Chapter 5

He got off of me, and I got to my feet. My hood had come off, and I stared at Xander, who was staring right back at me, frowning deeply.

Neither of us spoke, and I saw him look me over, and for some reason, it felt like he was boring into my soul. My stomach was fluttering nervously.

"How the hell are you a hunter?" He asked, crossing his arms.

"I could ask you the same thing… it’s not something the future Alpha should be doing right?"

He smirked,

"You’re pretty dumb, aren’t you."

It wasn’t even a question.

I rolled my eyes,

"Actually, I am not stupid. Alphas don’t usually do this role…"

"Well, I'm not your fucking standard Alpha." He retorted arrogantly.

Yeah, you clearly aren’t.

Urgh, I hated how good he looked all the damn time. Even in the semi-darkness of the night, I could still make out his good looks.

"Does your family know you’re a hunter?" He asked curiously.

"Why do they need to know?" I said, turning my back on him.

"Because Barbie, maybe because your brother is a hunter? Or maybe because your father is one of the heads? I don’t know."

I whirled around, my heart racing dangerously fast.

What?

He smirked arrogantly.

"So, you didn’t fucking know. Aww, poor Barbie, I wonder what the mayor would think knowing his daughter's getting down and dirty in the dark." He taunted, circling me like I was his damn prey.

I crossed my arm, rolling my eyes.

"Seriously Aldino? Is it just me or is your mind always in the gutter?"

He stepped closer and raised an eyebrow.

"What, don’t you get dirty in the woods? It’s your mind that’s in the gutter… but, if you do want to get down and dirty in that way, I won’t mind helping you out." He whispered seductively.

"No thanks, I’d rather sleep with the janitor than the campus walking STD case." I whispered back, despite the funny feeling in my stomach.

His eyes flashed a brilliant purple, and my heart skipped a beat.

"We both know that if I fucking wanted you, I’d have you open those sexy legs for me within seconds." He hissed, grabbing me by the front of my jacket. He pulled me close. My body slammed against him painfully hard. I was aware of his package against my lower stomach, his hard chest, and the annoying throbbing sensation that shot through me right to the pit of my stomach.

"Actually, I don’t know that." I said, pulling away and resisting the urge to massage my boobs.

Suddenly, before either of us could say anything else, I thought I heard something behind me, and by the looks of it, he had too. His frown vanished, replaced by a sharp look. Stepping forward, he placed a hand on my arm, moving me behind him.

I cocked a brow, seriously? I didn’t need anyone’s protection!

I quickly grabbed my crossbow and readied myself, what was it?

Xander rushed forward, and just then I saw the dark shadow with glowing red eyes that rushed out at us, its hiss like shriek making the hair at the back of my neck stand up. I raised my crossbow, aiming straight for the shadow. Shooting an arrow just as Xander slammed it to the ground, I smirked, satisfied at the black blood that dripped to the ground.

"Nice aim." Xander said ripping the things head off although he sounded pretty surprised.

"Surprised that this dumb blond Barbie can actually do something?" I said taking out a lighter and the small vial of oil to light the body.

"I never called you dumb or blond." He remarked.

"You did call me dumb." I frowned.

I poured the oil over the already charred looking black body of the monster on the floor.

A demon. These things were horrifying, with black skin that looked burnt, slit-like eyes, teeth like a piranhas and clawed hands. Their lips were stretched, and at average, they were usually about seven feet tall.

"I looked up as I saw blood droplets that dripped to the ground from Xander.

"You’re bleeding." I said.

"It’s just a small scratch."

"It’s made by a demon’s claw. It could become infected." I said grabbing his arm, seeing the cut down his chest.

He pulled free, raising an eyebrow.

"I'm not a fucking human." He said snatching the lighter from me and lighting it tossed it onto the demon’s body.

"Yeah, but I also know it can affect and poison werewolves." I replied.

God, why was he so stubborn?!

"I’m an Alpha, your knowledge is fucking useless, don’t pretend to know shit about me." He muttered walking off,

I frowned. If he was my partner, his safety mattered. I grabbed the back of his jacket.

"Aldino. Let me check that. I know demon’s injuries are dangerous for werewolves too." I said firmly.

"Just admit you want to see me fucking topless."

"In your dreams." I replied coldly.

I looked at his chest, noticing the wound was healing, but the darkness around the cut showed that the poison was slowing it down.

He didn’t respond but I was glad when he followed me out of the woods. I headed to my car and quickly opened the trunk, taking out my medical kit.

"Nice." He remarked.

I turned around to see him smirking cockily. I looked at my car, I don’t know why but something told me he was not talking about the damn car.

"I hope you meant the car."

"Obviously." He remarked, tearing open his top. "So, there you go, since you wanted to touch me."

I raised an eyebrow, he wished.

"I might need to decontaminate my hands after." I rolled my eyes.

I grabbed the bottle that contained the herbal remedy that worked for demon poison, something my hunter partner back in NYC had given me. It was really good. I took my gloves off and poured some of them onto a cotton wool pad.

I glanced at him, he was leaning against my car, his top hanging open showing off his body that was carved to perfection.

Fuck he was…

My eyes ran down his firm chest, seeing a tattoo peeking out from one side of his shoulder and chest. Letting my eyes drink up his perfect six-pack and the refined dip of his V.

My stomach knotted and I knew my heart was racing.

He smirked.

"What’s wrong princess?" He taunted.

"Nothing." I said, focusing on the cut that was almost healed. I pressed the pad to it gently, but I was not expecting his reaction.

He hissed, his eyes flashing purple, as he growled menacingly, pushing me away roughly as he doubled over.

"Oh my god! Are you ok!"

"What the fuck is that!" He growled. "It fucking burns!"

"Sorry! It was…" I ran around to the front, opening the door and grabbed the water bottle I had in the car, running back to Xander only to see he had clawed his stomach there. Blood marred his hands, and my heart was beating, what the fuck had I just done.

"Stay still!" I exclaimed, my heart pounding as I opened the bottle and poured it over his stomach. "I'm sorry!"

I placed my hand on his abs, ready to rub the remnant of the balm away, but the moment my hand made contact with his chest, I felt as if I had just been electrocuted. A strong current surged through me and I gasped just as Xander did. His eyes blazed a brilliant purple as they snapped up to meet my own shocked ones.

I jerked my hand back as I tumbled away from him, falling to the ground on my ass. I didn’t know what the hell had happened, but the way Xander was staring at me was like a predator who had just found his next target. And that target was me…