NICO'S POV
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When Alpha Cade died, I told my men to go home, but I was still looking for one person. The person who almost killed me, the one who started this war, and the one who did the unthinkable, and that was Haiden. He was the one person that I wanted to confront, and when I finally caught his disturbingly gross scent, I trailed it. But instead it led me to something more than what I had expected to find. I really thought that was my chance to finally beat the crap out of him when I heard his voice from afar, and my blood started to boil as I got closer and closer, but he was nowhere to be found when I arrived in the woods where his scent was leading me, and as disappointing as it was not to find Haiden, it led me to her.
I was surprised when I saw her, and when I realized who she was, I couldn't stop myself from investigating. I was curious, and for once, that was a new feeling for me, a feeling I couldn't fight. It was hard watching her struggle trying to crawl away from me, and I knew that I should stop in my tracks, but I was under a spell...under her spell and I couldn't keep my distance. I watched as she fought through the pain and used all of her strength to crawl. It was seeing her fight so hard for her life that grew my curiosity, and when I heard the sound of her voice and groaning in pain, I knew that she was someone I wanted in my life.
I knew I needed her when I saw her fighting with every last bit of energy she had left because I have never seen a woman so determined to live. I've never seen a woman so strong that fights this hard. She was ready to throw things at me, and that's when I stopped. I watched as she just collapsed, and that's when I really noticed how fast she was losing blood. I shifted into my human form and ran over, but that's when I noticed how gorgeous she was, and that's the moment I knew I wanted her to be mine.
I could feel my heart racing at the thought of her dying, and I scooped her up and took her away. I wouldn't consider calling myself a mess, but that's what it felt like when I saw all of the doctors and nurses staring at me with fear and caution. For the first time in my life, I felt hopeless at the sight of her. She was bleak, her lips purple instead of pink, her body was limp and I couldn't do anything. I had no power to save her, but I made sure that the people who had the power did their job.
Patched up and lifeless, that's what she looked like when she came out of the operating room, and I'm humiliated to admit that I sat by a stranger's side all night. I held her hand, whispered secrets to her unconscious body and admired her. She is breathtakingly beautiful, and from the second I saw her, I knew that I would want her forever. She has long lashes, and her skin is soft like porcelain. Her chocolate hair falls perfectly around her face, and the colour just suits her.
I poured hellfire down on the hospital when she wasn't waking up because I needed to know her. I needed her to open her eyes and look at me because I wanted to know what color her eyes were. They are silver, but the urge to know it was like a fire started in my chest and it couldn't be put out unless she opened her eyes. It was one of the most thrilling and exhausting experiences of my life.
Goddess, the memory of her looking at me for the first time haunts me, in a good way, it was like a wave of fresh air hit my lungs, and like drinking water after being thirsty for days. It felt like taking a hot shower after a long, sweaty day that had you dirty, and when those silvery orbs locked on me, I knew that I couldn't let her go.
She is feisty, determined to leave, and extremely gorgeous, but the obsession that grew with one look at her is unhealthy. It isn't just because she's beautiful, it's because she's different, and I can sense it. I don't believe it's an obsession, but mere curiosity. I wouldn't be obsessed over her for long, not like this, but for now, she's stuck with me whether she likes it or not, which I believe she wouldn't.
She's a free spirit, and I intend to claim her.