Chapter 4 Liar, Monster, Heat

POV: Seraphina Vale

"What do you mean I'm a werewolf? An Omega? In heat?" I said all at once in disbelief. I sat up like I'd been burned by the sheets of the bed.

Lucien stood there calmly, like he had just told me the sky was blue. He leaned against the counter, arms crossed, adjusting his hair backwards.

"You heard me," he said. "For some reason, you're changing. Your body's reacting. That craving you're feeling? That's your first heat."

I blinked fast. "No. No no no. This is stupid. I can't believe I'm here listening to a wolf trying to make me believe I am one of his kind."

"Oh really? You still think I am talking trash after I showed you myself as proof that werewolves exist." He muttered, annoyed.

"Many would die to see me in my true form...yet you saw it freely...casually and you don't care."

I tried to soft-pedal to avoid aggravating him to decide to kill me. "I just mean...it's fine if you're a werewolf...you're a handsome and attractive wolf at that... but me? Nope! I am 100% human...and I am totally sure of it."

"You passed out twice. You're sweating profusely. Your heart is racing and you can't sit still...oh and I guess your thighs...inbetween your legs...they are aching." He lifted a brow. "You're an Omega, and right now, your body wants to mate."

My face flushed hot. I held my face with my two hands trying to cover my cheeks up. To me, I was just a lady who was looking at the most handsome man in the world, upclose. I mean who wouldn't blush or maybe....

I got annoyed with myself and tried to get up, but my legs wobbled. I stumbled toward the door, but stopped midway, holding the edge of a table. My thighs were really aching and trembled.

"I'm not... I'm not one of you," I whispered. "I'm human. I have always been human."

Lucien walked closer, slowly taking his time to observe me more. Then he asked. "What's your name?"

"You don't need to know." I snapped.

He chuckled in disbelief. "I could kill you here....right now...if..."

"Seraphina! My name's Seraphina." I cut him off.

"Are you sure? You know who I am and the kind of influence I have...if you lie to me...I'll make sure you die mercilessly in my hands." He threatened, sliding a hand down my face.

"I'm sure...I'm sure...my name is Seraphina Vale....I swear!"

He smiled and said softly this time."I can help you...Seraphina."

I looked at him, eyes wide. "Help me?"

He smirked. "Relieve the pressure... Soothe the ache...relieve you of your cravings...I don't mind. Plus... you're hot."

I shot him a death glare. "You think I want you to...? Oh my God! You're disgusting!"

He chuckled, then came closer to my face, amused. "You say that, but your scent's already reacting to mine. You're practically pulling me in."

"Shut up!" I shoved him hard. He didn't even flinch. I hit his chest again and again, but he just grabbed my wrists and held them gently, lowering them down.

"You don't understand what's happening. But your body does."

"I don't care," I snapped. "I'm not one of you. I'm not some animal. I'm not a monster."

His smile faded. "We're not monsters, Seraphina. We're an evolved breed of wolves that can shift from wolf to human, vice-versa. Big difference."

"No," I said, trembling. "You all should be extinct. All of you. You kill people. You hide like cowards. You eat humans..."

"Rogues do," he cut in sharply. "Not all of us. Don't confuse what you saw with what I am."

I backed away, pressing my body into the wall, feeling heat flood through me. It was unbearable. My skin was on fire. My thighs ached the more and my heart beat was so fast I thought it might burst.

Lucien moved to the drawer behind the bar and pulled out a silver pill bottle. He tossed it gently onto the couch.

"Suppressants," he said. "They'll calm the heat....makes it easier...for both of us."

I looked at the bottle like it might bite me. "I don't want anything from you."

"Fine! Then suffer."

He turned, hands on his hips, now pacing.

"Do you think it's easy for me?" he snapped. "You think I'm not fighting instincts? You think I don't smell you from across the room and want to tear everything apart to get to you?"

I froze. 'Tearing every part of me?' That wasn't what I wanted...I wasn't ready for heaven yet. He looked serious while saying it so I knew he wasn't joking.

"You're not just some girl, Seraphina," he said, voice lower now. "You're dangerous...to me...to everyone. You're like a pup...a ticking bomb, and you don't even know it."

Tears pricked my eyes again cause all this wasn't making sense. At that point,

I couldn't breathe. I quickly rushed to the couch and grabbed the pill bottle with shaking hands and downed two without water.

He walked to the door, opening it without looking back. "You need to leave."

I looked up at him, confused. "What?"

"Go," he said, still facing away. "Before I stop being a gentleman."

Immediately I heard that statement, I bolted out as fast as I could. I ran through the hall barefoot. My heels were gone and my heart felt like it was breaking my ribs.

I didn't stop until I hit the street, the cold air slapping my face and body.

And even then... I still burned. But one thing I was sure of now; the fact that werewolves existed and they were the cause of 80% murder crimes around. I had to do something about it...kill them all to save humanity.