half vampire would not do him good, he would be criticized. I don't want that.
The pain in his eyes was evident upon hearing that. He was confused, probably not expecting that kind of response from someone as low as me.
"Why not?" He asked, his voice was a bit low now.
I faked a smile, trying to make it a bit more convincing. "I don't like you." I said.
He was not expecting that. I could see his expression soften at that. I took that as an advantage to push him and I left, breaking his heart... and mine.
I don't want to ruin you, Butch. A werewolf as good as him shouldn't be ruined by me.