|| Chapter Fourteen ||

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“Why can’t you just attack him when he’s in his pack?” I sighed. Even I knew that it was a bad idea.

He shook his head not satisfied with my suggestion. “Have you heard about the last time someone tried to attack Collins by attacking his pack?” I shook my head. I hadn’t heard anything about that. He shrugged with a predictable expression on his face. “They got killed as soon as they stepped foot on their ground. Collins’ pack may be small but they have the area guarded like never before.”

Well, I knew that.

“Oh.” I bit my lip not knowing what to do.

“So…” Patiently, he wanted for my reply. I was so confused but deep down I knew that I wouldn’t ever agree to help this guy. I barely even knew him.

“I can’t help you,” I whispered apprehensively, knowing that his reaction wasn’t going to be pleasant.

As I assumed, he kicked the ground sending mud in every direction. His frustration has rapidly increased throughout the past few minutes he interacted with me. “Rosalynn, listen.” He sighed looking like he had enough of me,.“You have no choice but to either help me or I’ll just have to kill you.”

“Kill me?” I cried wide-eyed and alarmed. This was what I was scared of. Sometimes I wished that everything in my life would just be my imagination playing. I could wake up and relief would seep through my veins at knowing that my mate wasn’t a murderer, Trent wasn’t overprotective and that I hadn’t met Drew.

“You give me no fucking choice!” He leaned against the tree that I first saw him on with crossed arms across his chest. “And if I kill you then Daniel would most likely die, indirectly.” I was about to object when he continued talking without giving me a chance. “Thing is, if I do that then I wouldn’t just be hurting Collins, I would be hurting your family, your relatives. They also have a strong connection with you. Imagine that?”

I bit my lip not wanting to imagine that, not wanting to imagine anything. All I wished for was a normal life where I could live without being blackmailed into killing my own damn mate. “But, if you kill Daniel wouldn’t that hurt me?” I wanted to leave.

He merely rolled his eyes, “Reject him then.”

“No!” I was surprised at how quick that came out. From the moment I learned that Daniel was my mate, I knew that I would never reject him. Rejection was absolutely stupid on my point because there was no way I was going to just use it after how much progress I made with Daniel. Maybe we weren’t at the couple point yet but I had a feeling that we’ll get there one day.

Drew shrugged no really affected anymore. Then, as if an alarm was set in his head, he straightened up. "Well, I think your pack sensed my presence so I'll be on my way." He stared at me for a second then smirked. "Don't even think about telling your little mate about our encounter unless you want the whole world knowing who your mate is? Then I won't be the only one trying to kill you."

I gritted my teeth, he had this all planned didn't he?

He shook his head with a cocky smile on his lips, winked, then turned to face the other way. "This isn't the last you'll see of me, Rosalynn."

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“Rose, are you alright?”

I snapped out of my trance and focused on James who was sitting opposite off me. He had a concerned look on his face that I just wanted to wipe off.

I nodded my head not wanting to speak because I was scared that I might say anything to reveal why I felt so down. It has been a day and I still couldn’t shake Drew out of my mind. His voice has been haunting me like nobody’s business.

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