ALPHA SIN

SIN

“Artemisia!” I yelled her name but got no response.

I plucked my robe from the bed and donned it, then turned to Emma. “By the time I get here, I need you to be out of this room. And when I find her, you fucking need to explain to her, it isn’t what she thinks.”

“As if I will waste my time on a useless being like her.” Emma rolled her eyes.

I stalked towards her and yanked her off the couch, “So help me God, Emma, you are Artemisia’s sister or not, one more snide remark from you about her, I am going to freaking punish you!”

“Punish me,” Emma murmured. Her voice had gone relatively low, and I wondered if she was trying to act sexy or not.

It felt disgusting to me.

“I’ll be loyal to you, Sinclair. I am way better than her in the bedroom, you know that.” She yelled at my back.

How had I got involved with her in the first place?

I guess I had thought she would be a better option. She was the most annoying human I had ever bedded.

I barged into the room without knocking. “Artemisia!”

I walked towards the bathroom and ransacked everywhere.

I yanked my hair in frustration and stepped out.

And I noticed the door down the hallway was opened. I narrowed my eyes and dashed towards it.

She had escaped, but how?!

I walked out and grunted as I heard several howls sounding from a distance away.

Goodness, out of all the silly things she could have done, going out at the time of the day was what she chose.

But then, it was my fault. I had caused it, and I couldn’t stop thinking of the betrayal that appeared on her face each time I thought about her.

I ran around the vicinity for a few minutes and then searched the forest.

Perhaps she was hiding in there and leaving her might be dangerous.

As much as she was mad at me, bringing her safely was what I wanted.

“Artemisia!” I yelled over again, but got no response.

I wrinkled my nose as I perceived her scent. It was faint, but I believed she had come around here.

I followed the scent with my nose to where she might be, and I prayed she wasn’t hurt.

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ARTEMISIA

I groaned as the wind increased. Goosebumps rose on my skin, and my eyes shifted between the black wolf and the brown one.

The black wolf growled as if telling me to run away, as it nudged my leg with its snout. But I didn’t obey.

I believed I could take out the brown wolf.

I was a witch, and fighting off the enemies was the thing I lived for.

“I’ll be fine,” I mumbled, my eyes on the brown wolf.

“I can beat it.”

The black wolf’s eyes twinkled as if amused by what I had said.

It definitely was.

I gritted my teeth and waved my hands in front of the brown wolf. The wind I created flung him backwards.

“See what I mean?”

The black wolf nodded, or perhaps I had imagined it, but it stepped backwards.

I was certain I couldn’t keep flinging the brown wolf’s back with the wind I created.

It needed to be killed, so I could get out of the forest.

More howls sounded, and I wondered if there were a lot of werewolves coming my way.

My eyes collided with the black wolf to see that it was watching me, and before I could blink, the brown wolf dashed toward me.

I lurched back and stumbled over a log of wood.Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

But I was lucky. I was lucky the black wolf was with me to fight with it. Else, I was certain I could have been a delightful meal for it.

The brown wolf landed with a thud on the floor, and I glimpsed a hole in the chest.

I turned my lips in disgust and turned my gaze away from the horrendous sight.

Then turned as I felt a hand on my shoulder.

“What the fucking…”

The hand closed over my mouth and my eyes rounded.

It was a man.

I didn’t get to see his features, but he had a toned body.

I was sure of that as he hoisted me and slung me on his strong shoulder, sprinting out of the forest.

I wanted to scream, to be let down and demand who he was, but I was too startled to do so.

And I was sure of one thing: it wasn’t just anyone who had picked me up.

It was the black wolf. Also, I wonder where he was taking me to.

SIN POV

I had been walking in the forest for some while now, and I hadn’t seen Artemisia. Even as her scent infiltrated the air, I couldn’t make out where she was or where she might be hiding.

“Artemisia!”

I couldn’t count the times I had called her name, but all I received in return was no response.

I bit my lip and clenched my fist.

Then halted as I heard a scream. It was faint, and I didn’t think any normal being could hear it except those with enhanced hearing.

It was Artemisia’s voice.

She was in danger!

I sprinted around the forest and came to a dead end.

My nose wrinkled as it sniffed the air.

She was here, her scent was here. But she hadn’t been alone.

I assessed the dead wolf on the floor and kicked its carcass, which was fast deteriorating.

Someone might have helped her, but seeing how powerful she was, she could pull through by herself.

Still, I had heard her scream. It didn’t sound like someone who was doing well. It was more like a panic scream.

I paced around the dark forest and attempted to search for her more, but her scent was fading quickly.

I grimaced whilst staring at the bright sky.

I had lost her; I was sure of that. If I hadn’t, where the hell was she?

I didn’t have an answer to that.

After a while of futile searching, I walked back home as it started to rain.