CHAPTER 133
AUTHOR'S POV
Zendaya had gone looking for Alexander the next day, but it was much harder than she expected or was it?
She did not exchange numbers or even take anything that could help her find him. Plus she could not possibly ask someone from her pack to help her.
Zendaya groaned and ruffled her hair.
A week has passed now and still no change. Same results every day, she was unable to find him.
Unknown to her Alexander had also been coming out to look for her, he was not also sure how she would find him and also not sure how he should find her.
Then he thought of something, the marketplace, where they met for the first time, he had asked them a favor, he knew some market women, and so he had asked them if they had seen Zendaya.
Most of them said they had seen someone like that but were not sure, while others said they had not.
"Could you please direct her to this place, if you come across her?", He said to just three of them, "Ask her if she knows me and this question, if she gets it correctly, then she is the one, you can then show her the direction to come too," he explained it to them carefully and when he was certain they understood, he could only hope his plane works, or Zendaya finds him.
Alexander thought he was acting weird, it's just he wanted to know more about her, she felt so comfortable to be around and all that, and he also felt attracted to her, that he could not help himself.
Meanwhile, Wilson, on the other hand, had done a series of tests on his prisoner werewolf, taking different samples, using them to do numerous kinds of tests.
Throughout the week, things became harder for the werewolf because Wilson had refused to feed him or even give him water, who could hold on for long, but he was drying up.
Since that might affect whatever he was doing, Wilson decided to cut off the starving punishment and give the werewolf some food.
The werewolf was skeptical at first, as always and Wilson had to eat whatever he brought first, before the werewolf would agree to eat it.
When the werewolf finally ate it, and drank water, rushing like his life depended on it, which it did, Wilson had a smirk on his face, for him, this was payback but in a lower form, "Lesson learned?", Wilson asked the werewolf, who just ignored him as usual.
Wilson gripped his cheeks and squeezed hard, he had given the werewolf a shot after eating, and so he was still weak, "You do know you are a dog right?", Wilson started.
The werewolf in his mind said, "It took you long enough to show your real self."
"Should I make you bark for me? Lick my feet you stubborn creature?", Wilson said, getting upset, he wanted answers, he wanted the werewolf to talk, tell him things, but this stupid silent treatment just kept pissing Wilson off.
And so he punched the werewolf straight in the face, shook his fist and laughed like a psychopath, "Why won't you talk? Why won't you answer my questions?", Wilson screamed at the werewolf.
"You are getting acid all over me", The werewolf retaliated, not holding back, "You are only alive because I am weak, we both know you cannot take me down and so this is not even fair, stop feeding your ego with false hopes and borrowed pride, more like stolen."
Another punch came and a few more, "You still have the energy to talk, huh?", Wilson spat at the werewolf after punching him on his face until the werewolf started bleeding from his lips and nose.
Unknown to Wilson, the werewolf gathered blood and saliva that pooled in his mouth and when Wilson came close, the werewolf spat on him.
Wilson recoiled in shock as the blood and saliva landed in his face. His eyes widened in horror at that degrading and unexpected act from his prisoner.
Immediately, he took a step back, his hands flying to his face to wipe away the blood and saliva mixed.
Wilson shuddered in disgust from the warm, sticky fluid that coated his skin.
He got extra wipes and wiped his face.
Anger boiled within Wilson as he processed everything that just happened with being spat on. His face was filled with reach, and he clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white with tension.
In rage, Wilson lunged at the werewolf and delivered swift and punishing blows, by the time he was done with the werewolf, there were bruises all off the werewolf, the silver cuffs had dug into the werewolf skin, causing more pain and wounds.
The werewolf was no longer healing as quickly as before, maybe due to the silver doze he was always given and how Wilson treated him, he was getting weak every passing moment and wondered if he would ever be able to escape this place or remain a prisoner forever.
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"You made it," Alexander said with a smile on his face as he spotted Zendaya from afar, nervously looking around.
When she sighted him, she had a big smile on her face and waves at him, "Finally," she said in her mind as they walked up to each other, "It's so good to see you again," Zendaya said.
"Me too," Alexander confirmed as they wanted to go in for a hug or a handshake but was not sure which, in the end they settled for a kiss on the cheek.
"Do you want to go in? My house is around the corner," Alexander offered, "There is food, fruits, whatever you want, hopefully they can be provided."
Zendaya debated if she should, she could see his house from where she stood, and it did not sound like a bad idea right?
"I promise, no harm will come to you", Alexander reassured her as he noticed her pondering.
"Alright then", Zendaya finally agreed and walked to his house together.
Finally, they reached and Alexander walked in, while Zendaya waited out, "Oh, come in, come in."
Zendaya smiled and went in.
"Please, make yourself at home", Alexander was so sweet and gentle, "Is there anything in particular you would like to eat or drink? Water? Juice? Fruits?"
"Fruits will be fine," Zendaya said, gratefully.
"You know what? Why don't you just join me and the kitchen, pick whatever fruits you want," Alexander offered.
Zendaya declined because she felt it was not right, but after so many asking and pleading from Alexander she chuckled and got up, finally accepting.
The both of them were in the kitchen laughing and eating their fruits, getting to know each other more when someone walked in, "Oh, Good day sir," Zendaya said quickly, arranging herself, "What's this his father?", Zendaya thought.
"And who do we have here?", the man said with a welcoming smile, which reduced Zendaya's nervousness.
"Forgive my manners," Alexander said as he got carried away while watching how cute Zendaya was being, "Dad, this is a new friend, Zendaya."
Alexander went on to introduce them to each other, "And Zendaya, this is my Dad, Wilson."