ALPHA SIN

SIN

“Hey.”

I grimaced as a blonde whispered into my ear.

She wrapped her arms around me and pushed her breasts to my back.

My eyes strayed to Laurent, and I shook my head.

He shrugged and mouthed, “I didn’t call her.”

“I thought you were lonely, and I wanted to keep you company.” She murmured into my ears.

I didn’t know why. Her voice made my skin crawl and made me feel like throwing up.

I wanted to shove her hands off of me, but I didn’t want to be rough.

Also, she reminded me of Emma. I guess it was the way she spoke and the silly scent of her that got on my nerves.

“How about we play a game?”

“Sorry, darling.” I said, “I’d prefer to be alone.”

“Don’t be a spoilsport.” She said, “I came here willing, and letting my friends mock me would be awful. Do you want that?”

“I want to be alone.” The words were on the tip of my tongue, but I bit on it.

I doubted she’d let me go, even if I told her.

She seemed like a clinging type. The one who never relented and wanted what they couldn’t get.

Just like the witch, Emma.

“Great!” she squealed as I agreed with her.

She dragged a vacant stool and sat close to me.

“What would you like to order?”

She was beautiful. I noticed as I assessed her. Her skin was flawless and aside from her scent, I could see myself relating to her. At least she wasn’t Emma.

As she turned to me fully, my eyes bored into hers and I clutched the cup with me tighter.

Turquoise green eyes.

Artemisia.

I didn’t know how, but I felt as though I was staring at Artemisia in the blonde’s eyes.

Maybe I had too many to drink, but then it was only a glass of whiskey, and it wasn’t even my best drink.

I set the glass down on the counter and kneaded my temple.

“I’m hallucinating,” I mumbled, shaking my head over again.

“Is anything the matter? Should I get you water?” She asked.

As I stared at her again. It even got worse.

I didn’t know how, but Artemisia was standing in front of me, her face filled with worries.Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

I gripped her hand and tugged her into me. “It’s fine, darling.”

“Okay, I thought something happened.” She said.

As I continued to assess her, my eyes zeroed on her lips.

She painted it red and Artemisia barely added anything to her lips, except for lip gloss. She was that modest, yet alluring.

I leaned into her. “I’d like to taste those lips.”

“Don’t you think it is a bit too early?” She giggled as my hand wound around her waist.

“Let’s go somewhere private. I don’t want anyone seeing what I want to do with you.”

She nodded, and I turned to Laurent. I did a salute, and he waved me off.

“Do not impregnate her!” He yelled. “I wouldn’t be responsible for your actions.”

I ignored him and walked to the corner of the room, far away from the rest. I was sure only I and the girl whose name I don’t even know were present.

“This place looks perfect.” She beamed and stepped to my side.

She cupped my face, taking the lead as I kept watching her.

The kiss was slow and brief, as she removed her mouth almost immediately. But I tugged her back and deepened it.

She moaned as my hands moved all over her body.

She clutched two buttons on the shirt I donned and undid it, but I pulled her hand away.

I wanted to make out with her and not fuck her.

I knew she had that in mind, but I had something else in mind as well.

I let her sit on my lap, straddling me and I cupped her breast, before going to her neck to suck on the soft flesh there.

Her scent… I groaned.

Aside from the silly perfume she used, which made me remember the person who placed me in this misery, her scent was intoxicating, and I wanted more of her.

I wanted to feel, but not only that; I desired to taste her.

It wasn’t long into the make out, my fang pierced out. As much as I tried to control myself, I couldn’t.

I closed my hands on her mouth to stop her from screaming and sank my teeth into her neck.

It was a satisfying bite, and I grinned the moment she stopped writhing.

I wiped the blood from my chin and laid her on the couch.

Then, I continued my drink whilst waiting for the next prey

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ARTEMISIA POV

“I am sorry, Chase. We can’t be together.” I said again. I don’t know if he heard me the first time, but he seemed to know, and he tilted his head.

“Then what are you going to do, Artemisia? Leave as everyone does?”

I groaned, shaking my head. I didn’t know all that he had gone through, but he seemed hurt by past pain.

And I didn’t want to be in the middle. It was wrong of me to stay this long and let him feel something for me.

But, I doubted the feelings were real. Just like how I felt momentarily as well.

It was not real.

My heart still belonged to Sin, and so did my body.

“I am rejecting your advance, Chase.”

He winced and clutched his chest. “That kinda hurts. But if they did not mate you, would you have accepted to be with me?”

“Only if what you feel for me is true. It would be wrong for me to stay if it was a false feeling. I mean, your heart might belong to another, and maybe she hurts you. You are trying to find solace elsewhere, just like I am doing.”

Chase nodded. “I understand. But I hope you can change your mind.”

“I wish as well,” I said.

I stood to my feet and stepped toward him. I wrapped my arms around him and stayed in his embrace for a while.

“You’ll definitely see someone that makes your heart beat faster. I mean, whatever signs werewolves feel when they are with their mate.”

“I hope the moon goddess pities me as well and gives me someone soon.”

I giggled and let him pat my head for a while before walking out of the room.