CHAPTER 5 - MY HALF
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I feel like s**t, but it’s not because of the flight. We’re in the car on our way to Sintra, to the Jóia Branca pack’s house. Or, at least, Alpah’s Mário house.
I can feel Kai’s intrigued look on me. I wasn’t in the mood to deal with him.
“You look like s**t…”, I heard him say. But I don’t say a word. I don’t care about him or anyone. I can only think about what happened last night. That feeling of pain, of loss, of despair. What was that? I felt it, but it wasn’t me.
I look through the car window and find the Moon Hill and the famous Pena’s Palace at his top. What a gorgeous structure. Full of color and magic. But there was something wrong. I could feel my aching heart slowing down.
What the f**k is happening to me?
“Okay, now you’re worrying me, Xander! Can you tell me what’s happening?”
“I don’t know”, I admitted. I feel covering my face but I don’t know why. “Last night… I felt like… Someone was doing something really awful to me… But I don’t know why…”
Kai was analyzing me with his piercing blue eyes wide open.
“Maybe regret…?”, he asks.
I shake my head.
“No. Nothing like that. I could feel it. It was… horrible”, I start telling him, looking away and understanding that the taxi driver could understand us. I give Kai a subtle touch in the knee and he understands my message. “I’m still feeling it. A lot of pain.”
Kai clean his throat, looking worried at the taxi driver and then at me.
“Well… some pain killers will solve that… Let’s enjoy our… vacation”.
I nod, somewhat feeling infuriated by the tax driver that insists in looking at us through the mirror.
Finally, we arrive to our destiny. It was a beautiful white mansion with a huge garden filled with roses bushes and trees. I look at Kai. He’s walking by my side, dressed with a pair of light jeans a fresh white shirt, and some sneakers. I envy him a little. If I knew that Portugal was so hot in June I would also choose some jeans and a fresh shirt, and not a heavy and dark suit.
We where about to reach the mansion door when I felt it again. A deep pain, a need to cry. I loosened my red tie, trying to get some air. More because of the pain than anything else. Kai was about to ring the doorbell when a man with a stern expression opened the door. His short hair was brown, as his eyes. He was wearing a simple red t-shirt and white shorts, and a pair of white sneakers.
“I’m Xander OldBlack, the Endless’ Night Alpha. I’m here to meet-“
“Me”, the man cuts. “Please, come in. I have your rooms prepared”, he said in a perfect English that surprised me and Kai.
We look at each other. What a beautiful house. Red mosaics on the floor, white walls, simple, but elegant, furniture. And so, but so, much space. And it was pleasantly fresh, filled with rose perfume and…
I sniff the air like a dog. Alpha Mário is looking at me with a severe expression. I can notice his energy. The man is way smaller than me; and so is his Alpha power. And he was… angry… and sad.
I hear Kai clearing his throat and realize that was a good moment to stop. But I swear, I could feel something in the air. A perfume, an amazing perfume.
“Please, follow me… I’m sure you’re tired…”, Alpha Mário says and, in that moment, a woman on her forties appeared and gave us a sad smile.
That was awkward.
“Ahm… This is Rosa, my half.”, Mário present us quickly, wrapping his arm around his wife waist.
No, thank you, I though to myself and saw Kai having the same thought. The Alpha was clearing marking his territory.
“Pleasure to meet you”, say the woman in a very weak voice.
“Please, love, can you take care of their baggage?”
“Of course. Allow me, gentlemen…”, and then I saw Rosa disappearing with our bags.
Mário led us to a small office and invited us to sit in an elegant couch. He sat in front of us, in a small chair, putting a bottle of old whiskey and three glasses in the wooden table between us. When he gave me the drink, I took it to my lips and discover it was pleasantly cold. Whiskey was my signature drink and that one… was amazing. Old and rich.
Kai, in other way, hated whiskey and was making ugly faces while barely drinking.
“It’s too strong…”
I smiled. But when I searched for Alpha’s Mário eyes, I found a disturbing expression on his face. His eyes where lost in thoughts. He was in pain. I could feel it. And for Kai’s reaction, he was feeling it too.
“Another attack?”. Kai asked.
Mário Sá nodded.
“Yes. But not what you might be thinking”.
I put my empty glass on the table.
“Why won’t you clarify, then?”
Alpha Mário hold my gaze, but then he looked down in pain.
“I’m so sorry. It’s not a good moment. Our meeting will have to wait until tomorrow…”, he apologized. “There was an attack… but to my sister. Humans…”
I look at Kai, surprised. Humans? Attacking a werewolf? Well, that must have ended badly for them.
“You need to hide some bodies…?”, I asked.
Alpha Mário started laughing. His expression filled with despise.
“My sister is no werewolf, Alpha Xander”, he says and my heart stops.
This feeling again. This sadness. This fear. Why?
“She was born with… special abilities. She’s something like a psychic…”
“What did they do to her?”, I ask in a severe tone. This sudden anger. Why?
I want to kill someone. I want to rip someone throat. I want kill more than anything else. Why so much hate? Why?
“They r***d her” he says and I feel my heart stop beating.
I get up, sniffing the air. Again, the smell! I can feel it so clearly. Alpha Mário and Kai look at me with intrigued expressions, but I don’t give two shits about them. I can feel this amazing perfume. It’s… it’s like incense. But so much better.
I’m getting close to the door. It’s on the other side. I feel my body tingling and getting warm. My wolf is desiring this smell. Then, the door opens and the worlds stops a few seconds.
In front of me appears a beautiful young woman, no more than twenty-three years old. Long curls of dark golden hair and a pair of deep green eyes. A perfect white skin. She was perfect. But her face… so much sadness. She was hurt. I could feel it. I could see it. I could smell. It was her last night! It was her!
I can smell it… her blood… her virginity.
She looks at me, extremely pale, tears falling from her eyes.
I want to hug her. So much. Then, I understand…
“My half…”
“My half…”, she says at the same time as me, before fainting in my arms.
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