CHAPTER TWO
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ODETTE’s POV.
I groan softly, forcing my eyes open. Thank the moon goddess I am not in the hospital, I would have had nausea from the smell of the hospital but this doesn’t mean I know where I am.
I slowly pull my body to a sitting position, the frown on my face deepening.
Suddenly, the door opens up and he saunters in… my gaze remains on him for a moment before I avert my gaze, I shouldn’t be staring at a stranger the way I am looking at him. Believe me, it’s not his face that made me look, it’s the fact that he walked into the room with a dog… a f*****g dog, my wolf is allergic to dogs.
“Excuse me” I can no longer take it, “I don’t know who you are but I am actually allergic to dogs” I tell him.
“Oh shoot!!” He comes to a halt, “the first time coming across a white wolf who is allergic to dogs”
“What?”
How did he know I am a wolf? Unless he is one on his own but I can not feel anything from him which makes everything more weird.
“Billy” i watch him turn to the dog, “go on outside and wait for me”
The dog calmly walks out of the room before he turns his attention back to me.
“You are the first to tell me you are allergic to dogs”
“How did you know who I am?”
“It’s hard not to know” he replies, “seeing the neck piece on you and I could feel its energy too just before my car crashed into yours. You know, white wolves are very unique”
Aside from everything he is saying, my ears only hear one thing.
“You were the one who crashed into my car?”
“Technically I was saving you from that truck, you came out of nowhere and my instincts kicked in to save you. Not to worry, your car is safe and you are safe too”
I can’t help but scoff, is he kidding me right now? How can he talk so much for someone who just met me.
“Who exactly are you and how come I am here”
“You clearly are not daft, are you? You are here because I saved you, you are in my house. And as for who I am, it’s not that hard to find out. You have been out for some hours now”
“Oh Selene” I mutter under my breath trying to push my body to a sitting position.
His gaze continues to linger on me, an amused smirk on his lips.
“
Thank you so much for saving me but I need to go now, I shouldn’t stay out for too long”
“Okay, you can go after you take the concoction I have made for you. It will help stabilize your wolf”
“What….
He drops the cup he is holding on the bedside table,
“There is also a change of clothes in the closet, I will be waiting in the living room”
Flashing me another smirk, he turns on his heel and walks off.
Surprise is etched on my face, what the hell just happened? His goofiness reminds me of someone… dad.
“Not now, Odette” I tell myself before picking up the cup. The smell of the concoction hit me and I groan softly. I know this, the pack healer sometimes makes it for me after training so much at the pack house, even aunt Izzy also makes it for me at times. She also spent most of her days at the pack house so we bonded quite naturally.
The phone on the table starts to buzz and dad’s name pops up, trust him to be worried about me all the time.
“Hello”
“Princess” his voice filters through, “oh goodness, where are you? We have been calling you”
“I just got into a little accident dad but I am fine”
“Accident? Where are you? Send me your location and I will come to pick you up”
“Dad! I am fine, I will be home soon”
I end the call immediately and down the entire content of the cup while twitching my nose.
I don’t bother to change my clothes since mine isn’t ruined.
Making my way downstairs, I discover the house is extremely quiet but clean. I can’t help but notice the glass walls almost everywhere and it is facing the sea. It's actually a nice house.
I avert my gaze and I see him seated near the fire, his attention on the paper he is reading.
He looks beautiful, very beautiful because handsome wouldn’t do any justice to his beauty. I guess dad has someone to contend with for being handsome. His perfectly cut out face, his chiseled jaw, his hair which he pulls back in a messy bun.
“If you don’t want to go home, you can keep staring” his voice jolts me out of my thoughts and I hasten down the stairs, the image of Zach clouding my head again. How can I be thinking of how handsome another man looks on the anniversary of his death?
“I am ready to leave” I tell him and raise his head from the paper he is reading.
“You didn’t change your clothes?”
“I don’t need to”
He sighs and stands up, almost 6 ft 1. He has his intimidating presence, one that I have seen only in my brothers and my father.
“Okay, I will drop you off”
“You do not need to, I can drive on my own”
“Stop being so stubborn, Odette” he calls out my name and a look of surprise flashes through my face.
“How did you know my name?”
“You wear it like a crown on your head” he replies, his gaze averting to my neck and I remember the tattoo I had gotten a few years ago.
“Okay, but I really have to leave now. It’s already very late and thank you for helping me out today”
“Sure” he stretches out his hand and I pick up my car keys, our palms graze against each other and the hair at the back of my head stands on edge, why didn’t I notice earlier.
“I can see you are also a wolf”
“Not just any kind of wolf” his deep and husky voice resonates in the room.
“Okay, good for you. I gotta go now and yes, thank you again”
After that, I turn around and walk towards the door. He doesn’t follow me but I know his gaze is still on me.
As soon as I get to the door, I halt and turn to him.
“At least you should tell me your name, you saved me today.
“Malachi Brontë” he says after a while, “your google should do a good job telling you about me”
“Thanks”
I finally disappear out of the house.
Truthfully my car is parked just a few feet from the porch and In no time, I zoom off the huge premises. Beats me that this is the only house in this area, so I guess it’s a personal property.
I push the thoughts of him to the back of my head, allowing Zach’s memory to come to life again. I should have spent the entire day basking in his memory and I had to let myself get into that stupid accident.
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The moment I come to a halt, I see dad and Jayden seated on the porch, obviously they are both waiting for me. I actually hate when they do this, I am big enough to take care of myself. I am a f*****g white wolf, the strongest one at that, is mum’s powers a joke to them.
“Princess” dad pulls me into his embrace.
“We were worried about you, D” Jayden says, worry clearly etched on his face.
“And I said I am fine” I say, pulling away from dad, “it will take more than a simple accident to kill a wolf of my kind, you both need to chill”
“I am getting you a driver” dad retorts.
“Try that and watch me tear him into a million pieces” I roll my eyes, “I am perfectly fine dad, can’t you see? A Good Samaritan actually helped me, I am fine and I am f*****g twenty five, I can take care of myself. I do not spend days at the pack house doing nothing”
“I don’t care how strong you are, you will always be daddy’s little baby”
“I really need to get some rest now dad” I tell him, “can we maybe talk about this tomorrow?”
“Have you had dinner?” Jayden asks, he always behaves like dad.
“Hmm, someone made me that bitter concoction and I am full from the smell. Goodnight”
I kiss their cheeks before making it into the house, mum is in the living room and I slip away before she can even call me back.
As soon as I enter my room, I slam my door shut before plopping down on the bed.
My mind drifts off to Zach again and a sigh leaves my lips.
“I really wish you were here” I mumble to myself, three years still feel like yesterday.
I remember how he holds me in his arms and the memories we both shared, the love, the laughter.
A tear sip out of my eyes and I sniff back.
“You must be laughing at me right now” I direct my question to the moon goddess, “but you shouldn’t have done that”
“Malachi Brontë” his name just slips out of my mouth and my brows furrow together, how the hell did that even slip into my memory.
“Your Google should do a good job telling you about me” his words slip into my head again.
I immediately pull out my phone and type in his name.
I can’t lie, I am genuinely impressed with what I see. He owns Echo, the biggest entertainment company in the whole of America. That man was literally the king of the entertainment industry.
Well, that explains his dominating presence and entire demeanor but I have no justification for his goofiness though.
“Okay” I fling the phone across the bed as I pull myself up, that’s it. He saved me and I am thankful to him but right now, I do not want to corrode the thoughts of Zach with anyone else and I am going to make sure of that.
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