Chapter 19 Strange feeling?
Elinra’s Point of View
I smiled slightly at his decency. Wow, so he actually wanted to go and sleep in another room? He was willing to leave his own room for me? The thought alone made my heart beat faster in a way I could not explain. He was so decent, so unexpectedly considerate, and for some strange reason that simple action warmed something deep inside me.
"Don't worry, come and sleep with me," I said softly, and his eyes widened instantly.
I almost laughed. Why was he shocked like this?
"Do you really want me to come and sleep in this room?" he asked again, as if he needed confirmation. I nodded with a small smile. Yes, of course I wanted him to stay. Why would I want an Alpha to leave his own room? It was inappropriate, disrespectful, and honestly dangerous. People would think I was trying to challenge him or insult him. I am not that foolish.
His eyes lit up with excitement and surprise, and I frowned a little. Why was he this shocked? Slowly he walked toward me, each step deliberate and cautious. Then he sat on the bed beside me. I stared at him in surprise, unable to understand what exactly he was planning to do.
My eyes drifted toward the wide couch in the corner of the room. It was large, almost like a mini bed, and instantly an idea struck me. That couch would be where I would sleep tonight. Yes, that would make everything simple and comfortable.
"Are you sure about this?" he asked again, his voice low and unreadable.
I raised my eyebrows at him. Yes, I was sure. This was his room. I could not chase an Alpha out of his own space. It was wrong and disrespectful. I would rather leave myself than commit such an offense.
He smirked, and I felt confused. What exactly was wrong with him? Why was he acting strange over a simple conversation? I did not understand these Alphas. Maybe they were all weird in different ways.
Then, without warning, my mind drifted to three years ago. Memories I never wanted to remember flooded in. My cousin had come to live in my father’s pack. He had volunteered to sleep in my room and I had rejected him instantly, chasing him out. I regretted that moment, because my father punished me brutally. He locked me inside the dungeon for one week without food. I was young, scared, starving, and my mother did nothing to stop it. She did not even try to sneak me food at night. Life in my father’s pack was hell. A living hell that made me pray every single day for the Moon Goddess to take my life peacefully. They cherished my twin sister more than me. Even though people always said I was more beautiful, that beauty only made them hate me more.
When I snapped back to reality, to my shock, I found Candice sitting extremely close to me, closing the gap between us. I had not even noticed him moving. My eyes widened at his sudden closeness, and instinctively we both drew back at the same time.
Then he leaned closer again. Slowly. Carefully. And before I could fully understand, I felt his warm breath on my face. My heart jumped, almost crashing into my ribs. His lips were coming close to mine. Very close. Too close. What was he doing? Why was he leaning in as if he wanted to kiss me? My blood ran cold and hot at the same time, and my breath tangled inside my throat. My heart knocked loudly inside my chest, each beat like a drum.
Before I could pull away, before I could understand or react or defend myself, the door suddenly swung open with so much force that it hit the wall loudly.
Kaelrix stood at the doorway.
He froze. I froze. Candice froze. Time itself seemed to freeze.
Kaelrix’s eyes were deadly, sharp enough to slice through steel. His gaze settled on me, burning, dangerous, unreadable, and heavy. Something inside me tightened painfully. For a moment, I forgot how to breathe.
He walked into the room slowly, each step precise and calculated, his golden eyes locked on me as if he could see directly into my soul. Fear shot through my spine and my hands trembled slightly despite my effort to control it.
Seeing his brother walk in with such a frightening expression, Candice immediately pulled away and sat farther from me, eyes lowered. I prayed silently that this would not become trouble. I was not the one doing anything. Why did I feel guilty as if I was caught doing something wrong?
No. He did me wrong first. He punished me in that fire without a single sign of conscience. I should not care if he was angry. He was nothing to me. Absolutely nothing to my heart.
But then why did my chest feel tight?
Why did guilt creep inside me?
I hated that feeling.
In fact, I should be glad he walked in on us. Glad he saw something that would annoy him, because he deserved the same pain he gave me. He was a devil, a demon with no mercy, someone who killed without blinking.
"Keep telling yourself that. You know what you feel," Lola whispered suddenly inside me, and I froze.
It had been a long time since she spoke. After my family betrayed me, she only talked when it was extremely important. What did she mean? What exactly was I telling myself?
"Candice, do you want to reply to me or what?" Kaelrix asked.
His voice was low, soft, but filled with danger. His expression was blank yet terrifying, the kind of expression that made your soul shrink.
Why was he asking Candice? It was not his business. He should not be concerned about anything happening here. He should not care.
"She had something in her eyes, so I helped her remove it," Candice lied.
I almost burst out laughing. What was wrong with Candice? And why was he lying? Was he trying to protect me? Or himself?
Kaelrix did not look convinced. His lips curled into an evil grin.
"Candice, do you think you are speaking to a child?" Kaelrix asked quietly.
Candice shook his head immediately.
"This girl belongs to the three of us because her father sold her to us. Maybe I should reset your brain with a punch so you can think properly," Kaelrix said mockingly.
My blood boiled instantly. What he said was true, but did he have to say it like that? Was I an object? Did he not have a heart? I cursed the day my father gave birth to me. I regretted everything about that family. And now a spoiled, arrogant Alpha dared to insult me like I was useless.
"First of all, I am not a donkey. Do not call me one. I can see you do not have respect for women. I do not blame you. Like I told you before, if you do not want me, simply sell me or kill me. It is not by force to keep someone you do not like. There is always an option. Kill them or sell them," I snapped angrily.
"And as for me and Candice, you should always knock before entering someone’s room. You do not know what they might be doing secr
etly, privately, or emotionally. So please, I would advise you to leave."