ALPHA SIN

SIN

I sighed whilst tossing on the bed. Standing up yet again for the umpteenth time tonight, I glanced at the sleeping figure of my wife curled up on the couch.

I grimaced at the term. I doubt if I would get used to seeing her as one.

The blanket she had taken from the wardrobe was wrapped around her small frame and she pulled it up to her face. So, I could only make out only her forehead as the moonlight streamed into the room. I knew I was rude and mean to her since we arrived in my glasshouse, but I didn’t care

More so, I don’t know why I was acting cold towards her. Because I could remember, no girl not even Adrina, my ex had ever made me feel so bothersome before.

Perhaps, it was her scent. The intoxicating strawberry and grape perfume that she wore.

Even her hair smelt similar because I had caught a whiff of it whilst at the cathedral when I tugged the veil covering her face away.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

My gaze snapped towards her as she twisted in the chair. Her lips parted slightly and she mumbled incoherently.

I wondered if she was having a nightmare as she twisted more. Also, she flung her hand and it smacked the cold tiled floor.

Ouch!

I winced inaudibly. I knew if she was awake, it would have hurt like hell.

My ears perked up as a howl sounded from a distance. I walked towards the window and narrowed my eyes as I scrutinized the dark path leading to the woods.

My eyes travelled to the sky and I noticed the moon was at its peak and it shone brightly. I hadn’t believed when the wolf moon was predicted because it had been ages since I last saw it.

Moreover, I was hardly affected by it because I could control my shifting as well as my cravings. I had learnt the hard way to handle it if I wanted to blend in with the humans. If I wanted to socialize and not be isolated like the monster I was.

“Hmmm.”

My eyes drifted to Artemisia once again as a sigh slipped out of her slightly opened mouth. Her lashes fluttered briefly against her cheeks and for a moment, I thought she was going to come awake.

However, she didn’t.

I knew when she woke up in the morning, her body would be sore due to the awkward position she was in.

My hand shot out to caress her heart-shaped face.

But, I couldn’t touch her. I couldn’t even get closer to her than I was. All my senses were at alert when it came to her and I sensed my inner wolf struggling to emerge.

After the revelation of my inner wolf- Ager- identified her as my mate, I couldn’t get close to her because the strong urge to claim her often invaded my mind. I didn’t want anything to do with her, to begin with, and claiming her would mean I accepted for her to be my mate.

Still, I couldn’t stop fantasizing about her lithe body on my bed, begging me nonstop to touch her.

Shaking off the weird thoughts I was having about her laying on my bed, I stepped towards the door and closed it silently behind me.

I grabbed my shirt that was by the coat stand, pulled it on and stepped out of the house.

I breathed in deeply and I caught the whiff of a strange scent. “Who’s here?”

I walked towards the woods to access the area and back to the entrance of my house. But, I found no one.

However, I noticed a scratch on the door.

“Shit!” I mumbled whilst accessing it. Also, I recalled the inquisitive look that had appeared on Artemisia’s face when she was walking towards the door.

She must have heard the scratch sound. And I had stopped her because I knew how dangerous it was for anyone to go out at night.

Whether human or supernatural beings, we all have foes who desire to harm us.

Also, I was aware wolves paraded everywhere in this part of the town at this hour, looking for poor humans to devour.

I frowned whilst accessing the mark on the wooden door. I thought it was something else. But, looking at it confirmed my suspicion. The suspicion I had had about the Lycan Blood Park. Which was the deadliest werewolf ParK to have ever existed as far as I was concerned.

But, I believed they were back at Merene and not here. I grimaced whilst accessing the pentagram that was on the door.

I noticed some inscription on it as I observed closely.

“Back and Stronger,” I mumbled.

What does that even mean? I muttered once more before accessing my surroundings.

Perhaps, I was going to get an answer tomorrow because right now, I didn’t think I could.

Walking back to the room, I noticed Artemisia was now sprawled on the floor.

Was she that a heavy sleeper that she didn’t know she was on the floor?

Shaking my head, I stepped closer to her and held my breath so that her scent wouldn’t drift into my nostrils.

I lifted her to the bed and covered her body with the duvet. After making sure she was settled in, I stepped towards the spare room because I was certain I wouldn’t be able to stay on the same bed with her.

I laid down on the bed for a while and I thought back to the inscription on the door before drifting off.