something stronger
1078 Words
Nyra's pov.
Mikel was turning pale, slowly losing the breath in his lungs, but no one was doing anything to stop Kael. It was like they were afraid of him, but I couldn't think about that at that moment.
I was too stunned to move, but when I saw Ronan and Dante rushing towards us, I had a little hope. My eyes flicked to them, panting and expecting them to stop their brother, but they barely got close to him.
“Kael.. drop him.” Ronan's voice was stern, dripping with authority, but not enough to pull Kael out of whatever was going on with him.
Kael's deep growl came, weakening everyone around him. His eyes had turned a deeper shade of red, his human side completely lost. He was only determined to kill the man in his hands.
“Kael! Listen to us, snap out of it!” Dante cried out.
Everything around me slowly faded, my heart clenching at the thought of someone dying in front of me. I could barely breathe, with Kael's deep growls being the only thing I could hear.
I took a deep breath, closed my eyes and gripped my dress.
“Kael..” I called, his name barely leaving my lips as a whisper. “Please, don't do it.”
Then it came… silence, followed by a loud thud. And when I opened my eyes, Mikel was on the floor, half dead and coughing blood. Kael stood over him, his chest rising and falling unevenly, and then his eyes darted over to me.
Something dark lurked in his now normal eyes, mixed with confusion, and it caused my stomach to twist. I wondered what it meant, and how I was able to snap him out of whatever state he was in. I was dragged out of my thoughts when the hockey coach suddenly arrived with some medics and security.
I looked over at Ronan and Dante, their eyes were also locked on me, but they quickly looked away when their coach started yelling at Kael.
“What the f**k is wrong with you!? Didn't I tell you to control this!? Huh?” The old man raged, fingers digging into the board in his palm.
Control what?
“Coach, I..” Kael, a lot calmer now, tried to explain, only to be cut off by his coach.
“I don't wanna hear nothing!” He fired, watching Mikel's limp body being carried off by the medics. “You're benched for today's game! Get out of my face, all of you!”
The triplets took one final glance at me before walking back towards the ice. My eyes followed them for a while, before I returned my attention to Julie who had been watching the whole thing from the floor.
“Julie! Are you okay!?” I rushed towards her, helping her to her feet. She took my hand and got up, rubbing her back painfully.
“That Mikel guy really pushed me, I'm so sore!” She groaned. “But girl.. Did the Thornevale brothers just defend you?” Her eyes widened out of curiosity, and I took in my lips, my heart sinking.
That was when I noticed all the eyes on me. No one seemed to be watching the game that had just begun, they were staring at me, whispering and pointing. My body erupted in goosebumps, and I rubbed my shoulders in fear, hoping to sink into the floor.
“I should leave.” I said, unable to stand what was happening. I whipped around and sauntered towards the exit before Julie could stop me. Even though I heard her calling my name, I refused to stop. I made my way back to the mansion where no one could see me and I felt safe… well, until those three returned.
I fell on my bed the second I stepped into my room, so many thoughts whirling around in my head. The way Kael almost killed Mikel, the way he listened to my voice and stopped. What did all that mean?
“Argh!” I screamed when the voices in my head refused to quiet down. I was going to lose my mind if I continued to think about it, so I got up and decided to do some chores.
Walking around, cleaning and cooking should get my mind off what happened at the rink. Gosh! I should have listened to my gut and stayed away from there, maybe none of this would have happened.
I was two hours into my deep cleaning episode when I heard the front door slam, shaking the walls violently. A gasp tore from my chest as my fingers tightened around the rag I had in my palm.
Slowly, I walked out of the kitchen to see who it was, only to find Ronan marching towards me with an aura so powerful that it almost crushed me. I could feel his anger when he stood before me, towering above me.
His face had contorted into something darker and merciless, his eyes colder than they had ever been. I swallowed the large lump that had formed in my throat, my knees suddenly too weak to hold me up properly.
“I have tried for so long to keep Kael's wolf contained, but what did you do? You had to play damsel in distress, forcing him to come to your rescue!”
My face paled, something hard swelling in my throat again. “I… I didn't force him.”
“Don't act so f*****g naive! You know very well that the bond will force him to protect you, it'll force all three of us to protect you! But the least you could f*****g do was try and defend yourself instead of acting so weak!”
Tears blurred my vision, threatening to trickle down my face. I was barely able to look at him, his words slashing my heart into a million pieces. I hated how much it affected me, I hated how much I cared that he was scolding me.
“Acting weak? What could I possibly have done?” I sniffed. “Mikel is an Alpha, how was I supposed to defend myself from him?”
He scoffed, taking one step closer. Close enough to make me feel things crawl up my spine, close enough to tear down the walls I had upheld for so long.
“He’s an Alpha? You are something much stronger.”
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