Chapter 81: Chapter 81

- Maive's POV -

I opened my eyes and closed it immediately feeling dizzy as I tried to adjust from the brightness.

My body is aching all over and with this pain I am having right now, all I wanted was to lay on this soft bed and sleep all day. I feel so tired to even stand up, I hope Grandma and Uncle Zorious wouldn't mind me sleeping a lot.

I decided to hug the pillow beside me and inhaled the enticing scent from it. Hhmm... it seemed familiar, who has that enticing scent again? The scent that I was addicted to was... Daxton.

Suddenly, my eyes went wide open when I realized the last event that I could recall. I was kidnapped together with my friends and then... the 3K's arrived.

The Black witches... wait black witches!

I immediately looked around the room that I was staying in and realized that it was unfamiliar. This isn't my room nor my father's room. So I quickly stood up and was already escaping the room, afraid that those witches would come and see me again.

I was tiptoeing on the floor with my heart beating so fast of any possibilities and yet I am confused as to why would the Black Witches take me to an elegant room like this?

However, I stopped midway when I saw a portrait. It was Daxton, my fear was changed into something else unexplainable.

Butterflies filled my stomach and my heart rummaged nonstop inside my chest.

Is this his room? But what am I doing here? The questions started flooding my head. I got no answers but the relief went through me when I realized that he was able to rescue us. I am finally safe... and he was safe as well.

I sighed out of relief. But what really happened? All I remember was I screamed and a light escaped my hand... then there were screams of black witches. After that, I have no idea what happened. I completely blacked out.

Why am I here? Who brings me here? What really happened after then, were they able to escape as well? How was Anne and Gabriella? How was... Daxton?

"You're finally awake." That voice made me look at its direction and my heart burst out with different feelings I couldn't imagine.

It was Daxton. Just the sight of him made my eyes water, tears started to fall as soon as I saw him. I bit my lip, unable to express the mixed emotions that covered me.

I'm so happy... glad that I saw him again, alive. I thought... I thought we wouldn't get out of there alive, I thought he would die and so did I.

His eyes were emotionless and there was a bandage on his fist. That's all I could see, but I doubt that it was only there. There are probably stitches under his shirt. I was pretty sure that he was bleeding when he arrived at the abandoned building.

He experienced a lot there... he sacrificed himself for me, just a lowlife being.

He leaned on the wall as he stared at me intently, he looked undeniably cool and handsome, the way he looked at me was very sexy, damn it, my heart keeps exploding. There was something in his eyes but I couldn't read his expression again. All I could say for sure is that his jaws were not clenched and he looked relieved. I'm just so glad that he is doing well after what happened despite the wounds he received. Was he?

Damn, I couldn't control myself anymore as I lost my mind because the next thing I knew, I was running towards him. I hugged him tight with tears flowing out of my eyes. One thing I realized at the verge of death is that I wouldn't know the future... or when I will die. I must seize every moment... I don't want to hide these feelings anymore.

It was just too much to bear and after what happened I don't think I could let go of him. My heart was screaming for Daxton... his touch, his warmth... all of him... I want him mine, mine alone.

Still the thoughts of what happened at the Black Witches den kept on replaying in my mind.

"W-Why did you have to come there?" I asked him in between my sobs.

Thinking about losing him is too much to bear, I don't know what has gotten to me but he was like the half of me.

I hugged him tighter, but I felt him getting uncomfortable as if I'd hurt him. That's when I confirmed that he really has wounds under his shirt. I loosen my arms around him and took a step backward, afraid that I'll hurt him more.

But to my surprise, he took a step ahead and hugged me. He buried his face in the crook of my neck and sniffed my scent. Tingles crawl across my body and I couldn't help but close my eyes from the feelings it caused me.

"You really have no idea, huh?" He softly responded to my question and it seemed like I could feel his feelings deep inside.

I punched his chest. It was only a weak punch, I am afraid that I'll touch his wounds. My chest tightened when I remembered how deeply hurt he was before I fainted.

"Y-You almost died..." I sobbed even more.

He chuckled as he caressed my hair. "I'd die for you." He softly said.

He was too soft, compared to the person who was full of rage and resentment who came to rescue us. He really is different when nobody is watching him.

"I'm sorry for dragging you into this mess," he said as he let go of me, looking into my eyes.

I wanted to hug him. I wanted to tell him that he should not let go of me. His embrace was so comfortable that I would forget everything that was going on. But I couldn't tell him about it especially when I could see his eyes looking miserable.

His eyes are bloodshot as he looks at me, caressing my hair. He looks guilty on top of that, as if he was blaming himself for everything that happened. He was not saying a word about it but his expressions were all I needed to know how he was feeling. And he was blaming himself.

Daxton right now, looks too soft... He looks so vulnerable. How did the most intimidating werewolf I have ever seen become this vulnerable? This is so not him. I have never imagined Daxton being like this.

Still, I love this man whatever and whoever he is, I love him.

"I should go home," I suddenly said, trying to divert the topic to something else. I don't want him to feel guilty, not when he tried his best to rescue us...

I actually want the opposite. I want to stay here, I want to just look at his handsome face for the rest of the day... but my grandmother and uncle were probably worried sick about me.

I took a step back, trying to give us a little space. My heart is about to explode, especially when he was that close to me with his eyes full of emotions.

"My father had already talked to your family. You should stay here for a while. I wanted to make sure that they are not after you again," he explained.

I nodded.

I bit my lip, thinking how worried my grandmother was. I should head home but he was right, someone might try to do harm to me again and I couldn't afford that my family would be harmed too just because of me.

That made something else cross my mind, "How about Anne and Gabriella?" They were deeply hurt too.

I wonder why of all the werewolves in the event, the three of us were the one who was being kidnapped. They should have gotten the other more known werewolves.

The three of us were not famous, nor elites. We were just living our normal lives.

My mind couldn't also think of why the 3K's had to go all the way to the enemy's territory just for the three of us. It was a mystery for me. Even if they were the Alphas of their pack, they should have just sent their men at least. It would be safest that way, they wouldn't harm themselves.

I still couldn't believe that all of it happened.

"Are they here, too?" I asked, referring to my friends.

"They were being protected by my friends. Stop worrying, Maive." He said as he looked deep into my eyes.

Damn, I feel so intimidated with his stares.

I nodded, getting relieved by those words.

But suddenly, I remembered, "How about Tobias? We were together whe-" I was not able to continue my sentence when I saw his eyes turn crimson red for a moment after hearing Tobias' name.

He stared at me, looking frustrated... jealous. There goes his intense stare again that would make everyone's knees weak. Fuck, this should be illegal. He is making me weak again.

"Why don't you ask about me first, Maive?"