Maive's POV -
"Oh, I thought you were kidding. Is that so?" Gabriella asked to clarify as if it had nothing to do with everything.
Aren't they even shock? They seemed to be used to it. While, my world was shaken when I discovered that I am a White Witch.
"That's nothing surprising," Anne stated as he get back to reading a new book.
Somehow I was confused, at the same time relieved.
I sighed, a little relieved that they have not reacted badly. Maybe they understand more than anyone else. Gabriella literally grew up not being a pure werewolf and Anne accepted her despite that. Maybe it is the same thing for me, maybe I am not normal but it is completely fine for them and I am glad that nothing changed despite everything and me being a witch. They are not even seemed bothered when in fact, it was the Witches who abducted us.
However, I wonder whether Daxton will accept me. It has somehow stained my confidence, how will he react when he discovers that I'm a witch, a species of his enemy. I feel a little undeserving and it pains me in the heart. I wonder if he would accept me for who I am. He is an alpha king, that would definitely stain his image. Just like what his father said during the gala night, choosing Yskela would be best for him.
They both fits well and I am just some ordinary bitch that would ruin their relationship.
Everything between me and Daxton still confuses me. Is he cheating with Yskela, or everything he had done for me is just nothing for him? He is basically doing some heartwarming gestures toward me, or just playing with me. Was it nothing for him? Making me stay in their castle, sending me some flowers... was it nothing? Why the hell is he doing that when he was bound to marry someone? How am I supposed to take everything?
Just the thought of him makes me feel the heat increases on my body, especially on the mark at my neck.
I was glad that the professor did not arrive. Fifteen minutes after he was not around, the class decided to adjourn. The Vikings did not arrive too so there is probably no class.
As I stood up preparing to leave, I stopped feeling the unbearable pain, I took a deep breath and tried ignoring it once again.
The three of us decided to take our time at the bleacher on the open ground. It was a football field and there were some students playing around, as if nothing had happened two weeks ago. Probably at some, it was nothing, but to us who were held as hostages, it was really terrifying.
"Do you have a fever or something? You are all red..." Gabriella noticed.
I sighed as I grabbed my tumbler from the bag and took a sip of water, trying to decrease the heat. Damn, water is not even enough.
"It is not a fever... but I could feel my body heating up." I said trying to alleviate the heat in my skin while smoothly pressing where pains the most.
I felt a lot more conscious, seeing the guys on the football team looking at me with lust in their eyes. I have noticed that too back in our classroom earlier, male werewolves kept on looking at me with something cringey in their eyes. I don't know what it was but it did nothing but keep me uncomfortable.
"You should rest more," Anne said casually as she took a bite of her sandwich.
I sighed once again. I am surely fine except for this feeling of heat all over my body.
To my surprise, one of the guys on the football team came towards me. He was biting his lip as he looked at me maliciously.
"Uhm... would you like to go out with me?" Those were his first words.
I have never seen him before. It was my first time encountering him yet he is acting like we have known each other for a while and that he did not bother introducing himself. He extended his arm, for a handshake I think?
I stared at it for a couple of seconds, thinking about what I should do with it. He probably felt ashamed that he took back his arm. I'm glad he did because I don't want to hold his hand.
I was about to answer him and tell him to go away because he is making me uncomfortable when my eyes landed on the man on the opposite side of the football field.
His has this very strong and deadly aura that held me captivated.
It was Daxton. His eyes were all crimson again. Even from afar, I could feel the rage within him and I could see that he was directly looking at me with his fist closed. His jaw was clenched too, revealing his attractive jawline. Even from a far I could see him clearly as if he was so close. He looks mad though... angry yet is seemed just an understatement because it looks like he could kill right now. I could feel the bloodlust in him and damn, he is too dangerously untouchable at this state.
The sight of him made me feel even more at heat. Every time he is around, the heat on my body is getting a lot more intense. It was as if the heat was craving for him so badly. Those crimson eyes are making me even thirsty for him. I don't really know why these thoughts are coming into my mind but it is probably connected with the heat on my body.
I was looking at him staring at me with rage and when I blinked, he was no longer there. To my surprise, he was already in front of me. Did he just dash towards me in just a blink? Was he that fast?
My eyes widened when his fist landed on the football guy in front of me.
"What the fuck?!" The one he punched flew as he fell to the ground.
Anne and Gabriela stood up from their seats and took a step away from the scene. I couldn't do so... because Daxton is here and I was craving his touch more than anything else. I couldn't move my body as it was hoping for even the slightest touch from him.
The guy he punched immediately stood up and did the same thing. He threw his fist towards Daxton, but he was fast enough to catch that fist with his right hand. I could see the anger of Daxton on the way he was holding that fist. His eyes are still crimson and it was full of raging fire.
"She's fucking mine. Fuck off," he said full of authority that even I flinched from the coldness of his voice.
He looks ruthless now that one wrong move from the guy, he might get killed.
His damn ruthless voice makes my body even hotter. It was bad for me and I am a little embarrassed that I am feeling like this despite the scene happening in front of me but I couldn't do anything. I cannot fully control my body and my thoughts are getting irrational. I must have been put into a spell or something.
Despite the fear evident on the face of the guy, he gritted his teeth and said, "You have Yskela..." He paused and there was silence like a calm before the storm. "We could share, King Astrid." He said as he looked at me maliciously.
Those were his last words before Daxton lost his mind with his eyes blazing in fire. He was extremely angry hearing those words and it was as if a trigger on him was pulled.