Chapter 55 - To Pretend

Right after their sumptuous meal, Raine ordered some cocktail drinks for the two of them. She also ordered two bottles of strong red wine to get drunk with. Well, she really just wanted to test how far her tolerance went for alcohol, as well as she wanted to be wild and free at that moment.

Tyrone, meanwhile, simply kept his silence as he watched her do whatever she wanted. 

"Let's go!" Raine shouted on top of her lungs as she held the two bottles of wine, hugging them both within her arms as she stood up and walked out the terrace towards the seashore.

There were bright lights along the way, so she still could see the small waves passing through the shore. Removing her sandals, she walked barefoot through the water. Behind her, Tyrone picked up her sandals and quietly followed Raine.

She felt a little dizzy as the alcohol began to wreak havoc in her system. Before she knew it,  she was sitting on the sand with Tyrone beside her. She was in a playful mood and wanted to tease him, so she handed him one bottle and said, "Cheers." 

Tyrone watched wordlessly as Raine drank the wine directly from the bottle.

"Ah, this feels good. Just hearing those waves and feeling the ocean breeze? It would be nice if we waited for sunrise and watched it from here, don't you think?" Raine practically slurred out as she continued drinking.

"Was it so bad? That nightmare?" Tyrone asked.

"Yeah. I dreamt of you killing me, so it's really bad," Raine almost laughed. 

She didn't even bother to mention Nathaniel and how Tyrone was a werewolf in that dream. She didn't want to compare Tyrone with Nathaniel anymore. She just wanted to convince herself that they were two different people since Nathaniel had a reason to kill and hurt her, while Tyrone didn't have any reason to do such things. Nathaniel had the possibility of becoming a werewolf since his mother was a werewolf. But Tyrone?

Raine shook her head, trying hard to convince herself that Tyrone and Nathaniel were not the same.

"Don't worry about it. It's just some silly dream, so you shouldn't be bothered by it," Tyrone reassured with a bit of teasing. "You do know that you're stronger than me, so it won't be possible for me to kill you. It's probably even the opposite, like you killing me…" 

Raine turned to him, "I know, right? That's why it's such a bad dream. How could an ordinary human like you kill me that easily?"

Tyrone massaged his nape and mumbled, "You don't know me that well though."

"Well, I know that you're a warm person, and that's more than enough for me. Nothing else matters," Raine whispered.

Raine drank straight from the bottle again, so Tyrone asked, "Is your alcohol tolerance even high enough for that?"

"We'll see. I'm honestly not a good drinker, but I'm curious to know if I'll get drunk or not," she chuckled. "Or maybe I already am…" 

Tyrone silently watched as she drank like what was inside the bottle was just water. He would've stopped her, but he just let Raine do whatever she wanted since he was with her to keep her safe. He knew that Raine didn't tell him everything about her nightmare. Based on her alcohol consumption, he was sure there was more to it than just him trying to kill her.

Raine murmured after another swig before turning to him. "Do you get drunk easily?" she asked, staring at Tyrone.

"I'm not really sure," Tyrone answered. "I haven't had anything beyond two glasses of any kind of alcoholic drink."

"Oh, I see. Tomorrow, we have a retreat in the hospital, and I cheated the grouping so that we'll be at the first batch with Xander. You can tell my uncle that he doesn't have to worry about it anymore. I'll complete the mission during the retreat, so he should just stay put," Raine mumbled. 

Taking yet another swig, it was only when she stopped feeling the hot liquid running down her throat that she noticed that the bottle was already empty. In response, she grabbed the other one from Tyrone's hand.

"Huh, I feel dizzy," Raine mumbled out, resting her head on Tyrone's shoulders.

"You should stop. I think you've had enough," Tyrone whispered as he took the second bottle away from her. To his surprise, it was also almost empty.

"Ah, I want your warmth. Let's go home so you can cuddle with me," Raine slurred out.

At her words, Tyrone moved, carrying Raine back to the car in one swift motion. She looked so meek when drunk, far too quiet, with her cheeks burning red in intoxication. 

The penthouse wasn't far, so it only took them five minutes before they arrived. Carrying her all the way up the building, Tyrone was just about to enter the bedroom when she suddenly threw up in his arms. 

"Oh, my head is spinning. I can't believe I'm feeling like this," Raine groaned out with her eyes closed.

"Can you bathe on your own?" Tyrone asked as he ushered her into the bathroom. 

Raine didn't answer. He or not it was out of her being drunk or being sick, he couldn't tell. Still, she needed a shower to get rid of her the vomit sticking to her right now.

Taking matters into his own hands, he prepared the bathtub with lukewarm water and put her down under the shower to help her sober up.

"Ah!" Raine yelped in surprise as soon as she felt the water gushing through her body. She opened her eyes and glared at Tyrone.

"You need to clean up," Tyrone muttered.

Raine's eyes brightened, "Ah, we're here to play, right?"

Tyrone frowned and stared at her in disbelief.

"Let's play in the water!" Raine burst out.

In that instant, she grabbed the showerhead and pointed it to Tyrone's face, laughing all the while as she drenched him with her delirious cackling.

Tyrone shielded himself. He truly didn't know whether she was acting out of drunkenness or if it was just her natural craziness.

"Ah! What's that smell?! It stinks!" Raine childishly complained as she quickly removed all of her clothes in front of Tyrone. She then walked to the bathtub and sunk her body in the water. With eyes closed, she sighed, "Ah, this is nice..."

Meanwhile, Tyrone struggled inside the shower area, separated from a naked Raine only by a sliding door. He closed it and immediately took a quick breath, all while cursing as he looked down. He was already too hard with Raine's naked body imprinting itself in his thoughts, torturing him with no limits.

"This isn't good," Tyrone whispered as he quickly finished his own shower and put on his robes.

Walking out, he saw Raine at the bathtub with her eyes closed. 

"Are you awake?" Tyrone asked.

"My head's spinning around. I feel like I'm not awake at all," Raine moaned in discomfort. "Can you please brush my teeth for me? I can taste something awful inside my mouth. I feel so weak that I can barely move a finger."

Yes, she was drunk, but she was still in her right mind.. However, she wanted to pretend she was too drunk so that she could take advantage of Tyrone. Was it an evil thing to do?