Love Unspoken

Alexander crouched before her, his fingers threading through the fence to smooth the disheveled strands of hair from her face.

"You used to frequent Orion's kennels quite often. I was under the impression you held an affinity for his dogs. Or is it that you only like the dogs he rears?" Quinn vehemently shook her head. The distinction was stark. Orion nurtured well-mannered, obedient strays.

However, the beasts Alexander harbored were a different breed entirely. They were hunting dogs, ferocious creatures capable of tearing a man apart. Had she not mistaken, were those not cages of werewolves she had glimpsed?Why would he raise such malevolent creatures?

"What does that head shake mean? Do you like them or not?" Quinn's grip tightened on the fence as she met Alexander's gaze, her eyes unwavering.

Behind her, the dogs continued to regard her with predatory hunger, some even daring to mount her back.

A shiver of fear traced her spine as she released the fence, just as two dogs lunged and pinned her to the ground.

Quinn fell with a thud, her head colliding harshly with the ground, a sharp pain radiating from her forehead. Her vision swam into darkness momentarily. The dogs scampered over her, and she no longer had the strength to get up.

All she could manage was to weakly lift her head, tears pooling in her eyes, and plead to the man, gesturing to him to release her.

"Don't treat me like this."

Separated by the fence, she was a picture of chaos within, while he remained composed without.

He was clad in a black suit that resembled a swirling abyss under the sunlight, a stark contrast against the vibrant hues around him.

His gaze upon her was indifferent, as if she were just another dog in his kennel.

Suddenly, Quinn found herself unable to distinguish between the physical pain wracking her body and the emotional torment tearing at her heart.

All she felt was pain. And tears of agony welled up in her eyes.

Alexander remained crouched on the ground, his obsidian eyes fixed on her face, unblinking as he questioned, "You still haven't answered me. Why do you prefer Orion's dogs over mine? Is it because they are mine?"

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Quinn shook her head, her movements frantic.

"Then why do you wish to escape?"

Quinn struggled to form words with her trembling fingers.

"They...are too aggressive."

"Aggressive?" Alexander echoed leisurely, before suddenly barking, "Sit down!"

At his command, the unruly dogs gradually settled down, obediently sitting one by one. Their tongues lolled out, tails wagging in his direction. "See, aggressive?"

Quinn hesitantly turned her head, only to be met with the sight of over twenty dogs sitting docilely on the ground, their mouths agape as if grinning in appeasement.

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Alexander unlatched the fence, rose to his feet, and strode towards Quinn. He bent down to grasp Quinn's arm, hoisting her up.

Quinn wobbled to her feet, her legs shaky. She swayed towards Alexander for support. But he recoiled in revulsion, pushing her away.

Quinn stumbled back, colliding with the fence. Pressed against it, she looked up at Alexander through tear-blurred eyes.

He produced a handkerchief from his pocket, meticulously wiping his fingers as if they were tainted with something repugnant.

Indeed, the slobber and paw prints of the dogs were nauseating.

Quinn could even detect the foul stench emanating from her own body.

"So tell me, do you like them?" He continued to clean his fingers, his casual glance at her carrying an underlying tone of indifference, yet bearing an undeniable threat. Quinn's gaze fell on those dogs. She opened her mouth and then lowered her head again.