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ARTEMISIA

I didn't know what happened after Sin gripped me. But, I was told I passed out. I had been out since an hour ago and when I woke, I saw Emma and Julie by my side tending to an injury I didn't know I had gotten.

I groaned whilst sitting up. My body was sore and I felt like I had been dragged out from underneath a truck.

"You need to lay back down," Julie said. "Your husband's order." She added.

Husband's order?

Then it all came back to me. Everything that had happened, I remembered all.

Oh god, my husband was a werewolf. Sinclair Steele was a freaking Werewolf!

Okay, maybe he wasn't. But, not every human casually stuck their hands into a beast chest pulling the heart out.

I gagged whilst the image of Jamie's heart dripping with crimson liquid infiltrated my mind. Leaping out of the bed as nausea I had been attempting to curb surfaced, I dashed into the bathroom and emptied the contents of my stomach into the toilet.

Blood, Jamie, pizza, werewolf.

I hurled more as several images of Jamie decomposing body penetrated my mind.

Maybe, I had imagined everything. I said to myself. I would sleep again and wake up to see everything was a nightmare.

Sin was a werewolf. He had said so himself. He was a freaking mystical creature. Oh no!

Did my parents know about him? If they did, I believe they hate me so much to send me off to someone that could kill me with just a punch?

They surely loathed me. Now, I doubt if they were birth parents because if they had been, they would think things through before sending me away. Also, they would take the time to get to know the man he was before forcing me into what I didn't consent to.

"Artemisia!" Sin called out as he breezed into the room.

I frowned whilst glimpsing the pained expression on his face.

I could read every emotion that appeared on his taut face. He seemed to be in agony.

I wondered why. Maybe because he had killed Jamie in front of me.

But, come to think of it, he was a beast and it was certain he would have killed a lot of humans with his bare hands.

They were wicked and lacked human feelings. They go on a hunting spree just for the fun of it without minding if anyone got hurt or not. That was what beast does right?

I couldn't help but feel how wrong it seemed. I was sure Sin didn't sign up to be a beast.

If my knowledge of mythical creatures were correct and if his parents were a werewolf too, it meant he had been born that way.

I felt somewhat sorry for him. He didn't get to choose how he turned out. He wasn't given a choice of living like a human.

I wondered how he had to get along whilst younger.

"Hey."

I flinched as he gripped my hand.

I grimaced whilst staring at him apologetically.

I wasn't scared of him. I told myself. But, why did I flinch? I had no answer to that as well.

"Umh…" He mumbled, scratching the back of his head. "How are you doing?"

"I'm alright," I said, eyeing him. "I just feel sore all over. I believe a little bit of rest will bring me back to how I was."

"I'll leave you two alone." Julie, the only person that had been tending me said.

Emma had left earlier. She complained of being too tired to stay awake and I had dismissed her.

It wasn't like I needed someone to take care of me. I was only petrified at the turns of events.

Tonight was meant to be a great night. A night that I had meant to use in binge-watching my favourite show whilst munching on pizza and lemonade juice.

I didn't think I would watch it anymore since werewolves were real and not the mystical creature I had thought them to be. Also, I wouldn't be eating any more Pizza as it reminded me of Jamie's heart.

I grimaced whilst pushing down the vomit that surfaced again.

"How are you doing?"

"You asked me that a few seconds ago," I responded. I jerked again as he moved to grip my hand.

"Are you scared of me?" His brows furrowed.

I averted my gaze whilst he began to scrutinize me.

I didn't know what I was avoiding his gaze for seeing as I often stared at him straight in the eyes to tell him off.

Perhaps, it was because of the monstrous-looking glare he had tossed my way earlier.

Still, he had saved me. If it hadn't been for him, I was sure Jamie would have caught up with me. Worst of all, he would have done whatever he desired to do with me.

Trembling, I clutched the duvet and wrapped it around my body. I stared at the cloth I donned and let out a relieved sigh.

I was glad it had been changed because I wasn't sure how I would feel when I glanced at the torn dress from before.

Likewise, I needed to wash my body. I wondered the amount of soap and water I would need to take away the feeling of Jamie's hand from my mind.

My head snapped to Sin as he attempted to grip me again.

"Why are you scared of me?" He asked again.

"Y-you are a werewolf?!" I stuttered. Although he had told me he was one, I had confirmed it again.

"I told you, I am." He said in a hushed voice. He glanced around the room and back at me.

"Even your mother and siblings?" I questioned.

Sin nodded, then added. "Plus the staff. I mean everyone."

I shivered at the revelation. I had been walking amid werewolves without realizing it!

"Y-you mean even Rhoda too?" I asked whilst remembering the way she had flinched when I gripped her hand back at the gallery.

"Even her." He asserted.

"Why didn't I know about this? Did you marry me to feed on me or what is my aim here? I don't understand." I rambled.

I shut my eyes and opened it again.

I noticed his eyes were on me as soon as I opened them. "What?"

"You are acting weird." He mumbled. "I know it's overwhelming and I didn't know you would find out this way."

"Truth is you didn't want me to find out at all." I cut him off. "Until Jamie came."

Sin scowled. He clenched his fists and I glimpsed a vein ticking in his jaw. "That bastard would pay for trying to do anything to you in the first place."

He stood from the spot he had sat on and paced around the room whilst muttering.

I flinched as his balled fist collided with the wall, then he turned towards me.

"Y-your eyes!" I sputtered whilst staring into the golden orbs.

"He'll fucking pay for harming you!" He punched the wall again and I heard him growling.

"S-Sin?" I didn't know who was in front of me anymore.

He wasn't the playful yet annoying man I know. The person I had seldom shared my bed with. He was a different person and I wondered what was running into his head as he glimpsed at the crack on the wall he had caused.