“P-please can you help me?” she whispered after mustering up all the courage she had. Being seen by a man would be very embarrassing.
I have something to flaunt anyway,she tried to comfort herself.
The figure stopped. It was a man with a big build – a familiar figure. But something was bothering her; the man didn’t have the same scent – in fact, she couldn’t smell anything from him. And she was only able to notice his presence because of the sound his footsteps were making.
“P-p-please…” It was human – that much she was sure of.
The figure approached her and pushed something in the hole in the tree’s trunk, letting down the net she was in.
“Oh, so that’s why I can’t get out,” she mumbled, stripping away from the stringed trap. It could only be undone by pushing the button hidden on the trunk.
Silly.
“What are you doing here… naked?”
Allison stiffened. The voice belonged to Brandon. The air was then filled with his familiar scent, making her shut her eyes to make sure it was him. When the clouds moved, moonlight illuminated his familiar figure, revealing the handsome face she has been missing like a mad dog, or wolf.
“What are you doing here?” she retorted, covering her nakedness with her hands. But it was useless.
“Too late for that, eh?” Brandon smirked, pinning her with an intense gaze from his jade eyes.
Allison swallowed hard. She wanted to kiss him in that instant, but she needed to restrain herself. She was not in a position to think that way. She was naked.
“Do not look at me,” she said, moving around him and taking the jacket he was wearing. She was still the Alpha’s daughter, and she could be as arrogant as she could be – well, at least in that kind of situation.
“I’m not,” he replied dryly.
She didn’t know why, but she felt a bit disappointed.
What? You were expecting him to wrap his arms around you, kiss you, and tell you that he missed you as much as you missed him?
“And it’s not like I haven’t seen you before,” she heard him say in a sarcastic tone, making her cheeks heat up.
“Yeah, right.” Frowning, Allison stomped on the ground and started walking away from him. She was frustrated. How did she end up seeing the one person that she wanted to forget so badly?
“How did you conceal your scent?” she asked out of the blue, looking back.
Brandon shrugged. “Perks of being an Alpha,” he replied proudly.
Rolling her eyes, she continued stomping on the ground, hoping that it would resolve the frustration she was feeling. “Thanks for the help,” she mumbled angrily. With that, she ran as fast as she could, thanks to the moonlight leading her path.
It wasn’t too long when Allison stepped on broken glass. Her foot bled like hell, making her cry in a mixture of pain and anger. Tears started running down her cheeks. She wasn’t crying because of her wound, but because of her broken heart. For a moment, she thought of coming clean with her feelings for him. It was a foolish idea, watching his empty reaction seeing her.
He’s no knight in shining armor,she thought while looking at her wounded foot.
“Why are you running when no one’s chasing you?” Brandon asked, pulling her up from the ground. He carried her in his arms, his touch making her tremble. But she was trying to kill every feeling emerging inside of her for Brandon. He looked into her eyes, and she was lost in his green eyes.
Branden placed her down on one of the large roots. He took off his shirt and placed it on the ground. His muscles were hardly visible under the moonlight, but Allison found herself swallowing hard. He still had the same effect on her.
“When will you ever stop being such a klutz?” he mumbled in exasperation after taking a look at her wound. He tore a piece of cloth from his shirt and wrapped it around Allison’s cut. “That should stop the bleeding.”
Allison watched him quietly.
“Why are you always so nice to me?” she asked after a few moments of silence.
“Does anyone need a reason to be kind to someone?”
She paused.
