Kyle's POV
" I would not do that if I were you,” A familiar voice, actually let's just make that an unfriendly familiar voice said behind me.
I turned to see the bastard standing with his hands folded across his broad chest and adoring his face with a daring look.
He would pass for a cute guy if he was not such a jerk.
I sighed frustratingly knowing very well that every second I spend in these woods talking with him reduces my chance of ever seeing my mom today.
“what do you want?” I questioned rolling my eyes dramatically while placing both hands on my tiny waist.
“I should be the one asking where you are sneaking off to, I have always had my reservations about you and you just proved you are not what you claim you are, because if you were truly Richard's mate then why are you sneaking away from his pack," he questioned
“it's none of your business,” I snorted back at him”
“oh yes it is my business because you are going to be the future Luna of this pack, part of my responsibility as one of the security unit is to protect you, after all, you did mention that Richard is your mate, or didn't you? he questioned with a bit of sarcasm garnished in anger.
somehow I felt something has changed about him, he looked like he had personal issues with me like he was pissed at me for something I did. I know I did play some magic pranks on him the last time, but that was for fun purposes, I didn't mean to harm him.
That may be the reason he is angry, not that I will care on a normal day why he was looking pissed but I will do anything this moment just so I can go and check up on my mum.
“I'm sorry..” I said and paused when I noticed he raised his head unexpectedly to look at me. I silently rolled my eyes on the inside and that is because he was watching me.
“I'm sorry for using the freezing spell on you the last, it's just that you made me angry like you are doing now, please you have to let me go and see my mum, I will be back soon please,” I said pleadingly hoping that it would touch his heart so he would let me go.
But, I was dumbfounded to hear him laughing hysterically like he was having so much fun to see me beg.
“You know, you have proven time without numbers that you are an actress, but I am not so sure if you are a very good one, so I am going to ask for the last time, where are you going to?” he scolded.
“to see my mother"
“Okay, that's it, I want you back at the packhouse this minute,” he said as if he was talking to a child, he is just a few months ahead of me.
I was so pissed at him that I wanted so much to hit him, I was so sure that my face would be all red as a result of the boiling anger in me.
I knew I had to use magic on him even if I didn't want to, I know I said I was not going to use magic selfishly on anyone, but this dude has pushed me beyond the limit and I need to get home to see my mum.
I started mumbling some Latin incantations to freeze him for some time, to allow me to get away. But the spell did not walk on him, I thought I had missed up the words even though that may be highly impossible, I said the incantations again, and still, nothing happened.
I looked at him surprised to see him grinning from ear to ear, flashing his perfect set of teeth that seem to irk the hell out of me this moment.
“Remember this?” he said bringing out some leaves from the back pocket of his jeans.
At one glance I recognized them to be the same smelling leaf I gave to him the other time, he picks one and chews it annoyingly.
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I knew you were going to try to use your witch spells on me again so I decided to come prepared,” he said wearing a cocky smile.
That moment I wished I could fight him, punch him or wrestle him to the ground but with his size and if anything I have heard about his strength is true, then I don't even stand a chance.
“fine, I give up but you know what, should anything happen to my mother, I would never forgive you, bastard," I said in full rage and was about to walk out on him when I felt his hand grip on tight to my neck.
“What did you call me?” he asked between gritted teeth.
I could tell he was furious as his eyes grew darker, his veins were all pumping from his body, I tried fighting off his hand to loosen the tight grip he had around my neck but all my effort seem useless to him.
Then suddenly as if my skin suddenly burned him, he let go of my neck. I was choking and gasping for breath as the five seconds he had his hand to my neck felt like a century. once I caught enough air in my lungs, I rushed towards him and pushed him with all my strength which made him stagger back but not enough to fall.
His expression was that of guilt and conflicted emotions.
“Don't you ever lay your hands on me again, I hate you” I kept screaming in his face.
I was about to run to the packhouse when I saw Simeon run into the scene, he kept shuffling his gaze between me and the bastard, confusion was written all over his face.
I ran back to the packhouse, pissed and trying so much not to let the ocean that had gathered up in my eyes spill.