Chapter 97: Chapter 97

Maive's POV -

I froze when he closed the distance between us as he came closer to my neck, it felt like I caught my breath unable to think anything. His face stayed on my side without touching my neck and I could feel the warm air coming from his nostrils towards my bare skin. It was as if he was sniffing my scent. That made my body even hotter, I clenched my hands trying to control the overwhelming feeling he affects me.

Damn, this heat is burning my body but how come it feels so very different when I'm with this man... It feels like... pleasure.

I could hear his heartbeat, it was racing... His heart was racing rhythmically with mine. All I could hear was our heart beating as if it was connected. I could even feel the blood in his veins, it was full of lust. It was probably the same for me as I crave for his touch just to alleviate the heat on my body.

Damn. I badly needed him.

"Daxton..." I whispered. I wanted to say more but it was the only word that came to my mind and it sounds more like moaning and begging.

He hissed and his breathing on my neck went much more rapid and intense. I could sense his muscle clenching as if he was controlling himself.

I closed my eyes, wanting the way that he is reacting to me. It was like some sort of addicting drug... I kept wanting more of it. Having him like this wasn't enough, I want more of it.

It's fucking hot!

I couldn't help but hold his shirt with both of my hands, "I-It's hot, D-Daxton..." I said as the heat in my body got even more intense. My breathing began heavy as I bit my lip.

I don't understand why, but my mind and my body are shouting for him as if he was the one who could heal my burning skin.

I felt the tip of his nose touching my neck. It made me moan as I was craving it, and that simple touch left my skin pleasure instead of this damn heat.

Oh god, I want him...

Out of my consciousness, I placed my hand on his neck and it was as if he got burnt from my touch that he immediately took a step back.

My eyes widened, damn, what did I do? D-did I touch him too much? What did I do wrong?

Despite his handsome face, worry is evident in his face but lust still remains in his crimson eyes.

"You shouldn't be here like this," he said. His breathing was heavy as if he was having a hard time controlling himself. It was the same when he dashed to kiss me in his office, only that he looks a lot more pained now.

"W-Why?" I was confused, I just wanted him to be near me so that I could get rid of the heat I am feeling. Damn, I could feel that he is really the answer to this burning pain.

He bit his lip which makes him even sexier. His eyes are still crimson and he looks agitated. Is he feeling the same way as mine?

"Please... Maive, don't make it hard for me..." He said as he rushed to leave the room.

But before he got out of the room, I heard him murmur, "Damn it, Maive. Don't fucking seduce me."

He probably has no intention of saying it directly at me. It is just my senses got a lot stronger than I could hear him even at a distance I couldn't hear before.

After he left, it felt like my knees weakened and I didn't realise I fell down kneeling on the ground. I couldn't understand him. He seemed to like me but not. He seemed to want me but was trying to restrain himself. His actions were contradicting and it is making me feel the heat, especially in my neck that was touched by the tip of his nose earlier.

Damn this heat, it is fucking turning me on.

What he did earlier makes me crave for him even more. It does nothing but wants him... all of him. I felt like I was not myself when he placed his face on the side of my neck. I was ready to be touched by him. It felt like I was hypnotised by those crimson eyes... like I was hypnotised by his presence.

After a moment of contemplating, I stood up as I gathered myself. Then, I sighed, leaving the storage room feeling defeated. I could still feel my skin burning but I couldn't do anything and just bear the pain. I headed to the room of my first class. My thoughts were wandering as I entered the room.

I was a little late as the room was now filled with students, most of the boys looked at me and I suddenly felt cringe but I ignored it when they looked away after a while, that must be because of the kidnapping incident. I was glad that the professor was not yet here. I spotted my friends in their usual seats. Anne waved her hand as soon as our eyes met. I smiled as I hurriedly went to sit beside them.

My eyes become fixated on Gabriella's arm. There is a brace on it. "How are you?" I was not sure if those were the right words to ask but I couldn't take it back.

She nodded, "Four more days and this will be removed."

I smiled, getting a little bit relieved.

Anne seemed to be fine now. Except for some bruises, she looks more healed than the last time I was with her looking almost unconscious. She healed faster, is this the ability of her being a werewolf?

"So tell me..." I heard Gabriella whispering at me as if she was about to drop a bomb. "What's the light that came out of your hands?"

She did drop a bomb.

I haven't thought about how I am going to tell them that I am a witch. I actually don't think about telling it to anyone, especially Daxton. However, now that she asked about it, how am I going to answer? Must I really tell them? Wouldn't that scare them, especially since they were held captive by witches?

However, now that I think of it, Gabriella would be the first one who would probably understand more than anyone. She is a half-vampire... She would understand if I am from a different species. We are the same... except that I have no signs of being a werewolf.

"I am a witch..." I mumbled enough for my two friends to hear it. It would be best to tell them. If they don't accept me then it is fine... at least I was able to face them with honesty.

They looked at each other and laughed hard. Soon enough, the attention of the whole class was directed to my friends laughing like an idiot.

Our classmates' stares cooled off when their laughter started to fade. However, the amusement is still evident in their eyes.

"Did your head hit some rock?" Gabriella asked with a teasing voice.

"Are you sure you're okay, Maive?" Anne asked worriedly as she fixed her eyeglasses, but amusement is still evident in her innocent eyes.

It did. My head was smashed into the window car of those vampires when I got kidnapped. However, I am sane enough to think that this is all really happening to me.

"My mother is a witch," I said.

The amusement in their eyes diminished upon hearing those words. The serious expression in my face probably helped them think that I was not joking. They stared at me, unable to think how to respond to the bomb that I just dropped off.

"A white witch," I added as if that would change a thing.