Chapter 115
"Come" he said moving a few inches away from the door so I could pass. I entered slowly avoiding his gaze. My heart was pounding so fast, what if he knew what I was I planning. He would kill me. 'stop overthinking this' I told myself.
It was so weird how everything had become so familiar to me. His bed, his pillows and everything in the room. It brought back memories that I had hidden away a long time ago.
I bit my lip as I studied everything in his room. I needed something, I was searching for something that would help me...
"and what do I owe this pleasure?" his deep voice suddenly distracted me and I looked at him.
Think fast, "I needed to talk to you privately, it's important" my eyes began to explore as I made my way to his large desk in the corner of the room. I gathered he probably worked in his room sometimes.
"I see,go on" he said walking towards slowly me like a predator ready to attack his prey and so I swallowed hard "Your heart is racing..." he said folding his arms
I ignored his comment "Its about the banshees, I don't think this mermaid theory makes any sense at all. I have a feeling there's more to this" I said scanning the room. I almost smiled when I noticed a glass of whisky on the far end of his desk. However I maintained my facial expression.
"Why is that? Do you have another theory of how they came to exist?" he asked leaning on the edge of his desk very close to me I could smell his masculine scent.
I shook my head "No but I do not think it is wise trusting a witch. What If she is lying?"
He raised an eyebrow as he looked at me as If what I was saying was very intriguing to him, "What makes you think I trust her or you?" he asked with a smirk
My heart dropped and I suddenly felt like the room was getting really hot. "What do you mean ?"
"Why are you really here lucy" he asked
"I told you already ,I needed to talk to you about these creatures. If the witch is lying that would mean we do not fully understand these banshees and that would be a disaster" I explained
He nodded his head with a smirk still stuck on his face ...he looked like he knew some secret I didn't know about but I tried not to overthink this, "You don't have to worry about the choices that I make Lucy. Besides I'm not the one with the reputation of making bad choices here" he said taking a sip of his whisky. I stared at the glass for a long minute "You want a drink?" he asked
"Yes please" I said too quickly I almost face palmed, I didn't even like alcohol.I tasted it once and that did't well. It ended with me face down puking my guts out.
"I didn't take you as someone who drank alcohol" he said about to move towards the bottle. I quickly held his arm with wide eyes.
I smiled "I do take alcohol, sometimes. Let me get that...I will refill your glass as well." I said taking his almost empty glass from his hand.
He nodded his head as he gave me the glass. All I needed was for him to move away ,think-think-think. I took the bottle, he was watching closely so I had to act very natural. "Everyone makes bad choices sometimes,"
"It's a part of human nature and I'm not human" he said simply "I don't make mistakes, I do everything ,make every move for a reason"
"I don't believe..."before I could finish my statement I missed my glass and poured a little bit of alcohol on his desk "Oh I am so sorry about that!" I apologized with wide eyes avoiding his gaze
"I will get a cloth for that" he said and I watched him move to his bathroom.
Quickly I took the sleeping pills from my pockets , I didn't even have time to count how many pills I was putting...I just put in what I thought would be enough to knock out a fully grown hybrid. I put the small pack back in my pockets and mixed his drink with my finger. I watched as the pills dissolved in the drink and placed it back on the desk. He entered the room holding a small towel and I sipped on my whisky. I almost cringed ,it tasted so bad in my mouth I felt like coughing it out.
"You don't like your drink?" he asked wiping the desk without even looking at me.
I cleared my throat "I'm not really a fan of whisky but I do take it. I like my drink, its been a long time"
He took his glass and took a full gulp while staring at me, I just blinked and took another sip of mine. He didn't even stop there, he took another big gulp until his glass was empty while his eyes stayed on me. I didn't know what to say ...I was hoping he would just pass out now or something.
"You love your whisky" I commented.
He smirked "It tastes different,"
My heart almost gave up on me when he said that. I smiled and took a deep breath "Really"
"Yes ,really. Come," he said moving towards his bed
I scrunched up my eyebrows but I still followed him. He laid down on his bed and I just watched him carefully. I knew what he wanted, I did not even ask him as I joined him on the bed. In a second he had me pinned down on his bed with his hand on my neck but he did not put any pressure on it. My breathing rate increased "What are you doing?" I asked softly looking up at him.
"Mate...you are walking on dangerous grounds. I hope you know what you are doing" he said breathing in my scent. I always found it weird that he would do that and act as if it was the most beautiful scent to him. But what did he mean? I wanted to ask him what he meant but he suddenly moved away and laid down on his back before closing his eyes.
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