Tweaking

Louise's POV

I couldn't help it and kept tweaking myself out of annoyance. And for some unknown reason, I want to get lost. Shit! How long will I run and hide?

Damn him for doing this! I didn't think that with the way things are going, I'm about to be open.

That's not impossible to happen, especially since I know that stupid king has a strong sense of smell.

And I know it's getting suspicious. I can see it in his eyes that he doubts it. But how can I hide my personality?

I have used all my cards. I have done all the reasons.

But until now, I still can't think of a way to kill it.

And damn him for making me feel hated. I hate not only him but also myself. I'm disgusted by the strange feeling that rises deep inside me when Damon is around.

Fuck it! This sensation is familiar.

That feeling was familiar. And I know myself that I've felt that before.

I'm trying to fight, but it's hard, especially because I know that gag is trying to make my feelings worse.

He wants me for himself.

He will do everything to make me his.

I know that it is wise to shorten the distance between the king and the truth.

Even I feel fear. Even though I wouldn't say I like this feeling, I can't help it.

I thought I was ready for this, but just looking at his eyes staring at me as if he knew something that I didn't know just made my chest heavy even more.

I couldn't even stop myself earlier. I showed him my true feelings, gave him a piece of myself, and told him the reason why I hated him.

Although it is only half-truth, I'm still upset because I shouldn't have told him that.

Yes, the sin he committed against me has not yet been shared. But I want him to know the truth on his deathbed. I want him to hear the truth when he is dying.

Shit! I feel now that I'm burning with anger again.

I still can't forget everything. How I ended up in this situation. I was fucking hurt!

Then, if it comes up, it's as if it's just quick for him to apologise. Then what?

Will my anger suddenly disappear? Is that what he wants?

Damn you! Damon! Damn you for doing this! Damn you for always ending up hurting me.

I will always remember Damon!

Flashback

"Hey! What are you doing here in the woods?" I took a step back when I heard a voice from not far away. But I didn't see anyone. So it might be hidden in the trees or the tall grass.

My knees were shaking because I knew I was in danger. My father told me not to wander outside because it's dangerous, but I'm here now because I want to go out and see what's out there that my father doesn't want me to go out.

I know it's dangerous, but I can't really stop it.

And unfortunately, I still tripped. And now here I am, trying to heal myself because my father said I can't be injured.

Right now, it's a bit difficult for me to treat myself because I'm not that good yet. I haven't reached the right age yet, so my unique ability that I inherited from my mother has not yet awakened.

"Whoever you are don't come near me." I shouted as I looked around to see where the voice came from.

"I'm not going to hurt you, but I just couldn't stop myself from coming here because of the sweet smell I smelled." I swallowed and looked at my bleeding knee. Couldn't father be right? That the blood coming from me really smell good?

They say I'm different because I'm a wolf, while the blood that runs through my mother is different, so I'm even more special.

That's why I should be careful with what I do because I can ruin it.

"You smell like a healer." My eyes widened when I heard him say this, and I could feel the smirk in his voice.

Then suddenly, I saw the bushes move. And slowly out of there came a bulk of a man who I knew was a wolf-like my father.

It is not difficult to recognise that this is a wolf because you can see from its height and large body the strange blood running through its person.

I also saw a few hairs coming out of its hand, as if they were only preventing it from changing form.

I took a step back, and I accidentally heard his snickering, so I looked at his face.

I was shocked

I saw its eyes change color. His fangs are already out, and he seems ready to hurt me any time he wants. But why can't I take my eyes off his eyes?

It doesn't look scary. In fact, I can feel my heart aching as if it wants to express something.

He looks young and mature. I can't even see him or even call him a monster.

There is something strange about it that makes me feel strangely nervous. I was nervous not because of fear but because of a strange emotion that made my heart beat faster.

But why is that all I can think of?

When, in fact, I know that I can't run away easily or fight him.

Just by its appearance, I knew it was no ordinary wolf.

If it chooses to kill me, it can do so in less than five minutes.

And I am not trained to fight or run away from him.

"Answer me." He said it so loudly that I was even more scared. The strange feeling that had been bothering my mind for a while now disappeared.

"Your blood don't lie lady! Now just tell me the truth!"

I shook my head because I couldn't even muster up the courage to answer it.

"Do you know that people like you are the reason why my father acts differently? He can't love us because of people like you who always talk about it. And if you are indeed a healer, I should offer you to him." I almost softened with its teachings.

Can't!

"I-I'm not a h-healer----"

"Oh really? But you smell like one. And damn it! Your blood makes me crazy!" I was stunned and retreated again when he took another step towards me.

What does he mean by that? Is he planning to kill me right now?

No! It's not possible! Since when have I been their mother and father?

"It's like having mercy... Don't hurt me. I'm not a healer if you want me to do everything now, just don't kill me because---" I didn't finish what I was going to say when he suddenly laughed out loud and shook his head.

I frowned as he continued to laugh and held his stomach.

Was what I said really funny?

Why does it seem like it's about to die of laughter?

Tsk, you would have choked.

"You are funny. I don't care if you're a healer or not. I don't hate you. I just want some peace. Maybe it's not my obligation to give you to my father. When in fact he doesn't know that there is I saw a healer didn't I?" There is a smile in its ten words. Then he sat on a nearby big rock and looked into the void.

"It just depends if he sees it himself and has me kill you." His previously joking voice was replaced by coldness.

I don't know what to feel. I don't even know if I should believe him.

Doesn't he know that the king pays a lot to catch people like us?

So what? Killed?

My body seemed to be cold. Is he among the people who kill people like me? What if he kills me now?

"B-but I'm not a healer--"

"Shut up. You can't lie to me. Also, don't worry, I won't kill you. Though, I just thought. Didn't you say you would do everything to not kill you. Is it true?" My lips parted, and I don't know why, but I looked there, and for a moment, I saw him swallow.