Louisa's POV
"What the fuck did you say your name is?" Lucas looked shocked.
"You've heard me. Louisa Reeds. That's my real name," I replied.
I wasn't afraid of him anymore.
This shenanigan must end today. I thought to myself.
Lucas flipped me over, lifted my chin, and looked into my eyes.
His straight nose, chiseled jawline, and amazing dark blue eyes were stunning.
He was so close to me. I could easily tip-toe and kiss him. How I wished I could hold his face and kiss him gently, like the way I kissed Finn.
The sweetness of love and passion was rolling over and over, spreading all over my body, electrifying my heart.
I know it was impossible to get his love. But perhaps, at least, I could steal a kiss from him before he rejected and killed me.
"Do you want me to reject you now, Louisa?" He asked me.
That was the first time he called my name. All the elements in my body were turned on. My body was trembling like a sift while his hand slowly moved down my bosoms and got between my thighs.
"No..." I gasped and moaned.
"No, you don't want me to reject you? Or no you don't want me to fuck you?" His long and slender fingers stroked the tenderest part of my body. I wanted to close my legs, but they were locked in a spread position by his legs. I became dripping wet underneath my pants and I knew he could feel it through the clothes.
I bit my lips and turned my head away with shame, but he turned my head towards him.
"Say it, Louisa. What do you want me to do?" Lucas said in a deep voice. His fingers were so adept at locating the most sensitive part of a woman's body.
"I want you... to kiss me..." I groaned and closed my eyes.
Before I could finish my sentence, my lips were already sealed by his mouth.
Long-awaited, wet, hot. My eyes remained closed all the time. I tiptoed, so I could feel his nose against mine and his breathing. The gentle north wind felt sultry. His brawny torso was pressing closely against my chest. It was like a lucid dream.
I didn't know how long we kissed on that day. I felt that the whole world stopped turning for that magical moment in my life.
When he eventually decided to let go of me, I was still immersed in his kiss.
I opened my eyes and saw him looking at me playfully.
Feeling a bit embarrassed, I wanted to turn my head away from him, but his glare was burning.
I had nowhere to hide.
"Are you going to reject me now?" I whispered.
His hands started to move up and rub my breasts. I had nowhere to hide.
Then, he pulled out the comb knife from my pocket and said, "You want me to reject you, so you can stab me with this fucking knife and run away with your fucking little vampire boyfriend? And that fucking warlock? Is that your plan?" He pointed to the other side of the woods.
A blast of mist showed up next to me and Will emerged from it and fell to the ground like a bag sack.
Some soldiers followed him and pressed him to the ground.
"I'm sorry, Lisa. I'm so sorry..." Will said, "I found Darren but I couldn't stop him... He hurt himself... It's too late... I couldn't..."
I struggled and Lucas let go of me.
I pushed those soldiers away and kneeled next to Will. He looked so pale and exhausted. He was too busy looking for Darren that he didn't consume anything. I shouldn't have got him involved in this whole thing.
I looked up at Lucas and said, "He's dying of hunger and exhaustion... Help him! Please! He needs some animal blood..."
Lucas looked at me for a while and eventually waved his hand. Some soldiers brought a tied-up river deer and pushed it towards Will.
Will's eyes turned red and took a bite on the deer's neck. The smell of blood pervaded the air.
I held Will in my arms and looked up at Lucas. He was looking at Will in disgust.
Then, I saw Lucian approaching with some more soldiers. As soon as he saw me, he frowned.
"I thought that we agreed on the maintenance of your new suit." He said in a detached voice.
I looked down and saw that the hunting suit was soiled by blood and dirt.
My friend was dying. I was in pain. And the only thing on his mind was my white suit getting dirty.
"Where's Darren? What have you done to him?!" I got vexed and asked.
Lucas curled up his lips in disdain, "I told him that if he could survive today's hunting, he would be set free. But he tried to cheat. I can't help him if he doesn't play by our rules."
"Where is he now?!" I shouted.
"You can't see him," Lucian said.
My heart was throbbing. What happened to Darren?
"Did you kill him?! I want to see him! Let me see him!" I roared and jumped at Lucas, but I was stopped by Lucian.
"Nobody has been killed yet. But if you keep making a scene like this, I don't know what's going to happen." He warned me.
I didn't want to listen to him and struggled violently, "Let go of me! I want to see Darren!"
"He doesn't want to see you. Stay put." Lucian said in a cold voice.
"Let go of her!" Will tried to stand up, but he was pushed down by the soldiers again.
His emerald-colored eyes fixated on me, blood was dripping down from the side of his mouth.
I knew he was too weak to transform.
"Stop doing this! Leave him alone!" I broke away from Lucian's grip and held Will up in my arms.
Lucas couldn't put up with me anymore. He walked up to me and slapped me across my cheek. Then, he pulled up my hair and said, "Shut up, you fucking slut! Before I peel off your skin as well. Ever since you fucking got into my life, my life is ruined. Now I can't even enjoy a fucking hunting trip because of you. Fuck. Do you want to see that fucking warlock? I'll take you to see him."