I returned the fake pleasantries and left them, going to the bedroom to spend my last night here in the room.
In the night, his warmness radiated on my cold body.
He played with my ear while I just pretended to be asleep.
On the morning of the next day, I woke up very early.
Demetrius was a tight sleeper. You could move mountains inside the room and plant a time bomb on him without him knowing.
Alphas were always known for their sharp instincts, but not him.
I didn't know what I was going to do, but I knew i had to get out of his sight.
When I crossed borders, panic got me as I got ambushed by some rogues.
It took a lot of taking their punches before I could get up and fight.
And quite fortunate; since I was getting help, and unfortunate; the help could jeopardize my escape plan, the pack warriors arrived.
Within minutes, all rogues were taken down.
My eyes doubled as I stared at the dead bodies on the floor, an uncontainable anger building up in my system.
I pant, shut my eyes to steady the blood flowing in my heart but as soon as I heard "Marie" a growl erupted out of my mouth.
Demetrius appeared petrified, staring at my wolf with confusion in his eyes.
My growl had scared away other warriors, but not him. Infact, he seems not to care that I was angry.
"You changed, Marie?!" Now, I get it.
I transformed back to my human form, and Demetrius covered me with his shirt, not wasting a second.
He examined my wounds and his eyes darkened.
His head swept back to the rogues' bodies and if it were possible, the sigh that came out of his mouth would be him breathing out fire.
"Find the sender!" He thundered a command at his men and it was only a moment before the leaves began rustling from their movements in it.
I was rushed back to the pack with a doctor attending to my injuries.
"Why were you out early?" Demetrius questioned cautiously as his eyes scanned my bandaged wounds.
I didn't reply, just look around.
His deep exhale came after a while, "at least the rigorous training helped."
"I am now a complete werewolf," I started all of a sudden.
"What do you feel? If fate want our bond, then our wolf would recognize each other soon." I added.
"What?" He didn't have time to hide the uncomfortable look on his face.
I chuckled dryly.
"Nothing."
He laughs. "Are you still worried about our mates having not responded to each other? Is that why you shifted? Don't force it, Marie..."
My breathings snatched up, and I nodded, swallowing my saliva down - how come I was played twice?
He stayed with me till afternoon before his Beta came to relay a report, which he didn't want to say before me.
"Marie is my fiancee, spit it out." Demetrius snapped at him and I almost broke into a mocking laughter.
"There could be a gathering of the rogues from all over, Alpha. I think they're eyeing our pack. If they can destroy us, then they can take on the world."
Demetrius huffed. "Is that a call to go to war again?"
"Probably so. No negotiations with them. We found out they have taken down small packs."
Demetrius got up from the chair, his jaw clenching
"But they know better not to mess with us!" He fired.
His veins popped out of his muscular arm and I wondered why he was overreacting.
"Because of your erstwhile question." Laila breathed out in my ears.
"Let me ask you, Marie. When you were in my form? How does it feel? You like it? I could come and remain forever if you want. I will grant you access once in a while.
I'll help you wipe out our enemies - This man here and the one married to your cousin." Her words seeped inside my skull.
"What's wrong with you? That's weird" her hunger for blood overwhelmed me and my eyes changed to blood.
Demetrius' beta came in contact with my bloodshot eyes and his mouth opened in shock as he pointed at me.
Usually, werewolves' eyes changes color to black or dark blue.
But mine is red which means
"Witch!!" Laila's voice rang in my ears.
