Hellbound Heart

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Just as Elle was about to reach out and touch the wounded animal, she was grabbed from behind and pulled back. Almost in a violent way that she had almost screamed out.

But she had guessed that it was Sebastian. And she immediately turned her head to look at him, a little panicked that he had come out even when she had warned him not to. "Sebas…tian…" she trailed off at the look in his eyes.

The almost dreamy look had evaporated and was now replaced with something so terrifying. His eyes… his grey eyes had turned… reddish. Were her eyes… tricking her?

Time seemed to stand still for a moment before he yanked at her, causing her to tumble against him before burying her head into his chest. "I'm not going to let you touch this animal until I make sure it would not harm you, Izabelle." His tight voice echoed in her ears. He sounded so angry again. In fact, she could feel something so… so strong and heavy and dark emanating from him. It was making her unable to do anything else but stay still in his arms. She had the feeling that if she had tried to wriggle her way out of his hold, he would totally explode and go bonkers on her.

Lord… this man's mood swings and emotions really switch faster than anything she had ever known. And what dramatic level of change it was!

When his hold on her finally loosened up, Elle gingerly pulled away from his arms and slowly looked up. Her heartbeat was racing while she was at it. So she lifted her eyes to look into his eyes, hoping to gauge his emotions and the mental state that he was in. They were back to being grey again. That… a while ago was it… just her… imagination?

While absent minded, he had pulled her to stand behind him. "You stay back, I'll deal with this." He ordered her before squatting on the ground, just within reach of the animal.

Elle stared down at him as he reached out to check on the animal's wound. She snapped out her daze and rushed across from Sebastian, standing on the opposite side of him.

Sebastian lifted his eyes only to see her already standing there. She was… using her body to block him.

"I'll… I'll keep watch on the situation then… while you help it…" she said, looking back and forth behind her and then to the wolf lying pitifully on the ground and then at him.

He was speechless for a moment. She was really going to this extent just to protect him? Even using her body like that to shield him?

As though she finally realized the wonder and disbelief in his eyes as he looked up at her, she suddenly began to explain awkwardly. "I… I don't want to get… widowed so early." She had stammered out her excuse, knowing that it was totally lame and totally inelegant. But she was stumped! And that was the fastest thing she could grasp onto as she had scrambled to give him her defense.

His dimple appeared before he turned his attention back to the animal. But because Elle was too busy worrying about her response and wincing a little, she had missed that quick appearing of his dimple.

"Didn't I tell you bad grasses never dies?"

"Well… I don't think you're bad enough to be considered a bad grass. So, you're still at risk of dying in my books." Elle muttered out.

He laughed soundlessly without looking up. "I didn't expect you to think so highly of me." He teased.

"I don't think bad grasses would bother to help a wounded animal."

His hand stilled for a moment. "I might only be forced into doing this because you're watching, don't you think so?"

"Maybe…" Elle shrugged noncommittally. "But still… I think you could still die. And I can't let that happen." She looked behind her again before she quickly changed the topic. "How is she?" Elle stared at the animal that was still not moving.

"He…" Sebastian corrected.

"He doesn't look like… he was shot." Elle finally realized that the animal's wound was not from a gunshot. Though the moment she realized that, she had quickly covered her lips and almost gasped. The wound was… strange…

"He won't make it." Sebastian told her flatly and Elle's eyes widened at his diagnosis.

The look in her face had Sebastian trailing off. He had not expected her to look so shocked and devastated.

"That's… that can't be…" she was in denial as she slowly fell to her knees. "He looks so pretty… like a bad ass grass… he can't die that easily."

Sebastian kept his gaze on her. And before he knew it, he said, "Yes, you are right. Now that you have mentioned it, this one looks as though he is a bad grass. He might still really live if we can get him some first aid quickly." Sebastian sighed internally, cursing at himself for being so wishy washy and agreeing with her so easily. He had a feeling that he would regret saying such things to her.

"Right?!" the light in her eyes quickly returned, causing Sebastian to bite his lip before quietly nodding.

Two guards had finally arrived due to Elle's earlier cries for help. They were there to help them and had taken the white wolf away with them. Sebastian had then called for the medics using his phone and to her relief, they had arrived at the scene pretty quickly.

After that, the two of them decided to continue walking down the hill.

Elle had initially wanted to go along with the guards, but Sebastian had not allowed her. She could only relent as she knew that she still had an important schedule on for the day. But she was more at ease now that Sebastian had taken over with the matter of the injured wolf and could return her attention to the other duties that she needed to see to. Also, she trusted that the medics who were under Sebastian's payroll could not be anything less than the best in their field.

"Don't worry, you've heard the reports earlier. I've already called for the doctor to make sure that they'll take care of it." Sebastian said, after noticing that Izabelle was still obviously thinking and worried about the wolf.