Wait, please, tell him, I am not here to cause problems, I only want to talk to him, I have nowhere to go.
Stefan doesn't want to listen to all that, you should leave. Hazel's voice where cold, I know she hated me but I have no idea, of my offense. Shut the gate and make sure, she is not seen anywhere around the castle.
Wait, princess Hazel, the wolf might... She gave Sky a cold look. I am sorry, can I at least, see her out of the wood, let me protect her for the night.
Sky, are you disobeying me? Hazel roar.
I am sorry princess Hazel. This is the end, there is nothing I dread all my life, which is to be left alone in the cold in the middle of the night in the wolf Pack, knowing I can't shift, I turned to leave with tears in my eyes.
Fiona! That voice, he came, I turned and look at him, he is standing there, and his handsome cold face is in front of me, taking a step further, Hazel grabbed his hand.
Stefan, what are you doing? You should let her go.
That is what I am doing, sending her away, I want to take her home, myself. He said, pulling out of her grip gently. Why are you here? His cold hoarse voice made me go mute and immobile. Can't you talk? He questioned, parting my lips to say something my legs give me away and I fell but Stefan was fast that his hand outstretched and grabbed me before my back could hit the floor, his face darken as his eyes meet my bruises. Who did this to you? He was asking me but his face is directed to Sky. Please don't take me back, they will kill me. Those were my only words before I passed out.
Shit! Fiona! Get the physician right now.
Stefan, what are you doing? She is...
Keep quiet Hazel. Stefan's voice roared, and Hazel get off his way, as he run with me in his hand, the physician was taking care of me, although I was unconscious I could still hear their voice. How is she?
You have nothing to worry about, it's just weakness and stress from walking a long distance and those bruises she had sustained from a sword. Stefan's eyes burn in anger and his fist clenched, he could see anger boiling in him and if he lost control, it might be disastrous.
Stefan! Hazel call him, he turned his gaze from hazel back to Sky, and he grabbed the man's neck.
Didn't I ask you to watch over her?
I am sorry, I did, I have no idea she is going to go back to the royal castle and the Luna will want to force her into her custody and I too never foreseen that she will want to go against Zeus.
Zeus! Stefan is aware of how deadly Zeus is, his gaze turned back to me, probably wondering how I managed to escape that monster, I look at him, and now my eyes were open and he is staring at me.
Please, let me stay. I said then I fall into unconsciousness.
Holy shit. His gaze goes back to the theta, and the next thing, he pinned the theta to the wall.
Stefan stops, she is just unconscious. He look at the theta, and he nodded to confirm Hazel's words, he free himself from the pack theta, and hurry out, he doesn't understand himself right now, staying there will make him lose control, and he can't do it, his step was fast, as he runs, he jumped, Hazel goes behind him, he rushed into the lake, and buried himself inside.
Stefan gets out of there. Hazel yelled but he didn't come out, Sky saw him run, so he followed suit.
Alpha Stefan, you should come out, theta is about to leave. Stefan jumped out of the water, his eyes as gone back to normal, he is not looking like a demon anymore, he move slowly without a word to Hazel.
All he did was nodded to every instruction of the theta and then move to the room, funny enough, it was his bed, he had laid her, standing at the entrance, he stare and then closed his eyes, he was pretty tired, it's been a long day for him that he closed his eyes to sleep.
I didn't realize I have slept for so long, slowly I opened my eyes, and Stefan was next to me, he was lying on his back completely groomed, I wonder how he can sleep comfortably with all this attire, with his scattered hair on the bed and some covering half of his face, slowly, I pulled those hairs from his face. Some of his hair tangled with my hand, finding myself pulling it closer to my nose, as I inhale this sweet scent of his.
As if that is not enough, my eyes found their way to his face, his eyebrows were perfectly shaped, and his eyelashes were long and scanty, yet beautiful array, blushing his cheekbones as a result of his closed eyes, his nose was sharp and lovely, found myself moving my hands to trace his jaw bone, then my hands settle on his tiny lips that were like rose flower, moving my head side by side to study every part of his face, his eyes flew open, froze at the moment, I wasn't able to move my gaze, this is my first time of getting a perfect picture of his facial look closely, I know he is handsome but I next imagine it will turn out this way, his eyes were just too lovely to move my gaze from.
Do you want to kiss me? He asked that was when I realized that, my eyes are locked on his lips, I withdrew fast from it.
Are you shy, wife? Calling me his wife makes me boil, wife, that you left all alone to face those harsh treatment from those bastards, wife that you could stay by her side when she needed you most. Those were the words that were running in my head, that I really want to say to him.
Oh, I understand my wife is shy. He said as he get down from his bed.
I am not shy.
Hm! You are not shy. He picks the words one after the other then he starts undressing.
What is he doing? Asking no one but myself, he removed the button of his shirt gracefully, I know he was teasing me again, and I am not going to let him win against me. I refused to take my eyes off him, he discarded the shirt as soon as he take it off, leaving him half nude.
He turned and face me as he held his belt, I found myself not knowing if I should continue staring or just make him win. Yet I could take my eyes off him, my eyes meet his tattoo, I am still trying to figure out the words on that tattoo, his muscles rise and fall as he takes off his belt in what could be called slow motion.
What thou fuck is he doing? Is that how men take off their belts slowly, he has finally unbuckled the belt, and his hands move to his pants, those hands that my eyes were fixed on, are now on his pants, and he unbuttons his pants.
I held my breath, he shouldn't always win against me, while his finger found his way to his zipper, my eyes couldn't hold on anymore, I turned my gaze fast, as his hand meets his zipper.