Chapter 3: One night with Mr. Stranger

"I think I lost them," I thought, trying to catch my breath.

"You really are so useless in everything you do, you know?" Amorel whispered behind my ears while I jerked in fear. She startled me!

My gaze locked with her and I could feel how much I hated her. She had always made me look miserable.

Both my happiness and Alex, she took them both but who was I to speak about her? I was the popular worthless omega and she is the daughter of the beta.

"Please just let me be, I'm not in for this," I said silently and watched her laugh. It was creepy but I didn't make my fear shown to her.

"If you really want me to let you be, then find your way out of this pack. Far away from this place," She told me, her expression deadly and she moved closer to me, leaving no space between us.

I could feel something wasn't right. I could sense some black magic.

"You're not needed here!" She yelled, her voice echoing in the woods and afterwards the thunder struck and Amorel was gone all of a sudden.

"What was that?" I frowned, looking around.

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At night, the cozy air bruised on my pale skin and my heels clicked against the pavement, the humiliation was still fresh and it was really painful.

I could never bear the thought of facing everyone, my family or even myself and Amorel's threats only added to my nervousness.

I kept walking on the streets while people around began murmuring. I'm really sure they are talking about how pathetic I look right now.

The neon signs of a nearby bar instantly caught my attention as I went there.

Maybe, just maybe tonight would make me forget all my pains and sufferings.

I walked to a stool and then ordered a whiskey without hesitation.

"Rough night, huh?" Someone asked me as I turned my head to see who had just spoken.

He was a tall handsome man with a blue eyeball that could attract women to him so easily. His sharp jawlines, pointed nose and beautiful pink lips made him look unbelievable.

I didn't realize I was already staring too much until his chuckles made me jerk out of my thoughts.

"Your expression really looked cute. You don't look like someone who drinks or do you?" He asks me, giving me a glass of whiskey and i realized he is the bartender

I averted my gaze and took the glass, gulping the content in haste. It burned my throat and I knew I wanted more to kill my sad mind.

I ordered for more until my eyes were already getting blurry.

I felt a gaze on me and turned to see the bartender stare at me with a smile on his face.

He walked close to me and I could feel my heart beat repeatedly. "Why was he being so kind and caring?" I thought and watched him clear the glass.

"I need one more," I said, drunkenly but he only kept quiet and continued to clear the table.

Watching him wanting to leave, I stood up, holding his hands but I lost my balance and almost fell when he instantly held my waist, preventing me from falling.

I blushed as my cheeks turned red.

"Why is a beautiful lady like you taking too much? It's really obvious you don't have a tendency for alcohol," He told me while I instantly pushed him away from me.

"Do you always flirt with every girl you meet!" I told him, staggering back to my seat.

"No, you're the only one," He said, smiling.

"This strange guy does really know how to put his words right," I thought.

I watched him call someone, who bowed his head at him with respect before taking the glass cups away and afterwards, he walked close to the stool beside me and took his seat.

"It was really so funny he had to be the first person ever to be nice to me," I thought.

"What's your name?" He asked me calmly and I replied to him.

Our conversation went on and on. We both started to laugh while he made silly jokes and always kept spilling how beautiful I was. He was really so bold.

I felt so alive and free for the first time in many years and I was surprised I had actually smiled that much and also learned his name was Vorgath, which was strange somehow.

After many minutes of science, both of us weren't able to speak and me being in my drunken state, I couldn't think of the right words to say.

I gasped in shock when I turned to look at me and he kissed my neck. A sudden urge sprained through my body but I ignored it and took it as a mistake but his next words only made me get more confused.

"What are you doing to me?" He asked, our face too close as his hot breath bruised on my skin. I couldn't explain what I felt now but I was literally feeling hot, very hot!

The tension between us began to grow stronger and stronger as his face was also getting closer and closer.

"I'm not supposed to do this but I can't just help it," He whispered into my ears and I instantly grabbed his shirt, pulled him close and then planted a kiss on his lips. I was feeling impatient.

Coming back to my senses, I pushed him away slowly and looked around but realized no one was in the bar anymore, only the two of us.

"I'm sorry but I have to….

I got interrupted when he started planting kisses all over my neck and I tried my best not to moan but I did.

"I want you too, Julia," He told me, capturing my lips possessively while I wrapped my hands around his neck.

"He really knew how to treat a woman."

He carried me in a bridal style and walked into a nearby room and without wasting time he tore my dress.

He laid me on the bed and started a french kiss and he was so perfect in it.

He finally broke the kiss as we both tried catching our breath.

"I've always wanted this right from that rainy day, Clio," He said to me as my eyes widened in shock.

"How did he know that name?" I thought but before I could ask, he connected our lips again and my mind went off it.