Hellbound Heart

Sebastian just stared at her in dumb silence as she dropped her gaze fearfully and leaned her forehead against the wolf in her arms. It was like she was trying to curl herself around the wolf – as though in search for some security. He watched her shoulders as they trembled a little for a short while. Her fiery hair cascading over the pure white fur of the wolf, and the way she held onto him was like it had become her very own emotional support… Sebastian slowly pulled away. He moved unhurriedly in order to not startle her as he could sense her fragile condition at this moment.

That look in her eyes a while ago did something strange to him inside. Something inexplicable. He did not expect that. Never. He knew she would definitely get angry at him. He had anticipated that she would come at him the moment she saw him and demand an explanation of why he had kept her confined in her room.

Whatever she will ask him, Sebastian had initially planned on not telling her the truth. Not just yet. She was not ready to know anything about what was going yet. He was prepared to ignore her anger and sulking. Because to him, there was nothing more important at this moment than her safety. He needed her to remain hidden and out of anyone's reach, out of any possible dangers. At least for now, until he was able to eliminate whatever dangers that could possibly befall her. Until he solved this mystery he had been working on. That was all that mattered to him for now.

But after her earlier sentence… f**k him! He had not been prepared to see that flash of something like hate and despair in her eyes. And that strange smile she had given him as she told him that he sounded like those weak and disgusting men. He could not quite explain this foreign emotion she had made him felt. This was worse than the jealousy and rage she had evoked from him when he had seen her dancing with Elijah. It was far worse. And he honestly did not know what to do about it.

He thought that he could easily tolerate and ignore whatever she threw at him. Because like always, he believed that he would remain unfazed. Unless of course if she seduces him. He was only not confident in that one matter. But to think that it was not just actually his lust and desire for her that would faze him to this extent… what the fucking hell…!! He did not want this woman to come to hate him. He did not want her to think that he was anything like those assholes. He never wanted to see that strange and blank smile ever again.

Something in him was asking him what he was even doing. Letting a woman affect him to this point. A part of him refused to back down, believing that she should be thankful he was doing all these things for her, to keep her safe. Part of him could not accept that she had thrown him a look of hatred instead. Part of him hated the growing strength of this woman's hold on his emotions. Part of him hated that she had awakened all these unwanted foreign emotions in him.

"Fine… tell me… what do you want?" he asked. His face was stony and his voice neutral. Emotionless. "You want to get out here? Fine… Izabelle. I'll give you what you want. No, you just do whatever you want." He had suddenly changed his approach and pulled back all his anger and frustration. That sudden change in his attitude to her sent Elle reeling in shock. It was just too sudden of a change that she had no time to adjust to it. Before she could formulate a response to his words, he had spun around and faced away from her.

And he strode towards the door.

Elle immediately lifted her head to look at him. When she saw him already storming out the door, she sprung up from the bed. "Wait…" she called out to his retreating back, but her voice was drowned by the sound of the door when he had shut it closed.

Before she knew it, she was chasing after him. But he was already nowhere to be seen once she was out of the door.

Rion and Raven looked at her. Their expressions were troubled.

"Where… where did he go?" Elle asked the two who were guarding the door.

Blinking, Rion quietly pointed at the direction that Sebastian had gone in. And without another word, Elle ran to chase after him. Neither of the men had tried to stop her from running off.

When she reached the grand staircase, she creased her brows in panic as she could not even catch a shadow of him. How could he have disappeared so fast?

Quickly, Elle rushed down the stairs and then out the main door. She was already panting hard once she reached and looked around the vast courtyard. She saw a car parked to the side and unhesitatingly ran towards it.

To her dismay, the car was empty. She looked around again but there was nothing else in the vicinity. There was no one to be seen.

Feeling the cold wind blowing against her skin, Elle shivered as she lifted her hands and rubbed her arms that were covered in goosebumps.

Soon, she looked up at the starry sky and smiled sadly. What was she even doing? Why was she chasing after him?

'How could you mindlessly chase after him like this? He might see this as you starting to fall for him or something, you know?' her mind told her. And she squatted down to the ground right where she was, burying her face into her cupped palms. Lord… what kind of situation had she ended up finding herself into now?

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A/N: Goal this month of September

Top 1 in GT ranking = mass release