I never saw that there would co a day when I would see at his weakest, but at that mont, I saw pain flash in his eyes, though it was just faint and fast. He tried masking his emotions well, but the way his hands trembled while holding my waist was proof of the unsaid agony he felt.
"It’s okay. We can talk about it so other ti," I whispered, caressing his cheek, then embraced him.
His hands pulled closer as if he could not get enough. He seed desperate. Like sothing was haunting him internally, and I was the little brim of light he was holding on to.
"He’s right. I killed... her. I killed Astrid." His voice was cracked, and he held tightly.
From what I could recall, the incident happened centuries ago. So, for a mory to haunt him until then, this could only an there was more to it. He did not kill her because he wanted to or what the rumours said.
"It’s not your fault, okay? I believe whatever happened was not your fault," I tried comforting him while softly rubbing his hair.
Alaric buried his face on her shoulder, took a deep inhalation, and then pulled away from the hug.
"Whatever the reason, I still coldbloodedly murdered her. I... dug out her heart."
I could feel his hands go cold. His mind was distorted, and he seed to be battling with sothing on his mind. Blue veins popped on his forehead and temple.
"Alaric. Hey! Look at ," I urgently called out, holding his cheeks and making him look at . That seed to work as he cald down a bit. Only his heavy breaths were left as he gasped for air.
I now understood why no one talked his past in front of him. He could easily lose control, and I had already witnessed what he could do once he was in a fit of rage.
"I’m sorry. I didn’t an..." He could not even complete his statent and looked away.
"It’s really okay. It’s also fine to let it out soti. It’s okay to be weak." I smiled at him, to assure he was jot alone anymore.
Alaric faintly smiled back, then nodded. "Don’t ever leave , okay? I don’t know what I would do if I lost you too. If soone has to die first, then let it be ."
I jokingly and lightly slapped his shoulder, feigning annoyance. "Where did death co from? I don’t want to die yet."
Alaric chuckled, which brightened up my heart. "Says the one who was asking to kill her. Do you still rember how you went crazy in the warehouse? You can be quite scary when angry."
I frowned at the flashback and then poked his chest with my index finger, saying, "Then you better not make angry, or I’ll burn down your mansion next ti."
"You almost brought it down last ti," he murmured with a chuckle, but I did not understand what he ant.
"When did I do that?"
He leaned in closer then whispered, "When you went berserk with jealousy. You shook the entire house with your roar. I almost thought a lion had toured my ho."
"Shut up! Don’t make up stories. I can’t even shift how could I be able to bring down an entire mansion. And I was not jealous, alright? I just felt hurt... and after that... I don’t rember what happened."
I explained honestly. The mory between that ti at the mansion and when I woke up in the warehouse was missing. I had tried to recollect several tis what had happened, but I never did.
"You really did shake my mansion, and so parts even cracked. Your eyes were glowing blue as well." I knew Alaric was not lying because I had experienced that before, when I had t Jaxon in that restaurant.
I explained to him the events with Jaxon, and in conclusion. "So, when I’m angry, I tend to lose control of myself and then lose control of myself?"
"I think so, too. But don’t worry about that. I’ll ask Nyx how to deal with it. It might be the side effect of your power since you could not shift. Thus, you are unable to fully contain it."
His explanation was logical, and I nodded in agreent.
"Speaking if Nyx, you shouldn’t punish. I followed her willingly. She didn’t force or kidnap ," I had to put in so good words to save my dearest friend.
"What did she say to convince you to go with her? I thought both of you would tear each other apart when Zeke inford she had taken you." I could sense mischief in his voice, and I chuckled nervously.
"Nothing much. I only told her I didn’t wish to go back to your place, and she invited to take a trip around the world with her. Who was I to refuse such a tempting offer. The first few days were awkward, but we started getting along when we realized we had the sa interest. Eating, getting drunk, handso guys... Hey! What’s with the bite?"
I rubbed the bite mark on my shoulder, glaring at him.
"How many handso guys did you et?"
I didn’t need a sixth sense for to understand his possessive mode was awakened. Huh! Possessive as ever.
"Lots of them, especially in Los Angeles. That legendary city is filled with juicy... Damn it! Stop fucking biting!"
"That’s your punishnt for looking at other n."
"But we had broken up." I unconsciously shouted, but that was the worst mistake I made.
His eyes burned blood red with sothing I couldn’t really explain. "Don’t ever say that again."
I gulped and nodded. "And you stop glaring like I’m the biggest sinner."
"That you are. Who praises another man in front of his lover?"
I replied with an ’oh’ still not getting his point. "But I only looked. I didn’t do anything else."
Alaric narrowed his eyes, as his hand travelled over to my chin. "You aren’t allowed to look either. Would be happy if I looked at another person? Hmm?"
No. Not at all. I bit my lip, unable to bring myself to say it. The thought of him staring at another woman the way he looked at was unsettling.
"I won’t look at soone else," I replied instantly. "But... can I watch the ones on TV?"
"Not them either. Your eyes can only look on , understood?"
I accepted just for the sake of peace. He wouldn’t know if I watched them on my phone, right?
"Let not catch you, because if I do..."
I slapped away his hand that was travelling over my breast then said, "Don’t you think you’ve been talking than you usually used?"
Then I tried standing up from his lap but he wouldn’t let go.
"Let hold a little longer."
Ten minutes later.
"Just a little bit more."
"My legs are already numb, Alaric."
"Lem massage them for you."
"__"
"I also haven’t punished you for running away, love. How did I forget that?"
"But..."
And the leg massage turned into a whole body massage.
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