Tasting 9
Tasting
9-We Should Not Be This Close
Nora:
I left the breakfast table, heading back to my room, feeling defeated and contemplating finding Cain
to explain myself.
âBut what am I going to say to him?â I shook my head at my own s**y. That one little peek had
landed me in a huge mess with my stepbrother.
âThe truth? That you wanted to ruin their images in their fatherâs eyes by making them fight at the
family breakfast?â I jolted in my steps and turned to look at Ryker, who I didnât know was following
me. I was in the hallway of the ground floor when he stopped me with his comment.
âBut thatâs not true,â I replied, watching him get closer, wearing a snarky smirk on his lips.
âBut thatâs what you did,â Ryker clicked his tongue, getting closer. His cologne enveloped me with
an aroma blending the crisp freshness of citrus with the warm embrace of sandalwood and a hint of
s*y undertones.
I looked away when my eyes focused on the double color of his eyes. They were widely two-toned,
but it wasnât a regular mixed tone. The upper side was all black, and the lower was gray, almost like
a shining steel.
âOkay, letâs talk about it for a moment. Do you really think Cain was right in this argument?â I
decided not to bow down and
explain my opice ch
dot keow what you mean by that Care to explain?â Ryker folded his arms over his chest and leaned
to the side on the wat
He shouldnât have been in that situation with his brotherâs erfiend if you ask me I would say he is
pretty shady for this And the he had the audacity to not even look quiltyâ I had to cope off as a
righteous person, at least in front of one of them.
ON So you think Cain is s**y? Ryker asked, and I shook my
Not really but limean, is he not? To be honest, if anything, he comes off as very selfish and
inconsiderate to meâ I said, hoping Syker would see my point
âSesces Nash is my brother. I wouldnât want him to get lied and cheated upon,â there it was a
perfect statement. I sounded like a good sister
âAn Abc Cain isnât your brother? Or do you not care about him?â Rikerâs question made me frown
and tilt my head in silence. 1 didnât get what he was trying to say because I was clearly talking
about something Cain did wrong. I wasnât being biased.
Thatâs when I followed his stare and looked behind me. Cain
stood at the entrance of the hallway with a blunt look on his
face
It took him a second to respond, but when he did, I stepped back because he practically lunged at
me.
âHey Dad is home.â Ryker finally stepped between us when Cain
was right in my face and stopped him from getting his hands on
me.
âDonât stop me. Let me freaking speak to this c**g b**h of a wolfless creature,â As Caln attempted to
get past Ryker, his words already slapped me hard. I was so stunned that I took a few steps back
and gulped. He called me a woman! I didnât like it. Every bit of my self-esteem was hurt.
âWe will deal with her, but not right now,â Ryker muttered under his breath, and as soon as Cain
raised his face to meet his brotherâs gaze, I saw a weird hint of guilt in his eyes.
âFine. Iâm only stopping for you,â Cain uttered, gently tapping. Rykerâs shoulder. It was the first time I
saw one of the brothers show any solid emotions of brotherly love for the other.
âAnd you! Donât think Iâll let you get away with this. But for now, you are grounded,â Cain stepped
past Ryker and faced me, yelling in my face.
âIâm not a kid-,â I argued in a soft tone, but he hushed me when he slammed his hand on the wall
beside me.
âI said, you are grounded. Go back to your room,â he yelled again, using his elder brother status on
me.
I looked at Ryker and then at Cain before bowing my head down. and steadily strolling back to my
room.
âIdiots! They are so rude,â as I complained and pouted, a loud. thud from outside shook me into
running in the direction of the window.
The storm had come out of nowhere. There was fog beginning
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to cover the surroundings, which seemed off with the
appearance of the storm. It didnât seem natural. My heart began to pound harder when I heard
some bells ringing in the distance.
In that moment, the door to my bedroom opened abruptly, and pushed in was Silas wearing a baggy
black sweater. His father stood behind him as he kept pushing him inside.
âWhat is going on?â I asked in worry.
âThe pack is under attack again. Your brother will take care of you,â dad yelled, eyeing Silas, who
had a very poker face.
Dad didnât wait any longer and slammed the door shut, yelling at the others to surround the pack
mansion and the warriors to be attentively taking care of the pack houses.
Silas stood still in his spot, his glasses running down the bridge of his nose before stepping my way
with nothing but anger on his face.
âWhy do I have to take care of you when I should be out there in. the field like the alpha King Iâm
supposed to be?â he hastily approached me, making me walk over next to the bed and away from
the window.
âI donât know, dad asked you to look after me. I didnât,â I whispered, not getting what he was getting
mad at me for.
âI shouldnât have a sister. I donât want a demanding sister-,â as he screamed and lunged my way to
come at my face and show me the anger on his face, he tripped on the puffer jacket I had thrown on
the floor when looking for something to wear.
As he tripped, his arms spread, and thatâs when I realized how
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gigantic he was. He landed on top of me and pushed me onto the bed by accident.
Now I was in my bed with my stepbrother on top of me. It was the beginning of the doomsday.