The Witch, the hunter and the Alpha

Chapter 4 - Protector

I had chills on my back for what I was about to do, and I closed my eyes. I let my heart rest a bit, I heard him approaching close to me, and when he was in the right position, I have slowly put my hand in the little bag I had on my waist and in a blink of an eye, I blew it in his face. He dropped to the floor like a tree and start snoring. He would probably have the best sleep in his life. I almost jumped in one leg of happiness of not being caught, I also,  couldn't erase the smile on my face. I felt like a little kid who would do a naughty thing and knowing his parents would not find out. I grabbed him really fast, he was really heavy, but I managed to take him to a small dark corridor where it was a window. This one will wake up in the morning not knowing what hit him. I looked out to see any movements and started to run towards the door of the piano room when I have heard voices in the corridor. I took a sprint very fast and got there before they passed the corridor corner and see me. One of the voices I recognized as being of my cousin, Edouard. I was terrified. Not because of him, he was too weak to do something, but if he would take me to my uncle, I would have been caught, and I knew I would never see the sunlight again. I entered the piano room and went directly to the wall that I remembered from my visions. I tried not to let my heart bleed from the changes that have been made in a room so dear to my mother. All that ugly furniture. Even on that wall was an odious painting picturing my uncle hunting. I had to give the painter credit, all the darkness in my uncle's soul was posted there. But I heard steps on the corridor, they were coming really fast, and posted myself quickly in front of the wall and let myself loose. I imagined the hall where all the people were gathered, but I pictured them somewhere from a higher position. The wall opened and I stepped in. The moment the wall closed, Edouard opened the door. I turned myself and I was looking at him like in a window, except he wasn't able to see me. What a feeling! So many things I wanted to say to him from that secure position, but I held my mouth closed. He wasn't worth it. It felt like I wanted to run as fast and far I can from him but and I was about to turn around and leave when I have heard my name. 

"Clarissa. Her name is Clarissa. I told you my father found me a wife years ago! Are my cousin and I don't love her not even a bit. After we will get married I would have her powers and will kill her. Along with my father. I will take her powers like the right I will have as her husband and make give them to the love of my life." 

The other person he was with started laughing. Maybe his friend.

"Hahaha" 

" Is that even possible?" 

He asked

My cousin turned around and I was able to see his face.

" You bet. My witch wouldn't lie to me about this. She loves me and she knows ways... will be an extraction of what we will to her with immense pain. She will regret the day she had born" 

His friend seemed to know a few things about the woman who supposedly was loving my cousin. I was really disgusted to call him like that. And thinking I was feeling sorry for the life he had with my uncle. I haven't seen he was becoming a snake may be worse than my uncle.

" But you know that witch had a lot of men in her bed, promising them all they wanted it would cover her in gifts, people say she would enchant them to be her lovers.." 

His friend couldn't finish his sentence as Edouard hit him in the face so quick and hard that he fell down directly breaking his nose. He was bleeding really bad, but Edouard turned his back at him. 

"You don't talk about my Irene this way your worthless worm!" 

He said deadly. 

He turned around and I could see his face again. I covered my mouth not to scream because it was like the devil itself would watch me, so ugly and twisted was his face. I started moving backward as I knew I heard too much. At this point I couldn't care anymore about his plans because I have sworn in my head, he will never put his hand on me. I will forget we share the same blood. 

Trembling I grabbed my dress and cape and started to run with tears in my eyes and only thinking that I have nobody to protect me but myself! I need to stay strong. I know good things WILL come. I repeated this sentence in my head like it was my mantra when I realized the running got me closer to the banquet room. I stopped and the view was surreal. The ballroom was so crowded. And I was standing over them, watching them drinking, laughing, eating, and doing things with a few women that were there for their amusement, when, in my search for the people that were about to die, I saw HIM. I had no more force in my feet and I felt in my knees feeling my eyes in tears thinking that this cannot happen. Life cannot be that cruel to me! I felt the wall cold on my face while I saw his eyes scorning the walls as he felt something. MINE ! my little heart was screaming...