Chapter 69
I did it, I really drugged an Alpha. My mind was running wild. I widened my eyes as I looked at him carefully, closely. He was so beautiful and peaceful when he was fast asleep. He looked so harmless but only a fool would be so naive to believe that such a beast was harmless.
He was still breathing, that meant that he was still alive. Just to test my theory I nudged his shoulder to see if he would wake up. He didn't move an inch and I tried shaking him a bit harder to see if he would wake up.He was knocked out cold, the only movement he made was when he was breathing in and out.
I quickly took out the tiny container
"Alexander, are you awake?" I woke him up with another nudge on the shoulder but he didn't move. I smiled, it worked!
The hardest part was cutting his finger to draw some blood into the container. Luckily he healed fast so this only took a few seconds. I looked at his soft hands, it's like nothing had even happend. There was no scar, nothing. I smiled and brushed my fingers on the palm of his hand before standing up. My heart sank as I thought about what I was doing. Would the witch really keep her promise?
I didn't want him to get hurt, my heart didn't want that. I sat next to him again... I had betrayed his trust once. Did I really want to betray his trust again especially during this time. A time when I needed his help, all for my selfish reasons. Was I willing to sacrifice everything all because a cunning witch promised to help me find out more about my parents. Parents I didn't even know, what if she was lying .
Even if they were, we were at war with something much bigger. I couldn't be this selfish. I have never been a bad person, well at least I tried being good as much as I possibly could. I brushed my fingertips on his bare hands once again.
"No," I said to myself before getting up and heading to his bathroom.
I stood by the sink and looked at myself in the mirror. I wasn't that stupid girl I used to be before. I opened the container. Before spilling away it's contents a voice stopped me immediately and my heart dropped.
"Don't" he said softly and in a second he was right behind me. His hand softly holding my right hand stopping me from emptying the container.
I looked at our reflections in the mirror. We looked almost 'perfect' together. I swallowed hard "I'm not going to do it"
"I know," he brushed his soft fingers on the edge of my palm. He wasn't fast asleep, I knew this was a dumb plan but I always end doing dumb things.
To be honest I wanted to be afraid, I thought I would be but instead I felt safe. I felt like this is were I belonged, with him right beside me. These were foreign feelings that I couldn't brush away.
"Are you going to hurt me" I said facing him. I was short but I didn't bother looking up at him.
He held my chin so I was looking directly at him. So handsome that's all I could think about at that moment. I don't think any sane human being could ever get over his unearthly beauty. He would turn a monk into a sinner... both men and women would fall at his feet.
"I am not going to hurt you, mate. But you are going to take this to the witch. She is up to something and you are going to find out what it is." he said looking down at me.
It is as if I was completely compelled to do everything he asked of me. I couldn't move, I couldn't say no to him. So I just nodded, he was probably right. There was a saying we all believed in both humans and werewolves 'never trust a witch'. They were rarely truthful about anything unless they truly wanted something.
This particular witch wanted the Kings blood and I doubt it was just to weaken him or protect herself from him. If he wanted her dead she would have been dead already so what the hell was she up to.
"what if she kills you, we can't risk it. We need you especially with everything going on right now" I told him as I scrunched up my eyebrows. Why wasn't he afraid, if he died his people wouldn't be united and they would definitely kill me and my people. Leaving the banshee situation out of hand.
He smirked as he held my neck softly making sure not to squeeze the life out of me. His hand was extremely warm "I have lived long enough to know that a foolish witch having my blood won't make a difference in my life. Many witches have tried what she thinks she has figured out now, her ancestors have tried the same thing but here I am. I will always live mate, she will try, her daughters will try and their daughters after that."
I widened my eyes, of course. He was immortal. First of his kind. "what if she slows you down or sends you in some deep sleep. Are you willing to risk that?"
"Don't worry about that, do as I say. She is working for the wrong team, that is her biggest mistake. She is not the first witch I have experience with mate. Many have betrayed me, many have tried to get rid of me which is a waste of time" he said letting go of my neck and taking a step back "You want to get rid of what you think is your biggest threat right?"
"yes" I said nodding my head although secretly I wished he hadn't moved back
"good then do as I say, continue with the witches plan and find out what she is really upto."