Healing The Ruthless Alpha

Healing The 102

Sihana’s POV

“You’re not going to get away with this,” I added to my vow.

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“That’s a bit cliché, don’t you think?” Aristo chuckled. “You don’t love me yet but you like me so I can make you love me.” He sounded so confident, so assured that I would come to love a person like him.

I went over our past conversations to see if I had somehow led him on, if I’d ever behaved as if I saw him as more than a friend and my mate’s best friend. I knew I’d never flirted with him so I didn’t need to think hard. Then why was he so delusional?

“I’ll dress her. Leave.” He barked at Sebastian. The other man looked at me for a brief second before he nodded and left the room. “So many disgusting men coveting what’s mine,” he hissed, shaking his head.

It was easy to reconcile the present Aristo with the Aristo I knew. I thought it was difficult, felt it was difficult at first, but it actually wasn’t. He behaved the same but what I had chalked off as overt friendliness and disrespect that stemmed from his overfamiliarity, I could now see as the paddings of an enemy masquerading as a friend.

“We have little time so you’ll have to make do with this.” He pulled a sleeveless dress up my hips and to my chest. “I’m going to untie you now. Don’t do anything silly, okay?” He pressed his lips to mine and everything around me froze.

He continued to talk but his words faded from my hearing as a burning fire that had fluctuated from an intense high to a negligible low in the past hour flared up. My teeth gnashed at the familiar yet unfamiliar swelled inside me and then, like a dam, it erupted.

“W – What?” The bastard that dared put his filthy hands on me stuttered. “Shit.” He looked nervous yet excited at the same time. “How much more exceptional can you get, Sia?” He breathed, reaching for me but I was on fire – literally and although I didn’t burn, the bed underneath me would catch on fire soon and the wretched hand that reached for me would roast to a crisp if it came any closer.

“You’re not even burning,” he muttered in awe, trying to reach for me again like a child attracted to flames.

I didn’t burn but my clothes did and it didn’t mean I did not feel the heat. The flames did not hurt my skin but they made breathing hard and my body warm. My insides quivered, I felt sweat form on my skin and my throat became dry. Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

“Sia “The bastard reached out to me again but at that exact moment, the ropes he bound me with started to melt. The smell of burning cloth filled the room and it was then he snapped back to his senses.

He ran out of the room and I heard him yell some names and order them to get water. The urgency in his tone made something inside me smile. He rushed back into the room as I got out of bed, having freed myself of the confines of the bed.

“Sia, we need to stop the fire.” He spoke in the serious and commanding tone of a beta but I was a Luna, his Luna, not a wolf underneath him.

A man barged into the room with a bucket of water but Aristo screamed at him to drop the water and get out. I was naked underneath my cloth of fire, you see, and he alone could see my body. I

was, in his eyes, his exclusive property.

I should give the bastard a hug

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As if sensing my devilish thoughts, Aristo took a step back, then he grabbed the bucket of water that the man dropped and tossed it at me. I hissed as the water touched my skin, making a sound like sizzling bacon. Surprised, I checked myself to make sure my skin wasn’t getting charred off. It wasn’t but it was incredibly dry.

The bucket full of water touched my front, reducing the fire, but it roared back to life in a few seconds. I was a literal ball of fire- an unquenchable one. I took a step forward and Aristo swallowed.

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“Sihana –“ He called, stretching out his hand. I grasped it and he flinched, wrenching it from my grip with enough force to drag me forward.

“Water. Bring in more water!” He shouted as I rushed at him.

As Cahir Armani’s beta, he wasn’t a man an–untrained woman could take that down, whether or not she was on fire. He sidestepped me, setting out his leg and tripping me. I would have fallen if I

didn’t grab the bedpost.

My baby.

I pressed my hand to my stomach and shuddered. The flames around me shuddered with me, flickering like a candle about to go out.

I wasn’t the only one in danger here

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my child too. The realization filled me with rage that choked me.

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You’re still in the early stage of your pregnancy, Luna. A lot of miscarriages happen in the first trimester. The doctor’s warning to live cautiously resounded in my head.

“You damn bastard!” I screamed, just as two men burst through the door with buckets of water, another man with a fire extinguisher behind them.

“Put out the fire!” Aristo shouted. “Put it out before I slit your throats!” He screamed at the men. They dumped the buckets of water on me and I felt the fire go out completely. Aristo sighed.

“Sihana, you’re going to be the death of me,” he breathed out, stepping closer to me.

The glass shattered again and the flames broke through my skin. He stepped back again. He spoke some words, and cracked a joke as he tried to get me to stop the fire surrounding me yet again. I was like an animal that sensed danger and then released a toxin to protect myself. My body did it on reflex and I didn’t know how to turn it off or on. If I did, did this bastard think I would?

“Come on, love,” he coaxed, his eyes on me and two men at the door, their eyes wide with awe. If I was someone else witnessing a living fireball, I may have been in awe too. “Don’t scald your pretty skin.”

As long as I had this coat of fire around my skin, I could leave this place, No one would touch me – not without getting burned. With that in mind, I started to walk out of the room. I didn’t know where the fuck I was but I had to get out. Before they changed base and Cahir could no longer locate me.

Aristo blocked my path as I walked away. A fire as fiery as the one around me burned in his eyes. All pretext of niceness fell from his eyes. “You can’t leave.”

“I’d like to see you stop me.” I smiled, feeling a weight lift off my chest. This gift was so much better than healing! Having an active rather than passive power was the best.

“Sihana.” I swallowed as he reached behind him and pulled out a gun. I took an involuntary step backwards. “This is loaded with silver, belle,” he muttered. “I don’t want to hurt you but you have to be

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cooperative or else –” He aimed and I froze solid.

He cocked it and fired, a loud bag resounding in the small space, almost splitting my eardrum. I jumped and the fire flickered, dying out a little. “That’s to show you this isn’t a joke, love.”

“Why –” I choked out.

“Don’t be naïve, Sia. I love you. I must have you and I’m willing to hurt you to have you,” he declared in a solemn voice laced with sadness. His shoulders hunched forward as he sighed. “Please, don’t cry,” he muttered, taking a step towards me. I stepped back.

I hadn’t even known tears spilt down my cheeks until he mentioned it. My face hadn’t caught on fire like the rest of my body so my face was bare to him to touch and caress. And he did. He stepped forward, close enough to touch me without burning himself.

“This is already difficult for me so please, just cooperate. I love you so much it hurts so you must know that I can’t let you go. I – I tired. I tried to let Cahir have you but you’re too precious to me.”

A loud bang cut off his unwanted love confession.

“What-” Screams rent the air and I felt a familiar calming presence.

“He found us!” One of the men in the room with us shouted. “Alpha, what should we do!?”

“Cahir fucking Armani.” Aristo finally said his name, a scary expression crossing his face.

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