Mmmh... This feels good!
A soft content moan left my lips as I buried myself into the comfort of my bed.
It strangely felt solid against my cheeks, I snuggled in close.
Smiling against the comforting hardness of my bed I slowly opened my eyes only to Gasp and move back.
Bryce's bright fiery ice blue eyes stared at me, his lips pressed in a thin line. I frowned as I moved closer, my fingers touched the corner of his lips and slowly but surely pulled them up into a smile.
What's wrong with him?
I frowned looking at him, an eyebrow titled up. He titled his eyebrow up in reply and I couldn't help but smile. Bryce was really cute.
'I should really brush before he decides to smack a smooth across my lips or something' I thought suddenly and made a move to rush out of the bed, almost letting out a victory cry when I successfully got out and into the bathroom. Bryce had not pulled me back today. I frowned.
Should I take that as a good thing or bad?
*
Placing my brush back in its little stand I wiped my face with a towel. I sighed as I took a step towards the hanger and hung the towel there. The impact of things kept rushing back, the funny thing was that although I looked calm and collected about it, on the inside I was freaking out. I couldn't help but think of how was I going to handle this? How was I suppose to handle this?
I turned towards the door and stared at it. Beyond it, was a werewolf. Not human, part wolf. Beyond it, was a King. The Werewolf King. I took a step back. This was not happening. This could not be happening!
"Dammit!" I growled, reaching out my fingers and pulling out my hair in frustration. How was I suppose to handle this? Could I even handle this? What would Cass or Marley do? I scoffed as I thought what my two best friends would do.
Marley would probably faint dead, and Cass? Yeah, Cass would be all up for it. I could practically hear her saying "Were Sex! Dude! Imagine the sex!"
A shiver ran down my spine and I immediately shook the images starting to bloom in my mind. Not good Thi. Not good!
I looked back at the door and slumped my shoulders in surrender. It was heart over mind here... I supposed it always would be.
I mean, sure he was a werewolf, he was a king, but he was still the same guy I fell for, he was still my boyfriend. And the fact that we were soul mates, that solidified things, wasn't that what all girls wanted? Solidification? A concrete guarantee that the boy they were investing so much in was actually 'the one'?
A smile produced itself on my lips and I squared my shoulders. It was time to face the beat. I was his beauty, and he my beast. My smile broadened.
Opening the bathroom door, I strode into the room with a bright smile on but instantly stopped when I saw a brooding Bryce sitting in the edge of the bed, his shoulders slumped and his head hanging low. A frown slipped it's way on my expression.
"Bryce? Hey, you okay?" I mumbled softly as I reached him and sinked down on my knees to level him, I sunk my fingers into his hair.
Bryce immediately shot up, his face now inches away from me. My breath hitched in my throat. "What happened babe?" I asked softly, trying to ignore the steely gaze he had managed to fix on me.
"How did you find out?"
Silence.
My breath hitched in my throat I watched Bryce with wide eyes, frozen in my spot. He stared me straight in the eyes as he waited for my answer.
I tried to figure out coherent words to hand his way but cussed myself when I realized I could not think of a single way to admit that I knew... So I took the easy way out, well, at least for some time. I denied.
"What? Know what?!" I laughed shakily, cussing myself again for picking the harder way. How could I tell him now?
Bryce stared at me, his gaze still steely and I almost whimpered at he lack of warmth in them.
Liar Liar Liar Liar Liar...
'Shut up' I growled at myself.
Bryce's eyes still seemed emotionless as he finally let out a small sigh and pulled me closer, his hands slipping around my waist he hide his face against the crook of my neck, his warm lips touching my soft spot, I shivered as he pressed a kiss there before pulling away and walking towards the window.
He turned towards me, I frowned. Why is he avoiding eye contact?
"I have a bit of a work to do, you're not going to school today, so I'll be back here in an hour okay?"
I narrowed my eyes at the 'not going to school today' bit, but nodded anyway.
Why couldn't I go to school? I had noticed that my wounds were gone, not a slightest bit of trace of them really, I realized that that was the result of Bryce licking them last night. Then why couldn't I go?
Noticing that Bryce was gone, I made a mental note to ask Matt more about this Wolf bit in school as I marched right back into the bathroom and took a shower.
I was absolutely fine and I didn't see any need not to go to school, so therefore, I was going. Bryce and his over possessiveness would have to take the backseat for a bit.
***
Pulling over the white Lacey long sleeved crop top I pulled all my hair to one side, deciding to leave it all naturally wavy. Quickly I picked my backpack and thanked the heavens for not getting any homework yesterday. It was extremely rare to go a day without homework in Rosenberg High. It was because of that fact that I was extremely thankful that yesterday had been one of those extremely rare days.
"Theia! Come back here young lady! At Least take this sandwich for a bite on the way?" Mum yelled as I rushed downstairs and towards the front door. I stilled. And then with a huge blinding smile turned towards my dad who was still seated on the island high-chair, gulping down his extra strong black coffee. My nose crunched up as the strong smell of the coffee hit my nose. How he could drink that every morning, was beyond me.
"Dadddyyyy" I called sweetly, walking towards him and clutching on his shirt, dad let out a chuckle and stepped off the chair.
"I know what you're going to ask, so let's go, I can drop you off in the way"
Smiling brightly I jumped into his arms and placed a sloppy kiss on his cheeks. "Thanks dad! I love you so much!"
"Hey! I'm still here you know!" Mum grumbled, giggling just afterwards as I latched myself to her and placed a kiss on her cheeks as well. "Love you ma" I mumbled softly in our hug.
"Alright ladies, Theia, let's go!" Dad spoke up as he kissed mum on her lips and pulled away, walking towards the front door.
I turned back and giggled at my mums dreamy expression before running after my dad.
Those two really needed a second time honeymoon trip. My eyes widened as a lightbulb lit itself up above my head. Now I knew what to get them for their anniversary, which was in four weeks to be precise.
***
By the time dad drove into the school's drive through, I had the places and hotels picked and the entire trip planned.
"Thanks dad" I chirped as I turned towards dad and placed a soft kiss on his cheeks.
He chuckled as I moved out of the car. "No problems hunny, be back home by 7 alright?"
I laughed "No problems"
Waving at him I turned around and walked towards the entrance of the school. Now, If I could only find Matthew.
"Where the hell is he?" I grumbled to myself as I marched around the hallway and glanced towards his locker. It had been fifteen minutes and I had one round around the school, Matthew however was nowhere in sight.
I rounded around the corridor when the bell rang and I groaned.
'Maybe I will see him in class?' I consoled myself before turning towards homeroom.
Homeroom ended and I found out Matthew was actually absent, Marley could not help but gush over how adorable Keith was he got mad. I on the other hand couldn't help but wonder if he too was a werewolf.
I shook the thoughts out of my mind as we rounded towards English Class.
"Oh there's Keith!" Marley whispered excitedly as we walked in and I pushed her slightly towards him when he motioned her to sit beside him.
"You sure?" Marley whispered softly, turning towards me.
I smiled. "Heck yes, go on now!"
Marley let out a giggle as she pulled me in a hug. "I love you Thi"
"I know, I love myself too" I winked back, she rolled her eyes and made her way to her boyfriend. In turn, I faced the rest of the class hoping to find an empty seat, and only found one beside a familiar redhead siting in the corner right of the room. His head down as he continued to doodle something in his book.
"Hi Lionel" I chirped happily as I took a seat beside him.
I witnessed with a frown as he stilled and he shot his head up, his eyes widening in horror and regret.
Hmm. What's he regretful about?
"You alright mate?" I asked as I watched him fidget in his seat. He gulped visibly before looking back into his book, moving his head a bit In a nod before he did so.
What's up with him?
I sighed as I shrugged and picked out
Hamlet, placing it neatly on the desk in front of me.
***
"If you could, would you save Polonius from his untimely death, Miss Anderson?"
My head shot up from the play at hand and I frowned in confusion. What?
"He's asking if you would save Polonius from dying" a whisper sounded from beside me and I turned towards a slightly less fidgety Lionel to smile in thanks.
I looked back at a waiting Mr. Phelps and answered, "No, I would not."
Mr. Phelps lips quivered up in a sign of amusement. "And why not, Miss. Anderson?"
"Polonius was a rat. He was disloyal and extremely corrupt. He didn't even leave his daughter out of the mind games he devised against Hamlet. The man was vindictive without any reason and sneaking his way behind the curtains, spying on what Hamlet had to say to his Mother/Aunty, was uncalled for. When one does something he knows may lead to damage, one should be ready to face the pain, Polonius did. I wouldn't change a thing."
Mr. Phelps nodded in approval, his face lit up with a warm smile. Just then the bell rang off and Mr. Phelps started yelling about a 3 paged essay describing whether Hamlets nature to contemplate and think things through, was of use or not.
Finally jotting down the assignment in my notebook I shoved the contents in my bag and turned towards the door. I had sadly noticed that Lionel had been the first to march out of the class when the bell had rung. It had hurt a bit. I had considered him a friend. I shrugged and smiled a little. Maybe he was having some personal issues.
Pulling my on my bag tightly I pushed past the chatting people as I walked out of the room.
"Aahh!"
"I'm sorry! Please don't yell!" A desperate voice whimpered as I was pushed against the wall. Meanwhile I couldn't help but pant, slumping against the wall, my palm over my breast. I looked up and almost calmed down a notch when my eyes locked on soft blue ones.
"Lionel! You scared me!" I gasped out as I tried to regain control over my breaths.
Lionel's cheeks turned pink and he dropped his head to look down at his shoes.
I frowned and moved closer. "Hey, what's up? You okay?"
Lionel lifted his head up to look at me, and smiled. He nodded, but then sadness seeped into his eyes again. "I-I-...it was me"
What?
My eyebrows scrunched together, I considered what he actually meant. "I'm sorry, I'm not sure I quite understand" I mumbled apologetically, smiling sadly at Lionel.
He gulped and nodded. I thought he would turn around and leave but he continued. "It-it was me... Yesterday." By end of his confession his words broke and he dropped his head again, his shoulders slumped.
I could only stare at the grown boy standing in front of me, and a dozen other students passing by giving us weird looks.
The wolf was him Theia! Lionel's a Were! He wanted you for dinner yesterday!
I moved a couple of steps back. But stopped when Lionel looked up, and a tear slipped down his cheeks. He was crying?
Of course he is crying you idiot! Maybe he was out of control last night! You're fine! And he is saying sorry! Cut him some slack! A bossy voice sounded from the back of my head and I almost nodded in understanding. Lionel seemed sorry. He was my friend. I walked towards him again, and pushing my hands between his torso and arms, pulled him for a hug.
"It's okay, alright?" I murmured soothingly, as I rubbed his back. Lionel slumped against me, his arms going around my shoulders, he hugged me back.
"I'm so sorry Theia. It-it was my f-first time. You see, I'm a late bloomer... That's why e-everyone b-bullied me. They thought I would never..."
He couldn't continue, and I didn't force him. I only nodded as I continued rubbing soothingly on his back, telling him that it was okay.
It was only when I heard a loud, almost animalistic growl did I realize that everyone around us had gone quiet. Lionel let go quickly and I moved back just in time to see a livid looking Bryce storming towards us, a worried looking Principal Williams beside him.
Bryce looked deadly. He looked like he wanted blood. I looked towards Principal Williams for help but then realized that he was actually clearing away the gawking students.
"Shit man" a geeky looking junior gawked behind me just as I heard a crunch of breaking bones. I shot my head towards a fallen Lionel, holding his jaw and a raging Bryce readying his fist for another collision.
"Bryce! Let Lionel go! BRYCE!" I screamed as I rushed towards him and grasped onto his raised arm, trying to pull him back.
Bryce snapped his head towards me and glared, "I told you to stay home!"
I whimpered, but continued to pull him towards me. He needed to let Lionel go. "L-let him go!"
"P-please Alpha"
Both Bryce and I's head shot towards the boy on the floor, still holding his jaw in pain.
Bryce only growled louder and attempted to pound him once again but somehow I had known it would come and just in time, I managed to fling my arms around Bryce and press myself against him. Immediately, almost as if a reflex action, he bent and buried his face in the crook of my neck, he visibly calmed a little.
I looked at Lionel with an apologetic look and he shook his head, smiling a little. I motioned him to leave, and he nodded, getting up and taking a step towards freedom.
It all happened in a second, but before I knew it, Bryce had Lionel's neck around his grip and Lionel against the wall, his feet nowhere near the floor. "Listen close pup, she's mine! Keep your claws away if you value your life. Next time, I will kill you. Understand?"
Lionel gulped visibly and nodded his head as much as he could. Bryce let him go and turned towards me.
Oh shit.
I let out shrill scream when Bryce flung me over his shoulder and proceeded to march towards the door, nodding at Principal Williams as he passed him.
"You're in a lot of trouble, little Theia"
"Let me go! I can walk, you know?"
"No!"
"What!? I said le-hey! Where are you taking me!" I screamed as Bryce opened his Jeeps door and dumped me into the front seat.
Banging the door shut, Bryce made his way to the drivers seat and got in, turning on the ignition he drove us out of the parking lot.
Meanwhile, all I could do was gawk at the dark looking man sitting beside me, ignoring me, like I barely even existed.
"Are you going to tell me where we are going?"
Silence.
"You know hitting Lionel was wrong, right? The poor guy didn't even have a chance!"
Nothing.
"Bryce?"
"..."
"ALEXANDER BRYCE WILHEM I AM TALKING TO YOU!"
"..."
"FINE! I won't talk to you anymore too!"
"..."
Waiting for a reply seemed hopeless, so with a frustrated sigh I slumped back against the seat and looked at the streetlights we kept on passing. It was only when we reached a spot where I could see the castle did I realize where we were heading.
Dovelore Castle.