Killian from Present time.
Ugh! That was never my style. I never put pleasure on top of business. It was always business before pleasure.
Now that I came face to face with Laura’s reincarnation, I think I was in a big mess. Because upon seeing her, all I had was the same magical and powerful pull. And when I swayed a sword in front of her, I felt incredibly heavy. I should not be, right? I should be delighted that I was able to kill her.
But if I would be honest with myself, I was only delighted when Corbin warded my sword off. You couldn’t imagine my relief when I realized I didn’t hurt that girl… at least physically.
Because I knew right from seeing through her eyes, she was in deep pain while gazing back at me.
I wondered what my past self was doing right now. Why did everything turn out like this?
“Did he come here already?” I suddenly asked after a long trail of thoughts.
“Your past self?” she confirmed.
I nodded in answer.
“He hasn’t. Oh! Did you make sure to reach the note I gave you?”
“Yes,” I breathed. I made sure Butler Creek gave it to him. I even called last time and pretended that I forgot if he gave me the box. “I wonder what you mean by that note. What is that ‘last option’ supposed to mean?”
Saskia gasped. “You read it? Why did you read it?! That was not meant for you!” she annoyingly hissed.
“It is… well, technically not. But I am still the same man you were sending the note to. I suppose I have the right to know what it was all about.”
“It’s not the same you, jackass!”
“What did you say?” I growled at her.
Saskia’s eyes went restless when she suddenly realized the offensive word for a royal like me. We may be from different realms, but she wasn’t supposed to spew disgraceful words towards a lycan like me. And I wasn’t just a lycan but a prince.
But since we’d become comfortable with each other as the years went by, she frequently forgot that she shouldn’t cuss before me.
“It’s your fault, your highness. You kept on triggering me to do so.” The witch even made a face.
“Hah!” I shook my head as I chuckled incredulously. “You should be thankful I am being generous to you. Now, to compensate for what you just did, tell me what that note means.”
“You’re not supposed to know. It’s your past self that will do the thing, so, you don’t have to know,” she stubbornly declined to answer.
Geez!
Saskia just made a face again.
“You seemed calm already. I increased the effect by ten times. If you’re done with the tea, you can go now. Don’t come here again unless you have already regained the memory you should have. That will only mean your past self traveled back to his right time.”
I didn’t answer her nagging. She already told me before that I wasn’t supposed to come here or I might run into my past self, because my past self would certainly come to her while he was on his mission. And that was not supposed to happen. I should not meet my past self or both of us will be doomed.
“Alright,” I gulped my tea that turned to be warm, nearly cold. “I got it! I’m not coming here unless I remember that I won our little bet.”
Saskia rolled her eyes. “You wished!”
I bid goodbye. The moment I stepped out of her enchanted house, I quickly transformed into my lycan form.
I should go back to Forks Town and do my duties in the pack. I should give my past self the benefit of the doubt. He sure knew what he was doing.
And just what Saskia said, what is meant to happen will happen. I should leave the mission to my past self and wouldn’t interfere with his plans. He would probably do what was best for us.
Yzabelle:
Corbin was waiting for me in the lobby. I told him I couldn’t let him in, considering that the apartment wasn’t mine, so, the least thing I could offer was to wait down the lobby.
I quickly packed the things that were originally mine. I could not stay here anymore.
It was still a puzzle for me why Killian wanted to kill me.
But whatever his reason was, I didn’t want to know anymore. The fact that he could attempt to kill me was already scary. Who knows, he might kill me in my sleep?
My phone rang. I saw Killian’s name on the screen. And my heart suddenly thumped like crazy.
Damn, stupid heart, just shut up!
I ignored the call and slid the cancel button. I left the unit and was about to leave when I accidentally threw my glance at my unit. It was almost fixed.
Almost.
Since the door lock wasn’t secured yet.
I heaved a deep breath. I’d surely come to Dad’s office tomorrow in my free time. I had a lot of things to ask him. Right now, all I needed was to find a nice hotel to check in while I was figuring out how I was supposed to move my things from my apartment, without appearing in this same place.
Because if this place was truly his, I was certain Killian was behind the slow progress of my door.
I was about to take my leave when someone suddenly grabbed me. I was pulled towards a big, bulky yet warm chest in front of me.
I could hear him harshly breathing. I could hear the wild beats of his heart, synchronized with mine.
And I remembered this feeling, this great need of wanting to be inside his arms. And it was now happening. I was really inside his arms, against the warm chest of the man who tried to kill me.
I should be angry. I should be pushing him away as hard as I could.
But I couldn’t.
I wouldn’t.
I didn’t!
Oh, God, how stupid I was! I just couldn’t!
“Thank goodness, you're safe!” Killian released me from a tight hug but secured his hands on both of my upper arms. I was dumbfounded by what I heard.
‘Did he really sound relieved?’
“What happened? And didn’t I tell you not to come with him? Why are you being too stubborn?!” he growled at me, scolding me.
I could hear the worry.
But I couldn’t take myself into believing it. Maybe it was just my delusions. It was impossible he would grow hugely worried about me when he was the one who tried to kill me.