UNTAMED: THE ALPHA

"Can I see your eyes?" the nymph asked him, it had been three days since the last time she saw his eyes and as odd as it sounded, she missed them.

"Why?" Chaos didn't straight out refuse to do it, but he wanted to know the reason why she wanted him to open his eyes. He was too tired to entertain this small creature right now.

"I like seeing your eyes. They look very beautiful," the nymph answered truthfully and then waited for his reaction, whether or not he would fulfill her wish was in his hands.

However, to her disappointment, he didn't open them and stayed still until the nymph left the room.

The next day, which was the fifth day, was still the same. The torture, the boring expressions from everyone, who attended this torment and how aloof they became and how they thought Chaos deserved to receive this punishment, because of his disobedience, he should have carried out whatever order that he received.

And at night, the nymph had come to his room again with a goblet of nectar, as all the flowers on the wall bloomed in her presence.

She helped him to drink and then didn't ask another question or repeate her request from the previous night, since he looked very exhausted and she assumed he had fallen asleep after he finished his drink.

However, when the nymph almost reached the door and was about to leave, Chaos called her.

"What should I call you?" he asked with his deep tone that grasped the nymph's attention. She turned around and walked closer to him, thinking he wanted to have a little chat with her or something.

"We don't have names," the nymph replied and then tilted her head to look at his expression clearly, but there was nothing different about it. He still had this peaceful expression, as if he had fallen asleep, despite the gruesome wounds on his back.

"Why?" he asked this softly. "Everyone has a name."

"Not us," the nymph replied, but then she continued her explanation. "Unless someone gives us one."

There was a long silence after that statement, which made the nymph think he fell asleep, yet she stayed for a little bit longer, just to make sure that he was indeed asleep, until words came out of his lips.

"Can I give you one?" he asked.

The nymph smiled beautifully, as the flowers around them were in full bloom and their scent filled the room with sweetness. It was so beautiful to see the emotions that ran through her at this moment.

"If you give me a name, it means I belong to you," she stated.

The reply came faster than the nymph predicted. She thought he would continue his sweet silence like before, but then came this question.

"Would you be mine?" Only then did he open his eyes again and she could look into his beautiful blue eyes, which enchanted her.

His long, dark hair splayed on the bed, while his gruesome wounds were on full display, but somehow, the nymph found him very fascinating and she couldn't say how much she would love to see him a little bit longer than just a brief chat every night.

"Yes," the nymph replied almost immediately after she snapped back to reality and realized she could be with him longer than what she could imagine.

"What do you want me to call you?" Chaos asked her, his gaze was very soft, he looked at her with warmth in his eyes. "Tell me later when you have found the name that you are fond of."

And after saying that, Chaos closed his eyes again. He fell asleep now, but the nymph stood in her place for a little bit longer before she went away from this bedroom. She couldn't stop smiling and the whole castle brightened up with her presence.

This lonely and gloomy castle seemed to have a new light and was not so horrifying to see from afar.

And the next day was the sixth day of Chaos' punishment. The nymph seemed a little bit more at ease, since it meant his punishment would end soon and she couldn't wait for the night to come, so she could tell him what name that she had picked for herself.

To have her own name was an experience that she had never thought would happen to her.

Even though she was the moon goddess' favorite, she did not belong to her, thus she was not given any name by her. She could be with anyone she wanted.

Meanwhile, there was nothing eventful that happened during this time around, only, Chaos at this time seemed to be much calmer and he didn't even frown, as if this was nothing for him after being tortured for six days straight.

"Blue," the nymph said, once she entered the room, announcing her name to him, even without greeting first. "I want to be named Blue," she said in a cheerful voice, the nectar in the goblet that she brought with her almost spilled because she was very impatient to tell him this.

Chaos was in the same position as any other day she met him.

His eyelashes fluttered before he opened his beautiful eyes and stared at her with his warm gaze, which made the nymph smile even wider.

"Blue… it's a beautiful name," he lamented.

"Don't you want to ask me why I chose the name?" The nymph sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at him excitedly to let him know about her thoughts.

"Sure, if you don't mind, let me know," Chaos said softly. He enjoyed her company, especially when this place had never been so lively like right now in her presence.

"Because I love your eyes. They look very beautiful. They are of the most beautiful blue color that I have ever seen," The nymph declared. She looked at him intently, as if to emphasize her words. She wanted him to know how beautiful he was in her eyes.

"It is an honor for me." He smiled a little at her and then closed his eyes. He fell asleep almost immediately after that, leaving the nymph with the goblet of nectar in her hands, looking slightly confused.

"Are you sleeping already?" she asked him softly, as she leaned over to look at his sleeping face. "But, you have not yet drank your drink…"

Yet, she didn't get any response from Chaos, even after she waited for a long time, thus she decided to leave the room and let him have a peaceful sleep.

Her heart felt so warm and her steps felt so light…

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The seventh day of punishment went as smooth as one could say for such torture and after everything was over and the last blow had been delivered, everyone dispersed from the room like usual.

However, this time, Blue came to Chaos and helped him to tie his long, dark hair, so it wouldn't touch the wounds on his back.

This was the first time for her to touch his hair and she didn't think that she would forget how it felt under her fingers.

Chaos tilted his head and found it was her, he let her do whatever she wanted, while the rest of the people, who were still inside the room, looked at her strangely.

It was not a common occurrence for someone to associate with one of the gods, and was categorized as a god of destruction.

Yet, the nymph didn't care about that, he gave her a name and she would love to accompany him.

"You may go," Chaos said, after Blue was done tying his hair, as he stood up and walked away, as if nothing had happened to him. He left a trail of blood behind him.

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Blue came to his room again this evening and the flowers bloomed in her presence. She had literally made this huge bedroom turn into a small forest.

But this time, Chaos was not laying on the bed, he was sitting on the window sill, without wearing any clothes to cover his body, so the light of the moon fell on his skin and this fascinated her.

"I brought you more nectar, Lord Chaos," Blue said, as she approached him.

Chaos tilted his head, his hair was a mess, it was tied into a simple bun on top of his head. Blue recognized it was her handiwork. She had done that this evening after all the punishment had been delivered.

"I want to take a bath," Chaos said. He took the goblet from Blue's hands and chugged it down until the last drop and then gave it back to her.

"I will prepare it for you," Blue said.

"Hm…"

And after that, she walked toward the other door, which led her into another huge room, where there was a cistern in the middle of it. This place looked so gloomy and a little bit dark, thus she needed to light up fire to illuminate the dark parts of this place.

After that, Blue ran warm water in the cistern there, as she waited until the water became warm and she turned around to let Chaos know about this.

However, when she turned her body, she found him standing not too far from her, leaning his body against the wall, with his arms crossed in front of his chest. He was contemplating.

"I think this is warm enough," Blue said brightly. Her white hair looked so beautiful in this darkness.

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