Chapter 87: Chapter 87

Cyrus' POV -

I sneaked inside Leidea's Mansion. I don't even know why I am doing this. I just find myself sneaking into their house from time to time ever since that kidnapping incident happened.

It is probably my conscience eating me alive for bringing her into such a mess. If only I did not leave her that night... If only I stayed and protected her, then couldn't have been abducted by those witches, she wouldn't have been hurt.

She was bleeding extensively when we came to rescue them. She's almost unconscious when we get her and the thought of it makes me feel guilty. I am certain that those witches have found out that she is my mate. I wonder how...

It has been three days and she's still unconscious. It makes me really worried about her.

On the third night, I heard footsteps which made me hide in the darkness. It might be vampires trying to hurt her again. I will surely protect her no matter what. No one has the right to touch her.

I am not assured with this place since the Alpha is still weak and the guards are getting little in number.

I was a bit shocked when I realized that it was her... Anne, and she finally woke up. Mixed emotions covered me, but I feel really relieved.

I closed the distance between us and held her elbow. I wanted to hug her out of gratitude that she is finally awake. I wanted to tell her that she made me worried. However, my manly ego would just not let me do that.

My ego wants dominance above anything else and telling her what I am feeling as of the moment would tarnish my ego. I just can't open up.

She was pale and there was a fear in her eyes. It was so evident that I wanted to tell her that I will protect her. I wanted to assure her that such an accident would never happen again. But why am I going to tell her that? Why am I getting nervous when she's around?

Fuck. This is no good. This must be hormones acting up.

Why is she frightened when I am here in front of her?

The fear in her eyes went away little by little when she realized that I was in front of her. That's right, I would protect you. There's no need to be scared, I am now here... Anne.

She asked why I was here.

Is that not obvious? I wanted to ask her that. It is especially because of her. There was no need to ask. But my ego was acting up, I couldn't say that to her directly... so I ended up twisting my words. I ended up saying words that would still sound manly and not the one I have in my thoughts.

She blushed when I said that it was all for her protection. She looks cute when her cheeks are getting red. Now, I am noticing such things. This is really bad for me.

She, then, asked how my condition was.

That made me frustrated with her. Why is she asking such a question when she was the one who only woke up after three days? Why is she asking about me when she still looks in pain? Why is she caring about everything else but herself?

I wanted to scream at her and tell her that was the last thing that she should be worrying about. Other part of me wanted to tell her that I was really worried about her and the thoughts of her getting hurt made my chest tightened. However, neither of the two was my answer.

I answered her with some rude words, probably. The frustration in me was probably evident when I told her that I'll handle myself.

But what else could I do? I really am frustrated.

The surprise in her eyes was so evident when I answered that.

She went quiet after that. There were some minutes that the quietness enveloped us.

Fuck, I really have said some inappropriate words. The words that came out of my mouth probably did not sound good. Or she got offended when I looked frustrated when she just asked about me. I should have said that I am fine and asked her back about what she was feeling or if needed anything else. I should have responded that way so that the silence would not be this loud.

Fuck. I really am messed up. I am not good at conversing. I prefer silence but now that the silence is in between us, I wanted to kill it. I really couldn't understand myself in the past few days.

She bowed down as she looked at the ground. No, look at me. Look at my eyes, Leidea. Why don't you do that? That would be better than looking at that fucking ground.

"It was you," she said.

My mind went blank at that. What was she talking about? I have no idea what she was talking about. Did I miss a conversation with her? Did I go deaf for some seconds?

She looked at me. That's right, Leidea. Look at me that way. Look only at my eyes. Just focus on me, I want your attention.

She took a deep breath after that.

She then said, "Atlas. You are Atlas."

I still haven't figured out what she meant by that when she started running back to her room.

I am Atlas? So... she was talking with her friend about me? She was smiling like an idiot at her phone because of me?

All along, was it me? What kind of game was she playing?

I have never left dumbfounded in my entire life, not until this moment.

I just found myself smiling over silly things. She likes me, then?

Whatever this game that she was playing, it is bad. She is already making me smile like an idiot. I am now probably the loser in her game... but what could I do when she's good at playing her cards?

Should I give her some flowers? I heard girls love receiving flowers. Or that would be too much?

Fuck, I should go and ask Butch.