The Virgin and Her Half Blood Alpha

Chapter 5

Astrea POV

Shipwrecked. Trainwrecked.

I am all the wreckage in the world combined.

The vision of Kayden vanishing and slipping out of my grasp played like a wave of destruction, screeching in my mind, unstopped whilst I sat useless.

The tremor in my hands had reduced but not gone... just reduced.

Scooting after a momentary shock, I touched around and picked up the phone Alex had given me before.

"She's going to kill me," I mumbled, staring across the scattered pieces.

Alex's motorbike was unrecognizable after a so-called paranormal thing hit me mid-road, and dragged me down to God knows where I was in the forest, down into the bushes until I snapped and... "What happened, exactly?"

A warm liquid soaked my forehead, and I didn't need to check to see what it was.

The thumping against my skull said enough.

The surroundings were dark, dimly lit by the moonlight, and the flickering streetlight. Sudden goosebumps prickled my skin, the cold billowing wind didn't help one bit to dry off the rising sweat.

Cold sweats.

The creep closed up, hitting me with shivers like cold from the artic, and my feet... no, my entire body was frozen to the ground.

Letting out a haggard breath, I wanted to turn, to fight this abnormality, but fear controlled me. My heart yelled to run, to escape this clawing clutch... but fear won.

It won by sending more heavy and rapid tremors than before.

"Grrr... grrr... grrr..." The growling stopped my breath.

Cold streaks caressed the back of my neck, and I swore, the clattering of my teeth thumped against my eardrum fought against the vibrating growls.

"Grrr..."

It stopped.

"Haaa... Haaaa... Haaaa..." And replaced by a sound so different. More humane.

The heavy breathing seemed to sniff me, sucking my scent, and "Hik!" I yelped when a burning and static-like touch grazed my skin.

Trying to maintain distance, I crouched away slowly, increasing the gap, but it caught me and leaned towards my back, locking me between it and the ground.

Hands like feet came around mine and its body crouching above like I was a tiny dog with a bigger one on my back.

Wait.

No.

This position is like... My thoughts were halted when a hot and solid thing pressed against my crotch, lazying up and down, leaving statics lingering on the touched spot.

Up and down, it danced with heavy breathing, moaning into my ears.

T-This thing... Is it mating with m-me?

Before I could lurch and escape, it dropped its weight onto my back and my head dropped onto the ground, receiving more, more, ferocious impact on my back and between my crotch.

This is... wrong, but so good.

So... good.

A sudden flicker of light from the phone in my hand snapped my thoughts apart, bringing me back to my goal, to my destination, to Kayden.

"Wake... up," I groaned and kicked myself up. "Up!!!"

Astrea Reed! Run! Run! Run! Now!!!

To my front, towards the streetlight. Yes! That's it. Go! Go! Go!!!

I told myself and kicked the ground, sprinting to leave it behind, and ran towards the light. I keep running, climbing and putting a deaf ear to the frustrated howling and screeching behind.

It thumped against the earth. Chasing like a mad dog.

Where I stepped, the ground quaked, not from my escape, but from its chase.

Faster. Faster. Damn it, faster!

I forced myself to make the run, losing the feel in my legs, and climbed the blocking slop ahead, looking more like a slanted hill with no grass and protruding roots, bare with muddy soil and rubble.

Burying my feet into the soil, I climbed and climbed.

Ignoring the gruesome cries, I plucked a stone and God knows how unlucky I was when it slipped out of the soil and dropped me to the ground onto...

The abnormality.

It caught me.

Its heavy breathing blew against my face. Hot and cold were mixed like a storm howling on the surface of the deadly sea.

Surprise led me to stare and run my eyes over the smothered dark surface as light glowed behind its features, blocking the draw of its face which I was thankful that I might have fainted seeing what was under the light.

'Scare,'

Yes, that was the singular word I could mutter to describe it.

I huffed a rapid breath, suddenly conscious of the features holding me at bay, away from the ground. Hands. It was a hand that was embracing now as if it wasn't one before.

No fur.

No claws.

No scales or any strange beastly or monster-like features.

A pair of sturdy hands shrouded by human-like skin and warmth that was slightly beyond a human's normal temperature, but... it probably got a fever.

Yes. That's it.

I tried to calm myself.

I tried.

Or so I thought until the eyes that spoke so little gleamed, and my heart skipped a beat.

Without so much of a warning, it leaped over the hill slop, stepping away from the pass and gently placing me down in a clearing illuminated under the full moon.

"T-Thank... you?"

Confused, I swallowed the words and lifted my head to find it leaning over and...

An oddity of sweetness ravaged the inside of my mouth, tasting delicately every inch and leading me to swallow the slobbery liquid dripping itself down my throat.

My head was mushy... my back laid bare on the ground, and my hands were led above, locked in a strong hold by the saving hands.

On my bottom, a solid knee forcefully went up and parted my clamping thighs, hitting my thumping core and a static shot up my spine, pleasantly enjoying the force erupting beneath.

More. More...

Moans I never knew I had, escaped sinfully, and when the evil mouth parted, I rasped for air, but I pulled it in, reaching for the slender neck and raised my head towards it instead.

Crazy.

I am going crazy.

F**k!!!

...

"How are you feeling?" Alex asked. Her brows knitted with concern.

Letting out a deep breath - as if that would somehow bring Kayden back and erase the scene or rather the rewind time, I averted my gaze towards the window.

"I have thousands of questions about what happened, but knowing you, and this," Her hand waved to the entire room, pointing to the beeping screen and needle in my hand.

The device beeped normally, but the doctor's file in her hand didn't.

Not to mention, the bandages wrapped around my head - stink of blood and some of those medication hospitals use on patients.

"You owe me a few explanations," Alex sat at the edge of my bed, and the frowns deepened. She raised three fingers, and I sighed at the answers I was unsure of.

"One. What were you doing there? An accident is unacceptable. No sign of collision or such was seen in the area."

Dropping one finger.

"Two. What did you do with all the tranquilizers? Wild beasts in Wales?" Her upturned gaze searched for answers on my face, and she proceeded, leaving one finger upheld.

"Last one. The least important, but I wanted to know," I gulped, probably knowing what it was about.

"Where's my motorbike?"

I am doomed.

Beyond doom, and all this foolish shipwreck of me could answer was, "Sorry."

Alex's eyes winched, and her lips parted for a scolding that, I bet, they would bleed my ears. God save me.

And God did.

Alex's phone rang, and she immediately took the call, which led her focus away.

I wanted to pry, hoping it was news about Kayden, or a hint about him, anything. Just anything that will lead me to him. A speck of dust will give me hope, hope that my son is alive and well.

Alex dropped her phone.

"Alex?"

I asked, sensing the shift in her demeanor.

"Where is he? Where's my son?" I nearly fell from the bed, crawling towards Alex as she caught me and caressed my cheeks with eyes softer than before.

"It's Kayden, right? The call? It's about Kayden, right? Alex, please. Tell me. Where's Kayden? Where's my son?!"

Alex's lips trembled, and she buried her head into my neck, breathing so inconsistently hard that it made me crazy. Burning mad and crazy.

"A-lex?"

I could hear the dull echoes of Alex's lips as she muttered word by word, whispering them into my ears, drowning out all sound around us, and so did my resistance to believe her.

"He is gone. Kayden is gone."