Chapter 7

A few hours passed, and I was just staring at nothing in particular. Lost in a void. Tears stopped dripping down just awhile ago, but the pain in my heart remains the same. I refused to reminisce even a glimpse of the tragedy I've been through. And that led me here. Staring at nothingness. Lost.

I'm currently on a guest room on the east wing, a bit far from Hunter's room. The room's design was far from Hunters'. It was white still, having blue LED lights on the corners. Every furnitures are light blue, even the comforters and the mats. There's also little pots of flowers around the balcony. But there wasn't any tree nor is the ceiling a curve. I'm not complaining though. It's beautiful.

Ethan and Leo wanted talk something in private, so they led me here telling me I needed to take rest after all that just happened. I couldn't, though. I spend a good few hours crying at everything. About how my life's so messed up. And how it will going to be for the next days. Or for the rest of my days. I know it will never be the same again. That I will never be the same again. I couldn't even imagine what will happen next. I just want everything to be okay.

I just hope I can get through everything without harming myself because heaven knows how much I wanted to follow them right now. But I know they wouldn't want that. I have to face this. For them.

I fell asleep after a few hours and woke up at night. It was utterly quiet. Too quiet, it's dangerous. I fought all the negative thoughts away as I stared at the moon peeping from the thin transparent curtains from the balcony just right next to the bed. It was round and full of light and... beautiful. There are thousands of glittering stars in the sky. It's awfully gorgeous...

"So beautiful. But so, so... dull."

"Maybe it's dull because one's looking at it alone. "After hearing the familiar lines, I instantly got up and spun my head to the direction of the door.

"Dad?! "

God knows how desperate that sounded. But my shoulders dropped seeing only Hunter.

Wait, did I just say Hunter?

My eyes widen in surprise.

"Hunter! "He smiled.

"Yes, that's my name. "He chuckled, but he winced in pain when he tried to walk up to me. I immediately got to my reflexes and held his arms for support, leading us to the wooden seat on the balcony.

"There you go. Be careful. What are you even doing here? "I asked, worry evident on my voice.

"Uh, this is my house? "I playfully rolled my eyes.

"I mean, you should be resting on your bed, dreaming of mint chocolates and rainbows. "His forehead creased at my words.

"Mint chocolates? I don't like that. It taste like toothpaste. "I chuckled when he wrinkled his face in disgust.

"Yeah, everyone says that, but it's my favorite. I guess somethings wrong with my taste buds. "He looked at me seriously which made me stop from laughing.

"Why? Is something wrong with what I've said? "He didn't remove his gaze from me for a good few seconds, which somehow made me nervous. Right. I shouldn't be laughing like this right now when I just shot him awhile ago.

I lower my gaze as I muster all the courage I could get. Taking a deep breath, I met his gaze. "Look, I'm really sorry about what happened. I really didn't mean it. I didn't know it was you. I mean, I would never do it if I knew it was you. But I didn't exactly know that you were a wolf so. And--"

"I missed you. "He suddenly said which instantly made me shut my mouth. My heart was thumping crazily inside my chest, butterflies ragingly flying inside my stomach. I feel the heat rising up to my cheeks, and I knew that it's turning red right now. Really? That much?! It was only one sentence and he had this effect on me! That's... so unfair.

Jeez, if he has this effect on me, then how will it going to be for his mate? I've read too many werewolf books, and even though there are some differences in their written cultures, one remains constant. The one and a lifetime mate of a wolf. Hmm, I wonder who's his mate. Or if he already found it or what.

Wait.

I sternly look at Hunter's eyes. The familiar beating of my heart, the unusual response of my body, the immediate attraction after the first meeting. Can it be...

I laughed at what my ridiculous mind is thinking. First, it thought my mother was a werewolf. Second, it's confuse whether me and my twin's a werewolf. And third, assuming that I'm an alpha's mate. Oh jeez, this is just funny.

"Uhm, Why are you laughing? "Only now did I realize he has his one brow lifted up as he look at me confusingly.

"Oh, it's because of my mind. It kept thinking weird stuffs. "

"What weird stuff? You mean... "I didn't know why his ears suddenly turned red as he removed his gaze from me. "N-no, Mystic, You're not ready. "Huh? What's he saying?

"Ready for what? "

"For the thing. "

"What thing? "

"You know, doing the thing. "

"Thing? "

"Yeah, the thing. "I had my brows furrowed as I confusingly look at him. What the hell is he saying?

"What thing?! "Hunter harshly sighed before he held my shoulders and sternly looked at me in the eyes.

"The thing, Mystic. "Come on! What the hell is that--

I halted, realizing what he was trying to say. I can feel how my cheeks suddenly heating up at the thought.

"O-oh, you mean that thing. "

"Yes, that thing. "It was only now that I realize how close he is to me. I saw how his gaze slowly came down to my lips, and so did my gaze came down to his. Up until now, I still wonder what it taste like.

Realizing he was inching closer, I immediately snapped back to reality and pushed him away.

"Y-you... that wasn't what I meant, you pervert. "His eyes widen in surprise.

"Pervert? Me? "He pointed at himself, asking in disbelief.

"Yes you. "

"Then what was the weird thing your mind was thinking, huh? "

"It thought I am your mate. There, happy? "His forehead creased, as if hearing a ridiculous statement.

"See? It's ridiculous, right? I mean, how can I be your--"

"But you are my mate. "I trailed off, hearing his words. Wait, did I hear it right?

"U-uhm, what?! "I hysterically laughed. "Nice joke, dude. How can I be your mate? I'm not even a werewolf. "

I immediately stopped laughing when I noticed he wasn't smiling nor even near from it. Why do I feel like he's not joking?

"Mystic, you are a werewolf. "He didn't remove his eyes from mine. And I know that he's serious. About everything he said. But why do that fact makes my chest tighten?

"N-no. "I tried to deny. But I know to myself, that everything... is real. I can feel it.

"You have to believe it, Mystic. It's who you are. "I can feel my eyes sting as tears threatens to fall.

"N-no. I-I can't. I can't believe it. "

"Look, Mystic... "

"How can I? How can I believe it when I just witness my family been killed by a werewolf? How can I ever accept who I am? Hunter, even claws scares me now. It keeps reminding me of the scratch. Hunter,  it scares me and anger me. I--"

Tears instantly fell when Hunter wrapped his arms around me. "I can't live without them. "And right there and then, I cried my heart out. I cried as if I just didn't for the past hours. My chest was killing me. It feels like it's being cut by countless knives, piercing deeper by the second. It  hurts. It still hurts.

"Shhh, It's okay. It's okay, cry it all out. It's going to be okay. "I held his arms, like my life depends on it and buried my head on his chest.

I hope so. I hope so too.

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My eyes slowly opened and saw  familiar face in front of me. Hunter.

He has his eyes closed as he lies beside me. His other arm on my head, serves as a pillow and the other one was on my waist... serves for assurance. He looks so divine. So so innocent. How can this look possibly kill? It just can't be possible.

I lift up my hand and carefully caress his cheeks, making sure it won't wake him up. I can't believe he's mine. And I'm his. 

His eyes suddenly opened and before I can withdraw my hand, he took hold of it and gently placed them in the middle.

"Oh, you're awake? "He glanced at the clock behind me, yawning in the process. "It's still early, go back to bed--"

"You did not do it, right? "I asked straight to the point. I can't hold it anymore. I need to know. I need to know that it wasn't him who killed my family.

"What do you mean? "I can almost hear my heartbeat with the tensed atmosphere. My heart was thumping too fast in my chest, afraid of the answer.

"The wolf who killed my family. "What would I do if it was him?

He became silent, just staring at me so blankly. Or did I just offend him with the question? What the hell, How can I even accuse him?

Then again, why can't I? Just because he said he's my mate doesn't mean he can't do it. He's white! He's one of the suspects. But what if it wasn't him, then I just ruined the bond.

"U-uhm, you know what? You don't need to ans--"

"It... wasn't me. Now go to sleep. "I couldn't say anything as he now close his eyes as he tries to drift back to sleep.

With his words, I felt a heavy weight leave my chest and for the first time, I slept soundly without having any nightmare.

I hope it's true.

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