HER ALPHA'S CARNAL SINS
Chapter 136: Are you psychopathic?!

Chapter 136: Are you psychopathic?!

How long had they been in that position, kissing, running their hands through each other’s hair, muttering incoherent words to each other before reuniting their lips again?

She couldn’t tell, but did she feel angry? Jealous? Pain?

Actually, no. She only felt uncomfortable, especially when Barton turned to look at her at that moment. She looked back at him, and they looked away In unision.

Why did she think about them kissing... like the couple Infront of her just now. No way. She and Barton. No way!!

She had come to accept that from the beginning, Daniel and she had been friends and that was all it was going to be between them. She couldn’t force love from someone who didn’t love her like that. She knew Daniel loved her, but not in the way she wanted him to, and with all her immaturity and obsessiveness, decisions with irrational thoughts, she had made herself an enemy to him.

She just wished things were back to the way they were. Before that night when her father had convinced her to drug the drink with that aphrodisiac drug. She wasn’t too keen on taking their relationship as best friends to the next level, well aware of Daniel’s reputation at that time, but her father, he had subdued her with his tongue and words, telling her all she could benefit from being his Luna. After all, when he died, she had no place in his pack since Dimitri was going to be ruling anyways.

Her eyes grew cold, and she cast her eyes down as she remembered the bad news she just received earlier. He was really dead. She knew a time like this would come, but she didn’t think now. She didn’t think in this way.

Looking at the two... lovers Infront of her, she was surprised, shocked, but definitely the rest of her emotions was numb, only sadness as she thought about her father.

Previously, she wasn’t in the least keen on the rampage that was happening, but after what ensued, she would ensure she trample upon the Kitsunes, even if she died while doing it, she’d make sure to take one down with her.

A soft pop sound was heard as Daniel drew back from her lips. He had forgetten about the other two behind them who had their backs turned the whole time, trying unsuccessfully to talk to each other, which was better than just standing and staring at the couple, eating dog food.

And even if he remembered them, he didn’t care. All his attention was on her.

Their faces was just an inch apart, still, it took him several seconds to raise his hand to her face, tracing her features with trembling fingers and welled up eyes, almost like he was scared she was not real and he was probably dreaming again like those times he would play with Naomi in his room at Moon Howler’s pack, only for her to vanish, reality striking him hard that he was only imagining her and she was gone.

Naomi’s eyes were locked in his eyes, however her lips parted slightly as his fingers trailed from the side of her head to her nose, rubbing his thumb across her red swollen lips.

The sparks- they both felt it from their first kiss together just now. The mate bond was pulling them closer than they’ve ever been.

Was this it? Was he going to accept her? Were they fully reunited?

"Nana." He groaned, and her heart tingled at her special nickname rolling off his tongue like a melodious tune. How long had she heard it? 12 years!

She released a shaky, exasperated sigh.

"Danny... "

The tears were still there, but her brows furrowed as she saw the clouds begin to hover in his eyes like a heavy storm was coming.

He leaned back, shards of glass from the car coming to break into smaller pieces on the ground, his wounded hand slowly healing, his eyes still fixated in hers, something dark, unfathomable and dangerous rearing within.

"Da- " Her words got stuck in her throat as she saw his hands turn to fists.

At the sound of shards of glass breaking, Barton and Dora turned.

It was just one word he uttered, but he used almost all his willpower— she was sure of it.

"Run."

Darkness concealed the entire light she had seen previously, shades of blue were swirling like hot lava in his eyes. Bloodlust, a murderous intent emenanting from there, that was all she could see.

She moved away from him, In fear almost staggering to the ground. Just when she thought... her heart clenched in pain as she turned away from him before running.

"I don’t want to see your face!" He screamed louder, after her. "I’ll kill you if I do! I swear by it Naomi!"

"F**k!" She heard him scream from afar, followed by a loud crash.

Daniel had kicked the car so hard it toppled over and fell, crashing and smashing to pieces.

Her breath turned ragged, and her heart, heavy as she increased her steps.

"I’ll kill you."

"I’ll kill you."

"I’ll kill you."

... these three simply put but lethal words echoed in her head as she ran further, almost running out of air.

Daniel turned to Barton.

"You knew," He was slowly approaching him, but Barton stood his ground. "You f**king knew all these while, you and Brittany... a... and pretty much everyone else except me!" He grabbed Barton’s shirt and squeezed the colar tightly, his cannines producting from his gums. They looked sharper than ever, straining to kill.

"Why?"

"It wasn’t my secret to tell, and you wouldn’t understand anyway." Barton calmly replied.

"Why did she run?" Dora asked, wondering what happened next. One minute, they were kissing, and now she just ran away from him like he was a wild beast.

"I told her to." Daniel snapped at her.

"Why?" Barton asked this time, forcing Daniel back, moving his hand which had grabbed the front of his shirt so tightly, it was stained with blood and all rumpled up.

"Because if she had stayed a minute longer, I would have killed her. I don’t want to set my eyss on her- ever!"

"You’re saying that because you’re mad. You’re not in your right senses, so you’re making stupid irrational decisions." Dora yelled at him.

Barton stepped out of the way as Daniel approached her, yet he was close enough Incase he tried anything funny with Dora. For some reason, he felt protective around her

"How would you f**king know?! Why don’t you mind your business! I’m sure you’ve got a lot of things on your mind now, so you shouldn’t bother me, okay?"

She pushed at his chest so hard and unexpectedly that he almost fell back. He looked at her in shock.

"I would know because I’ve made terrible decisions in my life. I wasn’t in my right senses!! I was mad... I... I was angry.. and now I regret it okay," she hesitated before she rolled her eyes. This was going to be difficult for her to say, but she had to. He deserved it. "I... I’m sorry."

The darkness clouded in his eyes evaporated, blowing away like a mist gathered over a land. He just looked surprised. Not more surprised than the other man standing behind her, but he was definitely surprised.

"I... I didn’t want this- well not at first," She sighed and cleaned the edge of her eyes before folding her arms and looking away. "I wanted us to remain friends. I liked the way we were... Not until you wanted to leave Moon Howler’s. I was scared you were going to forget me because... you made it clear that you didn’t trust anyone because of Naomi’s death, and I was sure you’d forget me because we weren’t really attached, so I went to my dad for help, and he planned it. The drugging and everything..." her tears fell in waves, and she couldn’t even look him in the eyes. "I messed up, and I’m sorry okay? I was immature and stupid, stupid for ever believing we’d be a couple, and for blackmailing you. I’m so sorry Daniel."

She was expecting him to turn away and look for Naomi or just...

She wasn’t expecting to feel his arms around her as she cried, but she was happy, she was ecstatic. Her cries softened, and a small genuine smile curled up on her lips as she hugged him back.

After what seemed like seconds, he drew back, and wiped her face with his hand before sighing.

"I wasn’t planning on ever forgetting you Dora... well not until... you know."

She smiled.

"Yeah."

"Let’s... start all over?"

She looked down, feeling uncomfortable. She wasn’t used to this emotional stuff.

"I’d like that."

They hugged again, before Barton said,

"Okay guys, wrap it up. Naomi?"

He was happy for their reunion, but Naomi had been gone for more than five minutes and he had begun to worry.

Daniel’s gaze darkened again as he slowly pulled away from Dora’s embrace, his hand holding hers, as if it was the only thing keeping him sane.

He glared at Barton, and Barton rolled his eyes, turning away before turning back to glare at his little cousin.

"What!? She’s your long time best friend! You see her after such a while, and you kiss her, and you tell her to run. Are you psychopathic?"

"Naomi," Dora softly spoke up before staring at Daniel in shock, as the pieces fell together like a finished puzzle.

She suddenly released his hand, and stepped back, staring in shock, slight excitement in her eyes at Daniel.

"Naomi!" She called again in a hushed whisper, staring at Barton before turning to Daniel again.

"She’s not just your mate, she’s your best friend. Your long time friend... the one you said that was dead?"

"Yes," Danile replied before glaring at Barton. "And that’s how it should be."