"Arrgh..."Roman groaned and remove his shirt, it was stained with blood from both the cut and stab the siren gave him earlier.
"That bastard..!" He snarled and disposed the shirt. He glanced at the mirror he had broken earlier, it had already been replaced with another one.
He walked to the mirror and stared at the wound on his shoulder. It had healed up but only remained a little scratch. But the wound on his stomach was still fresh and bleeding, it won't heal up easily. It was because he got the wound from the dagger made with scales.
Thou it was slowly closing up, thanks to his wolf gene but it was still very slow to him that he couldn't help cursing inwardly.
He slowly walked back to the bed and sat down. His eyes slowly shone with tenderness as he stared at Camilla who was still unconscious.
He already had cleaned her up immediately he stepped into the mansion and had her changed into a more comfortable clothing. The bite on her wrist's already closed up but it left a mark more like a dot-like tattoo on her wrist.
"And why the hell did you wake up, what if that bastard killed you.."Roman asked rhetorically as he tucked the little strands of her hairs behind her ears, gently enough not to wake her.
However..
"Roman.."
Camilla suddenly jerked, she was having a nightmare since Roman brought her back from the club.
"Am here... am here now, It's alright... It's alright." He whispered soothing words into her ear tenderly, and she calmed.
For some strange reasons, Roman was suddenly mad at himself because she was being dragged into the supernatural war without her consent..
No... she had already been dragged into it.
Roman knew for sure that his ducky was no longer human, not without the bite on her wrist.
He sighed as he stood up and walked to his bathroom, he tousled his hair in frustration and grumbled as he made his way inside.
About twenty minutes later....
"Click..."
The bathroom door opened and Roman walked inside the room with a towel wrapped around his waist.
He glanced at his phone, it was already 2:15AM and he sighed. He walked to his walking closet and took out a comfortable night ware. Putting it on, he walked back to the bed where Camilla laid. It is a king sized bed so no doubt, both of them can share it just like the last time.
He wanted to leave some space between them as he laid down but Elias went against it. He didn't have any choice but to lay extremely close to her just the way Elias wanted. Well..., he didn't want someone tagging him as a pervert instead of a savior. Roman thought.
However...
He smiled at the thought, that was his first meeting with Camilla and she had tagged him a pervert instead of a savior.
He laid in a position that he could face her and instantly his eyes landed on her lips. He doesn't mind staring at them all day...
She was a true beauty....
All of a sudden, his beast began urging him to mark her, but he couldn't do that at least not yet..
Soon, he was going to mark her and make her his forever so he could also feel what so ever she was feeling...
Roman moved closer to her and took her delicate tiny wrist that was bitten into his.
After fidgeting with her fingers, he glanced at the bitten area.
"As expected.." He muttered with a sigh as he stared at the dot-like tattoo on her wrist.
However...
Taking a closer look on it, his relaxed brows furrowed instantly when he realized that dot-like tattoo was actually...
"A ying yang..?"
*******
THREE DAYS LATER...
~~ INSIDE DARK NORTH COVEN FOREST ~~
Kimberly walked out of the hut, she had been inside the hut ever since she'd woken up. The old man wouldn't allow her out of the hut as she's yet to recover.
However...
Sensing that the old man was out, she used the opportunity to step out of the house. She's bored...
Kimberly gasped for air, clutching at her chest until her lungs were satisfied with
enough oxygen.
"Where the hell am I?" She asked out loud,
taking in her surroundings and noting
an eerily quiet forest.
She looked around the forest and bit her lips. She needed no soothsayer to tell her that the forest was not Darth North's coven forest. Or was it that she just doesn't know this side of the forest in Dark North? She thought.
Just what the hell happened to her..!
First, she was brought here by savior she doesn't even know..
Secondly, she woke up with a strange old man that cares deeply about her welfare..
Lastly, she still doesn't even know who the strange old man and his son is. But strangely, she feels secured, comfortable and utmost peaceful for the past three days she's been there. She feels like she'd know the old man for years, like he's been part of her.
Kimberly sighed as she sat on a wooden chair placed near the hut entrance, looking like a little sheep. She looked extraordinarily beauty even with the rags she had changed into as there's no other clothes to wear.
She looked at the phone in her hand, there was no network... As expected..
She wanted to call Camilla as they hadn't spoken to each other for close to one week. She sat there looking around like a lost puppy, pressing her phone when suddenly...
She heard an approaching footsteps around her...
Kimberly slowly turned to the direction and immediately she saw who it was.
Her eyes widened..
"You..?!"