Chapter 02

AUTHOR'S POV

Groaning softly, she tried to move herself but found herself unable to do so. Her head was hurting like some horse stomped all over it and she was sure that her face was swollen judging from how heavy it felt.

Gulping, she forced her eyes open but shut them back due to the godly light hitting her face. Grunting, she blinked for a few times and finally managed to open her eyes only to find herself sitting on the only chair in her house that was in her kitchen.

Fear started to take over her heart when she tried to move but then realized that her hands were tied behind her back and so were her legs in front of her. She was restrained completely. Her mind started to take turns. What was happening?

Her first thought was about the Soldiers. What if they were here to rape her again? Feeling nauseous, she gulped down her saliva and looked around. That's when she saw a huge muscular man stepping out of her room and she ended up freezing on her spot.

He was definitely the most handsome man, she had ever seen in her small life span. His light brown hairs that shined in the light, his huge height and strong build, his sharp jaw with a light subtle, his perfectly straight pointed nose, his pink thick lips that looked soft and then his light brown eyes that complimented his face well. He looked etheral which made Frore wonder if she was dreaming right now. Who was this man she wondered.

Her wide eyes slowly travelled down to his clothes and she took notice of the blood that was flowing out of some kind of wound in his abdomen yet he stood like there was nothing wrong with him. Her jaw was hanging low clearly amusing the man in front of her.

“ Like what you see? ” The man asked Frore who shut her mouth closed with her eyes squinting to glare at his bored face.

Snapping out of her trance, Frore raised her head fiercely and continued glaring at him to make it clear that she was not afraid of him one bit. She was excited. Shit! She cringed internally.

“ Who are you and why have you tied me up in my own house? ” Frore inquired trying to be intimidating when she knew she just looked like a cat roaring in front of him.

“ You could be a possible threat even if a little kitten like you can never even possibly hurt a fly! ” The man shook his head and started rummaging around in her kitchen when Frore's eyes travelled to the blood drops falling down on the floor.

“ And besides, I hate humans! ” The man grunted in an annoyed tone and continued rummaging around pulling Frore out of her thoughts.

She could easily get out of these ropes by turning them to ice and then breaking them easily but she couldn't risk exposing that she possessed magic.

Exposing herself meant death anyway!

“ You are bleeding...” Nauseous, Frore trailed off.

She didn't really liked blood. It bought back horrible memories.

Memories that she had sworn to never replay in her head again.

The man stopped finding whatever he was trying to find and turned to Frore with a smug look before strolling over to her and stopping just beside her.

Frore's heart started to beat faster when he leaned down to be on the level of her face and chuckled out darkly with his breaths fanning her face and neck. Shivers ran down Frore's spine and her magic started to flow on it's own. She knew her eyes would start changing color so she closed them up not wanting to give her true self away.

“ You are one stupid human. You are supposed to care for yourself in a situation like this. ” He whispered out playfully and Frore felt her hairs moved away from her face.

She couldn't understand why she was feeling like this or what she was feeling to begin with. No man had ever impacted her like this. This man was really an attraction-magnet of some kind.

“ Let me treat it! ” Frore blurted out before biting her tongue under her teeth at her stupidity. She hated how desperate she sounded right now.

His fingers froze for a moment and scared, Frore kept her eyes closed. Then she felt him moving.

He untied her hands from behind her and she bought them in front of her before rubbing at them slightly. Pushing him away from herself softly, she started to untie her legs and he kept watching her intensely. There was something about this specific woman that was different. She was beautiful and looked innocent. Too innocent. Like she was not aware of how the world even worked.

Lost in his thoughts, he almost missed her sneaky little trick.

Frore, after finding him lost in his thoughts grabbed the pot that was fallen on the ground and lunged at him when he grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him with a jerk making her yelp out in surprise.

He rotated her wrist and put some pressure. The pot fell down on the ground with a thud sound. Frore hissed and tried to get out of his hold when he pushed her forward easily.

“ Looks like your little trick failed. Tch! ” The man mocked and held Frore tightly rendering her helpless.

Leaving her with a jerk, He stepped back surprisingly. Frore faced him nervously and stumbled back finding him still standing so close to her.

“ Who are you?! ” Frore hissed glaring up at his amused face trying to shake off how she was really feeling.

“ People call me Vayldre! ” He waved his hand in the air and started walking towards her bedroom again ignoring her existence completely which made blood boil in Frore's veins. Who did he think he was to invade her house like this?

Feeling the cold anger surging through her veins ready to be let out, she couldn't control it anymore and the temperature started to drop.

Angrily, she grabbed his muscular arm that didn't fit into her tiny hands and made him stop on his way.

Surprised by the cold temperature, he turned around and looked into her eyes that had changed color. A smirk pulled up at his lips when he looked down and found the frost starting to coat up his arm.

“ Magic! ” He deadpanned and pulled Frore closer staring intensely in her eyes, to her surprise.

Shocked, Frore looked down and noticed the frost not being able to seep through his skin. He was supposed to be screaming in pain right now but he was smirking at her.

“ Wh-What? How is this possi-possible? ” Frore pushed him away and stumbled back feeling weird by his touch that made her feel hot. She had never felt hot in her whole life.

“ That will be enough to treat me! ” He tugged at Frore's arm and her eyes started to change color when he started to drag her towards her bedroom.

Why was he taking her to the bedroom? Fear started to really take over Frore's heart this time. Her magic was not working on him. But why?