Another interesting chapter ahead!
So, a lot of you are wondering what a 'Willock' is. (Referring to Alina's species) You will find out later in this chapter, and some of the next chapter as well. I have also had readers tell me to do some of my own chapters besides the story, so this one will be one of my own, and just an extra. There will be more in the future as well.
The beginning is REALLY cheesy. Sorry everyone ;-;
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When we arrived back at the townhouse, Sebastian took me directly to my bedroom, while Ciel and Aunt An probably went to the Library to relax.
He set me down gently onto the side of my bed, kneeling in front of me to look into my eyes. They looked so full of kindness, but I could also see another emotion swirled in their depths.
Regret.
I looked back at him, still partly frightened of him, as I remembered he was an evil being, a demon. I thought that they couldn't feel emotion, and they especially shouldn't feel bad about anything. So why did it look that way?
Perhaps Ciel ordered him to. Ugh.
He took my hand in his gloved one, breaking me out of my trance.
"Miss Alina."
I felt my eyes widen a bit at the different title, this time saying my name in a sentence. Not first name basis, but close enough. He frowned, something that he rarely ever did when I was around him.
"Yes, Sebastian?" I asked timidly.
He was silent for a moment, then sighed. "May I ask why you were so brave as to bear the wound that was meant for me?"
I bit my lip. Of course that is the first thing he'd want to know.
"Remember I said it was my battle, and not yours anymore?" I replied. "I had enough of him hurting the people I loved, so that was the decision I made at that moment."
He grinned, and my heart skipped a beat. He slowly inched his face closer to mine, and I blushed, turning my face away. He was trying to make me have a heart attack, this freaking pedophile.
"Oh?" He asked teasingly. "So I am one of those people that you have said to 'love'? Where did this sudden emotion come from?"
He whispered that last part in my ear, and I turned to glare back at him. "I-It's just that you've always taken care of me, and helped me when I was feeling down, so I adored you for that. Not in the way you're thinking, though! I meant family wise!" Yea, I'll keep telling myself that to make myself feel better.
His grin widened. "It is rather useless to tell lies to me, Milady." He stated. "I can sense whatever emotion you are giving off, and one thing you shall know about me is that I am a fairly good lie detector."
Well, two can play at that game. "Well, can you also tell when you're lying yourself?" I fired back, earning a look of confusion from him.
"You lied to me first. You never told me you weren't human, and a demon at that!"
"You never asked."
I felt myself grow angry at his teasing, and I jabbed a finger into his chest, shocking him. "Actually, I did ask. And when I did, you didn't reply with the right answer. So was I supposed to just keep in the dark about all of this? Even though I was assisting you both with your duties, you just decided that if I didn't know anything, things would just go the same way?"
"And how about that little part about you eating Ciel's soul? Sweet, innocent, little Ciel…You think sooner or later, I wouldn't of found out? He would be gone, and then what? Where would you go after that? If you weren't gone at that point, what would you tell me? That he died in a carriage accident? Got kidnapped and was shot before you could act upon orders?"
My head drooped. "Or how about the part where I'm not human, either? My whole life has been nothing but a lie too, it seems. You couldn't at least feel the inhuman side of me? You couldn't tell me what I was? Why? Why have you all been keeping such important things from me? Am I really that unstable? Was it really that bad if I knew?"
I felt angry tears sprout in my eyes, and I wiped them. I've been crying too much lately. I looked back up at Sebastian, who was wearing a stunned expression.
"Are you going to say something, or n-"
My words were cut off when he pulled me into his embrace, stroking my hair gently. I grew red instantly, and began to struggle. He tightened his grip, and sat on the bed in my place, pulling me into his lap.
"I am sorry."
I stopped struggling, my breathing heavy.
Did he just apologize? And it sounded genuine, too.
I pulled back to look at him, and sure enough, he looked guilty, even more worried.
"It was not my intention to cause you distress. It was also not in my best interest to keep anything from you, but it was required. My Master had ordered me to keep quiet about such subjects, for he did not think you would be comfortable staying here, had you known that he made a contract with me, a demon."
I felt my mouth open, much like a fishes before it closed again.
Did he mean that Ciel actually wanted me to stay here? He really did care about me?
"So…Ciel does want me to be here?"
He chuckled, the simple gesture making a small smile slip from my face. "Young Master has taken a liking to you, Milady. He usually never admits it, but he does enjoy your company nonetheless."
I nodded understandingly, now fully attentive.
"Since he did call on me, it is in the contract that if I fulfill his wishes, I will be able to devour my Master's soul." I bowed my head at this, feeling worse. Ciel didn't deserve to die.
Sebastian put a finger under my chin, lifting it so I could meet his gaze. "Know this. The contract can never be revoked, unless I defy a direct order." He sighed at the sight of my freshly sprouted tears, wiping them away. "This is why the Master and I have not told you. Your usually happy demeanor would be wiped away in an instant. To be frank, when you are in the sourest of moods, it does not 'sit well' with me, as you would say."
I bit my lip in frustration. I don't know if I would be able to handle it if Ciel was gone. He may always be stern and stiff, but that is just his way of trying to be strong.
"As for the part of you being inhuman…" Sebastian continued, earning a curious look from me.
"Surprisingly, I did not have the fondest idea that you were not human."
Wow, that shocked me big time. I assumed a little more quickly then intended.
"I did smell something different about you when you first arrived at the manor, and Grell only confirmed my suspicion. I did not see you as a threat, considering you seemed completely unaware. The smell only began to grow when you felt a rather strong emotion, like when you were having a nightmare, or when you were angry."
"I-I had no idea…" I whispered. All this time…but, what was a 'Willock'?
"Do you have any idea what a 'Willock' is? Or why Grell said my Father was looking for me?"
He put a hand on his chin in thought. "I have only met one other in my lifetime, for they are an endangered species. It is said that there is only six left in existence. Most of them are said to be in hiding. They are supposed to be very dangerous, and quite ferocious creatures."
I shook my head in disbelief. I'm not like that, though! I wouldn't hurt a fly! My protective instincts are the only thing about me that are vicious.
I sighed. "What am I really? What is it that I'm capable of?" I spoke quietly.
He raised a brow in what looked to be amusement. "Surely you must know by now?" he questioned.
"You are a Castor. In other words, you are much like a witch. But you are powerful, so it would be appropriate for you to be called a Goddess, or something similar to the sort."
I was pretty sure that my eyes were more wide then a dinner plate's. Me? A witch? Er, Castor? Even a Goddess? All my life, I have never known I could be some sort of magical being, but here I am, in a completely different time, just figuring out I'm a Goddess of sorts! This was something that was so hard to fathom.
"You must know that no matter what situation you are in, or what species you are, I will not harm you." He nuzzled his nose in my hair, and I could hear him breathe in. He was quite content. I kept listening.
"Once again, I apologize for the misfortune that has so recently come your way. Any secret that was previously kept from you, is now known. I vow on my duty as the Phantomhive butler, that nothing will be kept a secret from you from now on." He looked like a sad puppy, his face taking on a look of pure innocence. "Forgive me for all of the troubles I have bestowed upon you."
I paused, looking at him calmly. I hated it when he gave me that look. It made me feel guilty inside.
I slowly wrapped my arms around his neck, gaining a surprised expression from him. He returned the gesture, pulling me closely.
"You're forgiven," I muttered, defeated. "I'm sorry for yelling at you, it's just I'm so stressed about everything, since it's a lot to take in."
I felt him nod his head. "Quite right. I can believe anyone taking as much information as you are at the moment would be in a panicked state. It is understandable." He pulled back, once again looking at me worriedly.
"Even so, that is not all of the shock you have yet to take in."
I raised an eyebrow in confusion. Not all?
"What do you mean?" I asked, suspicion lacing my voice.
He paused, then gave a sly smirk.
Oh no. I don't like that look.
In a flash, I was pinned under him on the bed. I blushed furiously, my cheeks heating up.
"W-What are you doing?!" I squeaked out as he boldly ran his nose over the side of my neck.
This is the day I'm going to die. I just know it.
"There is one thing in particular I have not mentioned to you yet."
He pulled back, his eyes glowing in their demonic form. I fought the urge to shrink under his gaze.
"In a demon's lifetime, they are given a mate. This particular mate is kept for life, and not like the human's would take a partner for a specific time limit. Sadly, it could take thousands of years for his mate to show up. Once found, they are bound for eternity."
I raised an eyebrow. "Sebastian, what are you getting at?"
A sly, teasing grin reached his face. "Why, Milady, it just so happens that you are my said mate."
My mouth dropped open, and I gazed at him in utter horror.
I'm his mate?
I'm a demon's mate?
Is that even possible? I'm Christian, for Christ sake!
"B-But…" I began, earning a chuckle from him.
"There is no buts about it, Alina." He decided that this was the appropriate time to change to first name basis, saying it for the first time. "I have waited almost three thousand years for you, albeic kinan."
His last words made a shiver go down my spine, his eyes glowed as he spoke the unfamiliar language to me. A frown marred my forehead.
"What did you say just now?"
He smiled, caressing my cheek. I don't know how much I was blushing, but it must have been a lot, because my whole face burned.
"Ah, do forgive me. I spoke in my demonic tongue. The words translate to, 'my heart.'"
I felt my blush deepen, if that was even freaking possible. I resisted the urge to let out a long, dragged 'Awwwwwwww'. The moment felt so cheesy, but he was adorable!
I let out a long breath of air that I was holding in.
"How do you know that, though? You can't just assume I'm your mate, just by looking at me." I gave a look of bewilderment. "Can you?"
He smirked. "A demon's mate gives off a very intoxicating smell. It attracts us to them the minute we find them. They also have the mate mark, which can be anywhere on the body. I am sure you know of the burning sensation you have been feeling lately? On the bottom of your back, I presume?"
I let out a gasp. So that really was what he was glaring at! I pushed him off me, surprised that he let me go this time, and ran over to the mirror.
"Sebastian, help me." I lifted my arms so he could take the dress off.
He nodded, bounding over to me and lifting the material over my head. He tackled my corset in record time, and grabbed a smaller mirror off of the nightstand, handing it to me.
"If you do not believe me, it is right there."
I held the mirror out in front of me, the mirror behind me reflecting off of it. Sure enough, there was a star-shaped pentagram, about the size of a baseball, on the small of my back. I blinked.
Sebastian blocked my view of the mirror, standing behind me and touching the tattoo-like mark. "You bear my mark, the one that sits upon my right hand." He pulled said hand's glove off with his teeth, showing me. "This is the particular mark that I also put on my prey, or potential contractors."
When he touched the mark with his, it gave off a purple glow, and a fuzzy feeling, almost ticklish, came over my body. I giggled, earning a smile from him. "This mark let's other fellow demon's know that you are mine, and that you belong to me."
I turned around, giving him a glare. "Don't say it like I'm some sort of possession, Sebastian."
He chuckled, hugging me closely while putting his hand back on my mark, the same sensation flowing over me. "I do not mean that as it sounds, Milady. We are very protective and possessive of our mates, and we do not share. The simple matter of doing so would cause endless battles between us. That is why you give off a smell that only I know, and bear my mark."
I looked down, shifting my weight from one foot to the other. "So, I smell bad to other demons?" I asked questionably.
He chuckled, the sound vibrating through his chest. I loved it when he did that.
"No, Alina." He said my name again. Swoon. "To them, you smell like me. That way, they know you are my mate."
I nodded in understanding. "What do I smell like to you?" I asked, tilting my head in question.
He stroked my hair back, pulling a stray strand behind my ear. "It is quite a lovely smell. It is a scent that consists of raspberries and vanilla, with a hint of cinnamon, due to the mating smell. That is part of the reason why I knew you were my mate." To emphasize his words, he put his nose at the crook of my neck, breathing in deeply.
Ohmygodohmygodohmygod. Please don't hallucinate, pleasepleasepleaseplease….
He pulled back up to look at me, smirking deviously. "We have yet to tell the Young Master about this little discovery, so it would be wise to rest before we bewilder him to the point of no return." He picked me up, carrying me over to the bed and placing me down. He swiftly switched my day clothes out with a nightgown, and before I knew it, I was under the covers, falling asleep.
I gave one last glance to my 'mate', a genuine smile on his face. "May your dreams be most pleasant, Alina."
He said my name with such love, it was too good to be true. He leaned down, kissing me on the cheek with a butterfly brush of his lips. I gave a small smile.
So this is what it was like to be loved? To belong to someone and be with them?
Maybe finding all of this information out wasn't such a bad thing.
I smirked, and with that last thought, I shut my eyes, falling into slumber.
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The next morning, I sat with Ciel and Madam Red in the little Earl's study. They sat side by side while I sat across, studying me until I spoke up. Sebastian, who usually stood by Ciel's side, was standing by my chair.
"So…" I began, the situation feeling all the more awkward.
"Tell us what you both know."
I flinched under his piercing gaze, suddenly becoming interested in the ties on my dress. It was hard enough to tell him what I was, and I could guarantee that he wouldn't be happy when he found out that Sebastian and I were mates.
I took a deep breath. "As you both know, I'm not human." I decided to start with that first.
They nodded, showing their understanding.
"I wasn't aware of this either until yesterday, so bear with me. Thanks to the information Sebastian has given me, I learned that I'm some sort of…uh…"
I scratched the side of my head, feeling uneasy. "To just put it out there, I'm some sort of witch or something. It's called a Willock."
Madam raised a brow in confusion. "How interesting. So that explains the completely different transformation that you occurred, then."
I nodded, continuing. "I don't know what I'm capable of, and I don't know if I should be here, but if it's okay with you, Ciel," I directed my gaze to him. "I'd like to still stay with you, if it's not too much trouble."
He scoffed. "You have been living with me for quite some time, so why would I be so foolish as to kicking you out now?" He gave a smirk.
I smiled back. So I guess that was his way of saying he didn't mind?
"I'll learn as much as I can about what I am and what I can do. But there's one other thing too that you both don't know…" I stole a glance at Sebastian, and he smirked down at me.
"My Lord, if I may be so bold to ask for your permission to speak."
Ciel nodded, accepting his request.
"This may shock you quite a bit, but it is mandatory that you know." He put a hand over his heart as he bowed to the Earl.
"It has come to my attention that Miss Alina is my mate."
I jumped when Ciel shot up out of his seat, "What are you saying, Sebastian? Your mate? What is the meaning of this?!" he snapped at the stoic butler.
Sebastian chuckled, clearly amused. "We are destined to love each other."
The room became eerily silent when his words rang out. Ciel's eyes showed that he was unbelieving, and he opened his mouth to speak. I spoke before he could.
"Ciel, I know it's hard to believe, even I doubted it at first."
I leaned over and patted his head, earning a startled look from him. "I promise, even if I am his mate, he will still be your butler. I won't hog him all to myself, and you won't have to worry about him protecting you, because I will, too."
He looked at me with his big, deep sea blue eyes.
Eyes so full of sadness, and revenge.
I would protect him, no matter what.
I removed my hand, and his eyes widened. "How did you do that?"
I raised a dark brow. "Do what?" I asked suspiciously.
He blinked, collecting himself before he sat down. "When you touched me," he put a hand under his chin and looked away stubbornly. "Everything that I was feeling was washed away with a sort of calmness."
My mouth opened agape. "I-I did that?"
He nodded, and I thought I could see a small smile playing on his lip.
"It cannot be helped," he sighed. "If it is your 'destiny', or so you call it, then I must not intervene. But this cannot get in the way of our contract." He glared at Sebastian.
"I assure you, Master," Sebastian retorted, grinning at Ciel. "It will not come between our covenant."
The young Earl nodded, then looked back at me. "I will allow this, though it is quite amusing that you seem most happy about the situation."
I laughed wholeheartedly. At least he approved of us being mates. It would be a hassle having some sort of relationship behind his back.
My laugh didn't last long when I felt myself being squashed. I realized that Madam Red decided to hug the life out of me.
"I don't care what you are, you will always be like a daughter to me!" She hugged me harder, and I coughed drastically. It added on to the corsets pain. Just lovely.
"L-Love you t-too Aunt An." I wheezed out, sucking in a deep breath as soon as she let me go.
"You're just the cutest thing!" She commented, ruffling my hair.
I smiled. I knew it was a good idea to save her. I don't know where I would be if she was gone. Even worse, Ciel would be lost.
I looked over to Sebastian, who was giving me the same Cheshire grin, as always. He turned to Ciel.
"If the Master is parched, I will be obligated to prepare tea."
Said boy nodded, and signaled the go ahead for him.
I stared out the window, noticing the pure white substance for the very first time. I squealed, running over to window.
"It's snowing!"
The duo looked at me in amusement. "Yes, it will begin to get quite cold from now on." Ciel stated, waving a hand in dismissal.
Okay, it might seem childish, but I love snow. It never snowed in San Diego, so I never got a chance to ever play in it. Every Christmas, I wished for it to snow down, but of course, my wish never came true.
Well, this is one of the perks of traveling back in time!
I ran towards the door, swerving around the corner to the townhouse's stairs.
In my rush, I ran into something hard, falling backwards and hitting the floor with a loud 'oof'.
Looking back up, I saw Sebastian just barely catch the tea set in his hands as it flew up into the air. He looked down at me disapprovingly, but a smile adorned his face.
"Ah," he sighed, pulling me off of the floor. "Running in the corridors, how unladylike." He chuckled, taking a hand to caress my cheek. I blushed a little, still not use to the loving gesture.
"Sorry," I mumbled.
"I wanted to go outside and see the snow."
He shook his head, placing a hand against his forehead. "You must ask me to accompany you next time, Alina." Oh my god. I hope this was becoming a habit of him saying my name.
"It is quite chilly out, and if you went without a coat, you would become ill."
I grinned knowingly. "Well, how about you go serve that tea, then have everyone come out when they're done?"
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"How dare you throw such a large snowball at me!"
Ciel managed to throw one past my face, just barely hitting me. I laughed, pointing at him.
"See, your aim sucks! Try again, little Lord!"
He turned a bright red, fuming while still throwing what seemed like endless amounts of snowballs.
It was partly my fault why things were happening this way. After they had their tea, Sebastian escorted Madam and Ciel outside, where I was already building an attempted snowman. I was still failing miserably, though.
Aunt An came to help me build it, while Ciel was still standing as still as a statue, just watching us. Considering he wouldn't do anything, I decided throwing a snowball at him.
If only I knew it wouldn't cause such a mess of a snowball fight.
My coat was completely covered in snow, as was Ciel's and Madam Red's. We continued arguing and throwing snow at one another, of course I was having the most fun out of all of them.
Only one of us stood watching, and I bet you could have guessed.
Sebastian.
He stood as stiff as ever, at the bottom of the steps. His hands were behind his back, and he was looking in dull fascination at the scene before him.
Pouting, I walked over to him, my hands on my hips. I gained an amused smile from Sebastian, who was still not changing his demeanor.
"Why have you stopped playing, Milady?" He asked.
I frowned at the change of title. "You didn't say my name this time."
He sighed, putting a hand on my head. "It would be wise to refrain from doing so unless we are alone. My Master would see it as disrespectful, as would most people of this time."
I nodded understandingly, and tilted my head in confusion. "Why won't you come and build with us?"
Not that I wasn't having any fun, but it would be better if we all had a fight with the cold, white substance.
He smirked, highly amused at my disappointment. "Servants do not participate in such activities."
I frowned, pulling on his hand towards the other two. "Well, whatever he has to say can wait. Everyone deserves a break now and then."
I tried pulling harder, but the stoic butler wouldn't budge. He looked at me with a boring look.
I huffed, stomping a foot on the ground. I wouldn't have it. "Please Sebastian? Just for a little while?"
"I will pass."
Okay, fine. He could have it his way.
Thinking of a brilliant idea, I turned and walked away from him, the front side of me not visible to his eye. "Okay," I began.
I called the element of ice in my hands, creating a snowball instead of picking one off the frozen ground. Hey, I'm getting pretty good at this!
"Since you won't lighten up, even for a second, I will help you."
With those words, I turned around and threw the snowball at his face, surprised him as it pelted him. Even I was shocked at how fast I threw it.
I laughed, falling over and clutching my stomach as I rolled around in the snow. "Got you!"
I opened my eyes, blurry from the humorous tears, but quickly schooled my expression because of the one Sebastian was giving me.
He looked at me with a chillingly cold expression, his eyes glowing in anger as the wet snow dripped off of his nose and chin. I really didn't like that look.
It looked as if he was going to kill me.
He began to walk towards me, his long strides eating of the space between him and I, and the glare still present on his face.
My eyes widened in horror. What was he going to do to me?
I scooted back, still on the ground due to not getting up in time.
I backed into a tree trunk, which was bad luck for me because it stopped my movement. It didn't matter though, since Sebastian was already in front of me, glaring down at me as if I were a bug that needed to be squashed.
I shut my eyes tightly. "Please don't hurt me. I won't throw any more snowballs, I swear!"
Silence.
And then chuckling.
Wait, chuckling?
I opened them again, looking up to see that he was stifling a laugh behind one of his hands.
He reached down, pulling me up and into his warm embrace, startling me. I thought he wanted to hurt me?
I looked at him in confusion, and he smiled at me, his eyes no longer glowing fuchsia. "I would never hurt you." He told me, stroking my hair back. "Never."
"Even if I made you angrier than that?" I questioned.
He grinned, running a hand seductively down my arm. I shivered, giving him a playful glare. "It is impossible for a demon to hurt his mate," he began. "It goes against our very being. It has never happened before, and it will never happen in the future, I presume."
I was shocked at this. He must have endless amounts of patience, then.
"I'm still sorry," I muttered pitifully.
He let out a rumble that vibrated through his chest, and I giggled. He sounded like he was purring, it was so cute.
"Did you just purr?"
He raised an eyebrow. "Mate, I do not purr, I rumble." He said with as much dignity as he could muster.
Huh. So he wouldn't admit something, for the very first time.
I was too busy spacing out to notice the big blanket of snow he dropped on me.
I yelled in anger, about to do the same, but then Sebastian moved out of my reach. A sly smirk was on his face, as if he was mocking me.
"Oh, you're so going to get it."
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Eh, kind of a gushy chapter, wouldn't you agree?
I was completely clueless as to what to do for this chapter, but I promise next time it will have a lot more detail. It didn't take me long to write this, but I wasn't really in the writing mood when I finished it. Oh well.
R&R! And thanks for reading!
~M~
