Chapter Three

 

 Olivia POV

  

 “Do you have a wolfsbane antidote?” He asked, dusting his clothes. “That bloody twat stabbed me with a wolfsbane knife for like twenty times. He was bent on killing me. Doesn't know I am a hybrid; killing me is not easy,” he said with a smile on his face.

  

My heart skipped at the smile on his face. Jeez, he looked so handsome.

  

 “Do you have any? You are meant to have one considering the fact that you came out to the woods,” he said, snapping me out of my thought.

  

I furrowed my eyebrow; he was meant to be killing me right now. He must have smelt my scent, then it occurred to me that our Alpha had given us clothes smeared with their pack scent.

  

 He snapped his fingers at my front. "Hello,” he said.

  

 I shook my head. “Um... you must be Grim,” I said.

  

 He nodded. “Yes, Grim the hybrid king."

  

 I narrowed my eyes. “I thought they said they have not yet decided who would be the next Alpha of your pack after your dad." I asked.

  

His eyes darkened, letting out a deep growl from his chest. I took a step back. “Sorry if I said something wrong."

  

He nodded. “It's fine. I would let you go because you helped me kill that twat,” he said, pointing at the dead man.

  

 Morbid chills ran through my spine. He let me go because I saved his life, which means he would have killed me if I had said such a thing.

  

Many thoughts run through my mind. Alpha Killian told us that he was out having a meeting with some mafia men and that he would be joining them tomorrow.

  

 If he was the one standing here, it only meant one thing. Alpha Killian lied to us and said that Grim could roam around, see the others, and kill them.

  

“So do you have the antidote with you? I am still weak,” he said.

  

He was still weak; if I left him here, he would die, and I would save myself and my friends.

  

 I shook my head. “No. I don't have it. I lied. It was in my bag that was hung across my shoulders.

  

 "Oh, come on. You have the antidote. For you to be roaming around at this time of the night all alone means you have it. Just give me a drop. I would be very grateful. Maybe raise your family rank or something."

  

I raised my eyebrow, family rank. Oh, he thought I was part of his pack.

  

 I swallowed hard. “I am so sorry, but I really don't have the antidote,” I said.

  

He nodded. “Okay, please, can you ask our pack members if they have any?” he asked.

  

I nodded and walked away, running to tell them who I saw. 

  

 Something ran past me. I halted, then it ran at my back, making me turn that way, and then the other said round. 

  

Feral chills ran through my spine; if I got attacked by someone, I might not be able to save myself. I only had one weapon, which was the gun, and I wasted the bullet on someone whose death would benefit me.

  

 Within a split moment, someone appeared in my front, wrapped his rough hands around my neck, and slammed my back against a tree.

  

 My eyes widened at the realisation. It was grim. His white hair always gave him away.

  

We were told that they were the moon goddess's favourite. That was why she gave the crane royalty white hair. To show her love for them.

  

 He raised his claws to my eyes. “I might be weak, but I am not dumb, love. Give me the antidote, or else I will kill you. Take your antidote and use your heart for dinner tonight. I did not get the name Heart Eater for the fun," he threatened.

  

 My heart left my rib cage for a moment, and his eyes turned crimson red. I quickly searched my bag and handed him the antidote.

  

He glared at me and tightened his grip around my neck. For a moment I thought he was going to strangle the life out of me. Then he let me fall on my feet, gasping for air.

  

 Without wasting so much time, he drank the antidote, his Adam's apple moving up and down.

  

 He let out a satisfied sigh and threw the empty bottle at me. I heaved a sigh of relief; he did not kill me, and that was all I was grateful for.

  

 I stood up and cleaned my clothes, picked up the little bottle, and shoved it into my bag, ready to go. I need to tell them about Grim before he sees us, or we will be dead. I am lucky I am walking away alive.

  

 “Not so fast,” his chilling voice filled my ears, stopping me on track. He walked slowly up to me, taking a quick glance at my body.

  

 My heartbeat increased; could it be that he wanted to kill me for lying, or maybe he smelt my true scent?

  

He stopped right in front of me. I fixed my eyes on the ground to avoid his crimson blue eyes.

  

 “Who sent you?” He asked with all seriousness.

  

Shock waves ran through my body. This is going to be the death of me. Should I tell him the truth? No. He would just rip my heart out.

  

 What if I lied and he caught me? Well, at least I would know I tried.

  

 I squared my shoulders and looked him in the eye. “No one."

  

 He raised his eyebrow. “No one?”

  

 I nodded. “Yes, no one."

  

 He nodded and walked around me in circles, his eyes boring into my skin, causing a strange sort of heat in me.

  

 “Then why did you not want to give me the antidote?" Because I know for sure that a pack member would find it an honour to save me, and let's not rule out the fact that you practically left me to die,” he said in a sharp tone.

  

 My will was failing; fear was creeping in already. How do I convince him now?

  

“I did not leave you to die. I was going to get it from my friend. I am an omega; I can get attacked in the way, and I will have nothing to save myself.

  

"Hmm,” he nodded, caressing his chin as his eyes scanned my body.

  

 “So where are these friends of yours? I would love to meet them,” he said with a smile.

  

 My heart sank into the depths of my stomach. I swallowed whatever lump was in my throat.

  

 “They are in the pack. You can follow me if you want; just know that you would be seeing about seven naked girls, some bathing, some sleeping, some fucking,” I said. Do I understand what I just said? No, but it worked its magic.

  

 His eyes looked more relaxed, and he narrowed his eyes. “You work in the local brothel?” He asked.

  

"Yes,” I said, hoping that would make him let go.

  

 He scanned my face, trying to find a lie in it. “I would let you go based on that, but if I should find out you are lying, I would."

  

 "Kill you. I know who you are,” I said.

  

 He gave me a quick glance. “Take care,” he said, and the vampire sped away, leaving me in the woods.

  

 I heaved a deep sigh, exhaled, and inhaled twice before I made my way to our group. We have to leave here as fast as we can.

  

 I ran towards the place I left them as fast as I could. I got there and met the hero sleeping while Lia and I had disappeared.

  

 “Where are Conrad and Lia?" I asked the hero.

  

He sighed and sat up. “They went to look for you. Where did you go, by the way? I thought you were dead."

  

 “What do you mean they went to look for me?" I told them I would be back.” I rubbed the back of my neck; if Grim saw them, it would be the end of us.

  

 “Well, like I said, they thought you were missing or dead, although I would have been happier if you stayed that way,” the hero said and closed his eyes to sleep.

  

I kicked his stomach. “Tell me where they are."

  

He glared at me, "Well, I don't know." 

  

 “You have to know. Grim is in the forest with them, and if he catches them, he catches us, and we will all be dead, especially me, who lied to him.

  

 He narrowed his eyes and jumped up immediately. “Did you say Grim? Like you saw Grim. I thought Alpha Killian said he was on a trip."

  

 I shrugged. "Well, he lied; I saw him in the woods just now,” I said.

  

 “Fuck that bastard,” Hero muttered, raking his hair. I knew they would all be angry when they found out that our Alpha sent us to death. He sent us to Grim, knowing fully well that Grim would be around and could kill us.

  

 “We need to find them,” Hero said and took his gun.

  

 A loud, piercing sound echoed around us, followed by a thud and then cracking of bones.

  

 Morbid chills licked my skin. I knew that voice; I had grown with that voice; she has been my ally throughout my life.

  

 That voice belonged to Lia, and Lia hardly ever screamed that much. She was a full wolf and could protect herself. It only meant that someone caught her, and that person might be Grim.