EYES WIDE OPEN

CHAPTER 4

Magnus' POV

I just couldn't stop thinking about Alexander, the sweet little boy who seems to have captured my heart without realizing. I found out some incredible things about him; for instance he is a Nephilim-Merman hybrid, and he still has full usage of his runes, has control of his transformation (unless unconscious), he is definitely playing for my team. If you know what I mean...and not only that, but the gorgeous creature presented whilst in my arms...and he turned out to be one delicious smelling omega. And within seconds of smelling his omega frangrance, I felt possessive of him. He was mine. I wanted him. My heart rate had shot through the roof and I wanted nothing more than to latch my teeth onto the side of his neck, and suck on his jugular vein; marking him as my own. My train of thought had been rather abruptly cut short when I realized he was whimpering, and smelt of anxiety. I had no idea what I did wrong. He was having a full blown panic attack. And then he just passed out. So I took him out of the water as he had asked earlier, changed him back using my magic. And carried him bridal-style to his bedroom. And that was 20 minutes ago...and I still couldn't get those ocean blue eyes out of my mind. And before I knew it I found myself in the same corridor as Alexander's room. I was about to turn around and try to find something else to think about. But I was frozen in my tracks. I heard whimpering and sobbing. I smelt omega pheromones, and they spoke disturbingly of depression, sadness and fear.

The strangest thing was that the whimpering ceased rather suddenly. And was followed by the floral smell of peace. I heard nothing just the silence. And that's when I smelt it. Blood. Lots of blood. Omega blood.

Alec was in trouble. I ran faster than I have in my entire existence, my mind was a blur of pure fear. My Alec, Alec, my omega. I reached for the handle...it was locked dammit!, the smell of blood was so much stronger from outside the door. What had happened to him?? I magiked the door open, and I was momentarily confused. Where was Alec?...the room was trashed. Clothes everywhere. Photographs were thrown carelessly to the ground. His bed sheets were messed up. It looked like a bomb had hit his room.

But where was Alec?

I did a quick sweep of the room, and I saw light coming from under another door, I tried to open it; I could smell so much of Alec's blood and I was scared out of my mind-of course it's locked. So with another wave of my hand, the lock clicked open. I swung the door open so fast that it nearly came off it's hinges...and nearly wept at the image that was seared into my mind, a burning image that will forever stay in my mind...

Alec was hunched over against the wall, his skin was ghastly pale. More so than usual. And the room smelt of so much blood that the coppery smell could make your eyes water. But my eyes were already watering, I was sobbing.

Alec was lying there, his body looked drained of life. His clothes were drenched in blood. And there were hundreds of cuts along both his arms, from elbow to wrist. And the weapon was laying in a pool of its victims blood. A razor blade.

I acted without thinking. I checked for a pulse. It was there, but barely. It was thrumming weakly like that of a butterfly that knew escape was unlikely. With each beat it weakened, with each pulse it gave up. Alec was dying. Right here in front of me.

I wouldn't let this happen. I don't know why I'm so attached to this stupid nephilim. But he can't get rid of me this easily.

I summoned all the magic I had in my being, I summoned magic that the princes of hell would envy, my magic was flowing uncontrolled and untamed through my body. I was accessing magic that I never knew I had. I was calling upon my father, and the magic I knew I'd inherited. Calling on magic I had, but had buried.

I put my hands on Alec's shredded arms, while the tears streamed down my face. Mixing with the river of red I was kneeling in.

"STAY WITH ME ALEXANDER! DONT YOU DARE LEAVE ME!" I screamed, I sobbed and I begged over and over again. My head was getting lighter. And with each bolt of magic I sent into Alec, the further I drifted...Alec's skin was slowly but surely mending itself, stitching its self back together. I forced the blood back into his body and commanded it to keep him alive.

The last thing I remember before everything went dark.

The cold hand I was grasping onto for dear life, gently squeezed mine back.

Okay so there you go guys!!! I hope u liked reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. I will probably update again tonight. But imma take a break for a bit.

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New chapter soon! Stay with me earthlings. It will be worth it.

Low key Smut and hardcore angst coming in next chapter.