Chapter 34: Who is Better?

Bang! It was the sound of a fist smashing into flesh. Simon finally threw his fist at Kasim, hitting Kasim's injured arm. The wound tore again. Blood seeped through Kasim's white shirt and exploded in a hideous, glaring red line. "Kasim!" I hurried over to check on Kasim's injuries. I pulled down his sleeve, revealing the wound on his arm. It looked like a horrible fire snake that would burn Kasim. "Mia, it hurts." Kasim put his hand over mine and rubbed it restlessly, seeming to seek reassurance. "Mia, don't believe him," Simon said coldly. What was wrong with Simon? Not only did he not apologize to Kasim, but he also doubted Kasim. Was his previous gentlemanly style fake? "Enough," I interrupted Simon. "All I see now is you hurting someone and not apologizing! Simon, I'm so disappointed in you!" "Mia..." Simon reached out to grab my sleeve, but I didn't want to give him that chance. I pulled my hand back to avoid it. "Simon, I don't want to see you. Leave. I have to heal Kasim now." I finally chased Simon away. *** What were they up to? Why did they let Kasim hunt alone? What if Kasim was in danger? "I still want to look for Kasim," I said. I got up and was about to leave when Krell pressed my shoulder to let me sit down. "Hear us out first," Krell said. "Kasim can't stay here." That again! Why couldn't Kasim stay? He was so gentle and considerate! "I disagree!" I insisted. "Mia, listen to me," Simon said. His voice was quiet as if he was still afraid I'd be angry at him for hurting Kasim. "What Kasim said to you was wrong. He's trying to drive a wedge between you and us." "That's right," Locas chimed in. "We were on good terms before he came, but we started to be suspicious of each other the moment he arrived. His motive is certainly not simple." I thought, "His motive is not simple?" "What about you? What is your purpose in approaching me?" I was a little dismissive. I was becoming more and more suspicious of their purpose in helping me. "Mia, we sincerely love you!" Willard said as he approached me and held my hand. His eyes were burning, and he looked like a knight protecting a princess. "Then why didn't you let me keep Kasim? He never hurt me!" I asked, "Why didn't you answer my questions? Why did you help me over and over again? What do you want from me? My body, or something else?" No one spoke. They fell into a long silence. Hypocritical. They were so hypocritical. They kept saying that they wanted to protect me, but they actually had ulterior motives. If it weren't for Kasim, would I have been deceived by them like this forever? "I'm going to look for Kasim!" I got up and walked forward, but someone grabbed my sleeve. "Don't go," Krell begged me. I shook him off and never looked back. *** "Mia..." A familiar male voice came from outside the tent. Krell was holding a bright flashlight. I could see the perfect outline of Krell's body through the fabric of the tent. He was as fascinating as ever, but it seemed that we could never get along like we used to. He was no longer the man who enchanted me. He was just a despicable liar. "What are you doing here?" I asked in a low voice. "Let's talk." Krell's words were very concise. He still had the same commanding tone. "I'm going to bed. I don't want to talk." I rejected him. Krell's voice was much softer. I saw through the tent that he wrapped himself in his coat. "But I'm so cold. I won't leave until you let me in." I thought, 'Want to gain my sympathy? I won't fall for it! Krell, you scheming liar!' "Then just stand there. I'm going to sleep." With that, I lay down and deliberately adjusted my breathing to make it even so that I looked like I was asleep. I watched the figure outside the tent and followed every change in him, but he was like a diligent scarecrow. Other than the slight movement caused by the wind through his hair, nothing else changed. Although I said that I wanted Krell to stand out there, I was still worried that he would get sick from the cold. This area was very cold at night. Would something happen to him? 'Go, go away…' I screamed inwardly. But how could he hear this silent command? Every second he stayed was torture for me. I was afraid he would get sick. I was worried about his health. 'Krell, bad guy. Is this how you punish me?' I thought helplessly. It had already been two hours. How was Krell doing? He could no longer stand like this. But I couldn't let him in. He humiliated me and hurt Kasim like that. It was as if I had been torn in half, half telling of my love for Krell and half telling of the outrageous things Krell had done. I thought I was crazy to be so torn. Should I let him in? What if he stood out there all night? A sound suddenly interrupted my thoughts. "Pitter-patter", the sounds became more concentrated. It was raining. I subconsciously looked out of the tent. Krell still hadn't left. Almost without thinking, I quickly unzipped the tent. The next second, I was pounced on by Krell. The rain dampened the ends of his hair, making the smell of male hormones on him even stronger. "Mia," Krell called to me, picking up a strand of my hair with his hand. "Are you really in love with Kasim?" At this moment, Krell was very aggressive. He was like a beast whose territory had been snatched away. "You can go back when the rain stops." I didn't want to answer his question. "Answer me!" Krell shouted, pressing my hand to the top of my head, and I had to arch my back, which brought my body close to his. Actually, I also did not know. "Mia, tell me!" Krell lowered his head even lower, and the tip of my nose touched his. I suddenly felt something different under me. I felt like something was pressing against my lower abdomen, hideous and seductive. "Krell, calm down, please!" I felt that we were in such a terrible position that just the slightest spark could send us into the fire together. "How do you think I can calm down? Kasim has only been by your side for a short while, and all you can see is him!" The situation seemed to have gotten even worse. That part of Krell became even more erect, and one could even see the protruding outline through his suit pants. "You really, really don't like me anymore?" Krell bit my earlobe. He didn't control his strength and even bit it with his canine teeth. I felt a sting in my earlobe. "Krell, you're not being honest with me. Why won't you tell me what you're really up to?" I hated to nag at the same question, but I really wanted to know the answer. "I can't tell you," Krell said. "And I'm sure Kasim approached you for the same purpose." Really? I was still that lowly omega. I didn't deserve love, and I didn't deserve to be treated sincerely. "So, Kasim isn't a good person either. Stay away from him!" Krell continued. "Oh? Is that so? But at least he will respect me!" I twisted my hands, trying to break free from Krell's restraints. "Are you not fond of me anymore?" Krell asked me with a raised eyebrow. "Exactly!" I replied loudly. "Then who do you like? Kasim?" Krell's voice was low. He was suppressing his anger. "Yes, I like him. He's so considerate!" I admitted. "Have you slept with him?" Krell suddenly asked me. I froze. How could Krell be so dirty? He actually said such a thing! "Yes, we're very compatible." I didn't deny it. He was so despicable, and I didn't want to answer seriously. "Oh, really? Then which one of us is better? Who do you enjoy more?" Krell asked. His eyes turned blue, which was a sign of his anger. I didn't answer. "You're not going to tell me? Then I'll let you know who's better!" Krell said as he reached into my shirt.