Ciane
It had been two whole months and I had no idea how it had just gone by. With the vigorous training and Christian being Christian, I had not even noticed how much time had gone by. Day after day, I was getting used to the early rising and the wolfsbane. I was finally at a 1½ teaspoons. The burn had also lessen from the first time I willingly consumed the harmful liquid. Even Christian had started using wolfsbane coated weapons to see if I was actually taking it, which although it hurt, it was much less compared to when I was in my pack.
In those two months, he did not bring up anything about the pictures I saw. We had been busy and I didn't ask him because I was afraid he'd burst out in anger. I was dying to ask how he knows Anabelle, but I refrained from doing so. However, my restrain was wearing thin and soon, I knew I'd succumb and ask him but until then, I would try and much as I can to avoid the question.
"Concentrate, Ciane!" Christian's yelling snaps me out of my thoughts and I realize he had already raised the crossbow. I duck and an arrow goes zooming above my head.
"A crossbow! Really?! Do you want to kill me?" Knowing him, he wouldn't even care if I get hit or die.
"Jeez, you're becoming a professional drama queen." He rolls his eyes.
I gape at him. That's the most normal thing he had ever said to me in forever.
"Wow, so how am I supposed to dodge an arrow? I'm not the flash."
His brows furrow.
"Who?"
"Never mind but why are you shooting arrows at me?"
"This will enhance your speed and your hearing. A werewolf's hearing is very enhanced so with it you can be able to hear when I shoot, the arrow zooming through the air, if you concentrate." He explains, not even once yelling.
He must like me now. I almost snort.
"So, what and how am I supposed to enhance my hearing?"
"A blind person's senses are more enhanced due to their lack of vision. Their sense of taste, smell and hearing are more enhanced compared to a person who can see."
"So you're suggesting you blind me?" I ask, horror clouding my face. He can't possibly mean that?
"Seriously? Why don't you just let me complete what I'm telling you before rushing into your own unnecessary conclusions?" Christian rages, his glare shutting me up instantly.
"No, I am not going to make you blind. I'm going to blind fold you. As a werewolf, your senses are already enhanced and with temporary removal of one of your senses, you'll have to concentrate on your most important one: hearing." He explains as he walks over to me, pulling a piece of black fabric from the back pocket of his dark jeans.
He walks behind me before wrapping the piece of cloth around my eyes, blinding me.
"Now concentrate. Feel every noise around you, every movement, every small sound."
"Please, don't kill me with that thing." I plead.
I take in a huge gulp of oxygen and followed what he asked of me.
I could hear alot of noises from where I stood. Because we were already deep in the forest, I could hear the chirping of a few birds, the loud crickets, the sound of flowing water dripping down a rock and I could hear a heartbeat. Someone very close to me.
I hear him take a small gasp of air before breathing it out. I hear him grasp something. It sounded very loud. I hear him pull the trigger with a click sound and I hear as the arrow leaves the bow, and almost instantly I duck again as I hear and feel the arrow zoom through the air.
I quickly pull the blind fold off. I turn around and stare at the arrow embedded on the tree. I did it!
"I did it! I did it!" I squealed in joy.
It always takes about 20 times of repetition from Christian so I could finally get it but I did it.
"Yeah, good job." Christian whispers, the corner of his lips curling slightly in a restrained smile or smirk I couldn't tell. It was enough for me though.
"I am becoming a pro at this. I can actually beat you." I smile widely.
"Yeah, whatever. Don't let it get to your head." He grumbles his gaze falling on me, but I could tell he was amused by it all.
I chuckle lightly staring at him.
The questions that have been running through my mind almost flows through my lips at that moment but I manage to ask a simple one.
"Christian, can I ask you something?" I ask, my eyes fixated on his face, waiting for his expression to change.
"If you want to borrow more weapons, then yes knock yourself out." He replies.
"No, not that."
"Okay, go ahead." He states, his brows slightly furrowing in confusion.
I took in a deep breath, my eyes unconsciously straying away from his.
"How do you know Anabelle?" I whisper but I knew he heard me clearly.
I could instantly feel the shift in the air, as he stiffen, his entire body going rigid even though my eyes were not on him.
"What?" He almost growls.
"How-" His loud growl deters me from repeating the question.
"I heard you the first time. How do you know her." His voice sounded both calm and enraged at the same time.
"I...I" I fumble, not knowing what to tell him. Before I could react he was already right in front of me, his face cold, detached and ruthless. He quickly holds my hand tightly, eyes falling on mine.
"How do you know her." It almost came out as a whisper but it sounded so angry.
"I can't tell you." Was the only thing I could come up with.
"Did she send you here? Are you her spy or something?" He asks, his eyes flashing black, showing the raging wolf within him.
However, I was shocked. Her spy?
"What are you going on about? Her spy?" I almost chuckle at how ridiculous he sounded.
"How do you know her?" His hands rising to grab both my wrist in a tight hold.
He looks mad, enraged but there was something else there, desperation. Desperation for what? I couldn't tell.
"Why do you want to know?" I ask back.
"Ciane, answer my question now!" He screams at me and my own rage simmers through me.
"No! You cannot do this to me again! I patched you up when you showed up bruised and broken and you refused to tell me what happened to you then, and now! Now you're demanding answers from me when I was the one who asked you the question! At least give me one answer for goddess's sake!" I rage as I pull myself away from him, my fist clenched so tightly, I could feel my claws digging into my palm.
His eyes had already turned completely dark and I stood waiting for him to snap my neck. His hand were clenched so tightly that if I did not dare move a muscle.
I was mad, angry at him. He was demanding answers from me when he himself wasn't willing to give me his. Even just one. I know it sounds wrong to demand answers from him but he wasn't willing to tell me anything at all and I was anxious for them.
I was ready to walk away from him and never talk to him ever again when he finally replied, the answer still shocking even though I had almost expected it.
"She was my mate."
He did not even wait for my reaction before storming away, his shoulders stiff.
I glare at the spot he was a few seconds ago, almost feeling guilty for pressing him for answers.
Key word being almost.
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So, Christian was supposed to be Ciane's brother-in-law! :0
What happened? What are your predictions?
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