Billy swallowed hard, his small hands clutching his bow. "I'm here because the forest chose me," he said, though his voice shook.
The wolf stepped closer, its eyes narrowing. "The forest made a mistake. You don't belong here. Go home, boy, before you get hurt."
Billy's heart pounded, but he stood his ground. "I belong here," he said, louder this time. "And I'm not going anywhere."
The wolf lunged, its claws outstretched. Billy loosed an arrow, his magic guiding it to strike the wolf squarely in the chest. The creature howled, its form flickering before it dissolved into shadows.
Billy took a shaky breath, his heart racing. "I did it," he whispered, stepping forward
"Mine" he breathes into my neck, with his deep voice.
I'm frozen in a spot as he said that, I couldn't tell if I should be afraid or surrender.
Even if I could run, he would catch me and if I could resist and fight I wouldn't be a challenge for him since I'm wounded.
So what should I do?
"You think too much" he abruptly says and separated from my neck. "Don't worry I will bring no harm to you. Rest. You have already been through too much" he says with compassion in his eyes.
I remained silent trying to study he's features. I admit I'm not good at being a judge of character or know how to respond to emotions, but there was something about his actions that had a weird effect on me.
I didn't respond and looked away afraid that he would punish me for looking into he's eyes
"Face me" he says raising my chin to him. I force myself to look fearing the consequences if I don't agree. "From now on, you're mine and I'm yours. So do not bow your head to me" with a faint brush against my face he sighs and leaves.
And I'm left in the room, shocked and surprised at what just happened.