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Louise
"Lou, can you feel that?" My wolf inquired all of a sudden. I was in front of the all-mighty Easton, Hunter, and De Russo. His gray eyes were focused on the paper in front of him while I was here apologizing for a simple wrong that I did.

I did, however, find myself drawn to his kissable lips for some reason. I can see how furious he is via his eyes.

Suddenly, he turned to face me. Now that those menacing gray eyes were staring at me, I took a step back.
I said, "Lou, if you feel it." I sigh and shut my eyes in anger.

"No, Rebecca, not now. There is nothing to discuss. I had no time to do anything since I was in danger."

"But Lou, I can sense our mate in him. It was the first time a strong connection became excessive. Now, I'm not sure why. But there is something in him now that makes his wolf blood stronger."

I gave a headshake. "Are you serious? Rebecca, that was hilarious. Even though I know you were only kidding, please stop; I don't want to argue right now."

"Think about it, Lou, and correct me if I'm wrong. I am aware that you felt it. It's so strong that you can't feel it."

Rebecca keeps repeating it.

"Get out of my way If you couldn't get back through the kitchen, if you couldn't answer my question correctly, then I don't need you.

"Don't touch anything that could hurt you when you return to the kitchen. Be careful since I know you know that I do have vampire blood."

I was brought back to reality by his voice. Hunter's furious face was the first thing I noticed. Go, I commanded. He yells, and I start to fear. I run through the kitchen.

"I said, don't be dimbo. If you hurt yourself again, I might drain your blood and throw your body in the garbage can in pieces. Have you heard me?"

As I walked into the kitchen hall, he yelled.

His remarks raised my heart rate in unison. I had intended to return to my father right away as a result. For the love of God, he'd murder me. For instance, if he find out about me. I took my phone out of my pocket if he discovered that I was his daughter's adversary. Despite my fear, I wanted to open it. I could see Ryker's face in my mind.

Hunter abruptly entered the room as I was fixated on my phone. While looking at me, he went straight to the refrigerator to get a juice.

"Have you ever dated someone?"

My eyebrows are raised. In contrast to a moment ago, he was suddenly appearing to be at ease and relaxed as he looked at me.
I gave a headshake. I had the impression that everything would be fine if he continued to act this way.

I don't get it. I spoke in a quieter tone. I didn't glance at him though as I spoke. I'm worried he'll catch on and discover who I really am.

"Why are you looking at my very eyes?"

You always stoop your head when I speak to you, I've noticed. Are you afraid of me or are you just unwilling to look at my face?
I again shook my head, but this time it was quicker.

"You give a headshake. Why would shaking your head indicate anything? Do you feel frightened or aversion to my gaze?"

"I apologize, sir. I might just be wary since it's unfamiliar or because I'm not used to being around other people. That is the reason."


I used the quietest voice I could muster in order to avoid provoking the man's wrath. I was still puzzled as to why he had abruptly lost his temper. So I've got to be careful.

"Are you gay? You seem to be modest."

I drank so much water that I almost choked. I even studied his face to determine whether or not he was joking. I'm not gay at all! I'm a girl. I sigh. Maybe I'm still a woman even though I attempt to seem like a guy.
"I'm not a gay," I say. That was all I could say. But when he suddenly drops the juice glass he was sipping, I startle. You are lying, the table said. Tell the truth, please. Hunter abruptly yelled. He was approaching and I opened my eyes in fear. I know deep down that I need to run, but because of terror and anxiety, my entire body remains immobile.

"Sir, what's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"
I shook my head because his eyes were turning red.
I can only say,

"Sir." because he dragged my hand where my wound is.
I winced, but I don't believe he heard me. I have the impression that I am currently dying. And if I couldn't run, then I'm sure by tomorrow I would be dead.

I exerted too much effort trying to escape his firm hold.

"What is wrong with you, please, sir?"

"I must taste you only once so that I can gain something about you. Perhaps if I tasted you, I could learn more about your origins."

I gave a headshake. If I didn't want to be discovered by him, I could have let him do that. If he had a power like that then we would know.

"Sir, please get off of me." I pleaded, saying. I glanced around for whatever I could use to get away from him. However, I was only able to view the glass of water I use to sip water from a pitcher.

I therefore grabbed it without thinking and struck his shoulder. He loosened up his hold as a result. I attempted to flee the kitchen, but he caught me again before I could get to the door. This time, he was more than simply frightening; his aura was lethal. and much more ominous.

No, please! In my brain, I yell. The people outside were visible to me. They were occupied with their work while I was working to save my life.
I gave a headshake. I noticed I had a lot of blood on my hands. I'm not sure how or from where I acquired that, but I need to live.