ALPHA SIN

ARTEMISIA

I watched Sin as he strode to the window side. He tugged his hair and let out a low growl, making me think about what was happening to him.

Perhaps he was transforming? I mulled whilst remembering what I read on the internet.

He had said I shouldn’t believe anything that was said there. But I could not help but wonder how he often transforms.

Would his bones break?

Would he be in agony, as stated?

And would he be bloodthirsty and look monstrous?

I couldn’t stop picturing the way he would be in his wolf form. I had only seen his eyes swirling from black to golden. It was terrifying when I glanced at him during the transformation.

I doubt if I would want to stay in the same room as him if I see him in his wolf form.

“If the question is too difficult for you to answer, you need not,” I said, catching his attention.

Even though I know what the terms I asked him to explain meant, I wanted more clarification from him. He was a werewolf, and he would know how it works.

“No, it is fine.” He mumbled with a shake of his head.

He stepped closer to me, but he was still far away. His back was to me and his body was tense.

I noticed while glimpsing at his back that he was breathing a bit too fast. His broad shoulders moved with each breath he took.

“Sin?” I stood from the bed and walked toward him cautiously.

“Don’t.” He grunted, halting me.

“Why?” I inquired with a raised brow, even if he couldn’t see me. “It’s fine if you don’t want to tell me. I already did my research about what I need to-”

“This isn’t about your questions!” He barked.

I flinched at the harshness of his voice. “I-I…”

“It’s about you.” He said, cutting me off.

He turned to me slowly. His eyes were now the weird golden colour it was earlier. But he still looked very much human and hadn’t transformed as I had imagined.

“Why, I don’t understand?”

“You don’t understand?!” He questioned.

I shifted backward as he stepped toward me. My legs smashed into the bed and I tumbled into it.

“I could have sworn you understand what was going on with me.”

“I don’t understand what you are talking about,” I mumbled, glancing up at him.

“Oh, darling, you do.” Sin said with a smirk.

I gasped as he came on top of me abruptly. His hands gripped mine, and he widened my thighs with his muscular legs whilst settling in between me.

“You are hurting me!” I moaned as his grip tightened. My eyes watered, and I blinked the tears that had gathered at the corner of my eyes away.

I chanced a glance at him, and I noticed his eyes were still the peculiar golden colour.

He believed I understand what was happening. Was that the reason his mood changed?

It must have been because he hadn’t acted this way earlier whilst trying to apologize or explaining the werewolf world to me.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

It seemed like he was possessed suddenly. But by what?

To be honest, I understood nothing about supernatural beings. Only that they existed now.

Still, my knowledge about them was limited. What I knew was when a person was possessed, they tend to do awful things.

Things they might not remember after the deed was done.

“Sin, please, you are hurting me!” I said, a little louder, so he could snap out of the daze he was in.

Yet, he didn’t let go. Or maybe he wasn’t in any daze.

“What do you want with me?!” He demanded. He gripped my shoulder and shook me.

“I-I…” I stuttered.

Shit!

Why was I stuttering? It wasn’t like I did anything wrong. Yet, I couldn’t make a sentence with complete sense.

Heck, I couldn’t form a simple word. I could only stare at him with wide eyes.

His eyes blazed, and a vein throbbed in his jaw. He growled, and I noticed his teeth, or should I say fangs, were out.

His head dipped close to my neck, and I panicked. I shoved him with all the strength I had, as well as kicked him where the sun didn’t shine. I doubt if he would be able to make babies with the force I had used.

“Bloody hell, what was that for?!” He groaned, rolling on the bed. His hand went in between his thighs and he clutched the area that my shin had connected with.

I wheezed, scampering to the door as soon as my kick disorientated him. I gripped the handle and paused.

Why was I hesitating? He was trying to kill me and instead of escaping to save myself; I was thinking about his welfare.

I believed I was in over my head. If I wasn’t, common sense should have told me to run with the opportunity I had got.

My legs stay rooted to the spot, and I glanced at the bed, where he was still groaning.

“I wasn’t trying to kill you.” He winced sitting on the bed. His hand brushed through his messy dark locks, and he shook his head.

“I only wanted answers.” He added, his eyes locking on mine.

I let out a relieved sigh whilst staring at him. His eyes were now the normal dark colour I adore. Slowly, I moved towards the bed, but didn’t go close to him.

“I’m sorry if I frightened you.”

“It’s okay,” I said. Even as the word slipped out of my mouth, I doubted if everything would be okay.

“I would never hurt you. You should know that.” He said, kneading the back of his neck.

“Of course, you will never,” I affirmed with a nod.

I believe he would not lay his hands on me. Even though he had spanked me once, which I truly deserved. Perhaps, if I had known about werewolves then, I wouldn’t have thought about defying his order, as he wanted me to be safe.