Evil Is Her Name [DO NOT READ]

Chapter 8

I hate her.

Yet I love her.

What the hell was with these conflicting emotions?! I was so confused. I mean how could I love someone who used to (and still does) torture me!

My wolf on the other hand was proud that he was the mate of an Alpha blood. I wanted to scoff. But at the same time he was upset that the human counterpart of our mate was Giselle.

Well at least she's something nice to look at, my wolf let out, while reassessing her.

I was appalled at his statement. Her appearance does not make up for her awful personality.

Well if you look at just her personality, you're in for a whole lot of hell from this point forward.

I couldn't believe how right he actually. Good point, but should you really be talking about your mate like this?

OUR mate, he corrected. Her wolf is quite nice and humble.

The complete opposite of you, huh?

He just growled a bit, but yet again refused to reply.

"What are doing out so late, Rain?" she asked impatiently with her angelic voice. She had waited awhile for me to talk, but I had spaced out.

"I don’t know. What are YOU doing out?"

The corners of her mouth made a slight smile, so slight it could have gone unnoticed. The smile was quite…cute, but what really surprised me was her genuine amusement shown in her eyes.

"Since when do I have to answer to you? Besides I am the one who asked first, am I not?"

She got me there. "I wanted to get some fresh air, so I snuck out."

"Ooooh, good boy finally goes bad I see," she paused for a moment, "Is there something you want to say?"

"No, not really," I answered calmly. I could tell she knew, and from that encounter in the morning, it all clicked together. But how did she know before me?

I was older, granted it was a couple of hours, but still how?

She came closer and said in a teasing voice "Are you sure?" She purred the sure and circled her finger on my arm.

When I felt the sparks, I lost it. I grabbed both her wrists and held her against the tree. I caught her by surprise. I don't know where this strength came from, but I couldn’t stop my sudden impulse.

 "What are y-" I cut her off when my lips smashed on to her. On instinct alone, my tongue met hers.

She moaned a bit. I pressed her body closer to mine. Everything at that moment felt so nice, her skin was soft, supple and smooth. Her body felt so right in my arms.

Her scent filled my nostrils and all I wanted to do was never let her go.

This would be a good time to question her. She's in a flurried state right now.

I couldn't help but think how cruel my wolf was, trying get answers from her weakened state. On the other hand I was curious as well.

"Hey, Giselle?" I said in a smooth husky voice I never knew I had.

"Hmmm?" she replied in daze.

I cupped her right cheek so her flushed face was looking at me . I have never seen the girl look like this but it was so adorable. I almost felt myself lean to kiss her again. My wolf wanted to as well.

No. I had to focus.

"I know you knew we were mates. How did you know before me, sweetie?" My voice came out smoother and huskier than before, making her sigh.

Wait.

What the hell did I just say? Giselle was anything other than sweet, and I still had no clue if this was really my voice. It was so…different. It sounded more powerful and commanding.

"Witches can sense for their life partners by age 13, since so few find them. I guess me being of mixed blood let me know just a little bit earlier," she answered in a daze, while still looking into my eyes.

Wow. It was hard to believe that this was still the same cocky, sarcastic, rude girl standing right before my eyes. I pressed her body closer to mine in a sweet hug.

She sighed again. I could stay like this forever.

Out of nowhere, I felt her tense. It was as if something snapped in her.

"Let go," her cold emotionless voice vibrated to my ears.

I reluctantly did as she asked. As soon as I did, she took a giant step back and breathed in and out a couple of times. She then finally looked back up at me.

Her eyes, lips, and face went blank. It made my wolf and me flinch.

"Giselle?"

"Don't tell anyone what happened here, understand?" she used her alpha voice. Even though it was supposed to affect me, it didn't.

She started to walk towards the pack house.

"Wait-"

She gave me a look with those empty cold eyes of hers that said don't.

I stood there watching her leave until I could not see her beautiful figure any longer.

Was this a rejection?

My wolf was seething with anger and hurt. It wasn't really a rejection, but it seemed like one right? Shouldn't it be painful? I guess I would have to ask her tomorrow- or today to make sure.

The sun seemed to have almost come up, though it was still dark. My watch said it was about a quarter to four. I started my walk back home, feeling the chilling wind on my flesh.

As I stepped on my porch, the front door swung open. My mother stood there with her arms crossed looking so calm and aloof it was scary.

"Had fun?" she asked blandly. Mom didn’t even wait for me to answer. "Get in," she commanded.

I obeyed without protest.

"Sit." she barked pointing to the couch in the living room.

I sat, but I couldn't help but get an ominous feeling something bad was going to occur. My mother seemed more 'not like herself' than usual.

She sat across from me with only a coffee table sitting between us. She was trying to be inconspicuous about it, but I knew there was something behind her back.

"Let's talk, Rain," she said in an unusually high-pitched voice. There was a look in her eyes I didn't like.

My wolf also sensed some sort of danger. What the hell was going on?

Something is definitely wrong here.

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