Chapter 4

Maliya's POV.

"How did this even happen?" I mumbled to myself. I still don't understand how my hair went from brown to blonde just like that. It made no sense, another thing that doesn't make sense to me is that big guy, Miguel.

Mate?

I scoffed, shook my head in disbelief, and then tied my hair in a ponytail leaving a few strands in front to frame my face. I changed into the clothes he bought me. It smelled the same as the previous shirt I had on so I knew it was his clothes, only the smell on this one was a little stronger, I can't explain why. I quickly put on the clothes and exited the room in search of Miguel, I needed my phone and to get out of here. Angy will be going crazy with worry at the moment especially if she finds out what happened between I and Angelo.

I walked out of the room and down the stairs when the smell of food hit me and I realized just how hungry I was. I couldn't remember the last time I ate anything. Just like that, I forgot about my phone and I just focused on getting something in my stomach.

"Hey Mali, we made something for you to eat. Come join us." Tanya called immediately she spotted me.

I couldn't hold back my smile. The girl is cute, really cute, and sweet. I find that very refreshing even. Being an only child, I have always wanted a baby sister or brother but of course, that never happened. Losing my mum nearly killed my dad, according to what I heard and what I saw while growing up, my dad never entertained the idea of marrying someone else and he never got another mate either. My mum was his one True Mate.

"What did you make?" I asked her.

She shrugged her shoulders. "I am not sure. Nana made it, she should know."

I entered the kitchen and sure enough, I saw an older woman in the kitchen. She had a soft smile on her face, I have a feeling that was like a permanent smile.

"Hi, I am Maliya." I greeted her. I was unsure of how I was supposed to greet her.

Her smile got even brighter. "Oh, I know that already. Tanya and Troy won't stop talking about you. Call me Nana, everyone does."

I looked down at Troy at the mention of his name. "He has been talking about me?" I asked.

She nodded. "I think he might have a little crush on you."

"Funny that, I haven't heard him speak yet. Hi Troy." I greeted him.

He blushed and hid behind Nana's skirt.

"He is a very shy boy but don't be deceived, he is evil," Tanya said.

Troy peeped and glared at her before hiding behind Nana's skirt again.

"Sit down, Maliya," Nana said softly. I sat on one of the stools in the kitchen and Nana placed a plate of what looked like pasta in my front. I don't know exactly what it was but it looked delicious and I was famished.

I took the first bite and in no time I was done eating.

"I haven't seen your brother around. Do you know where he is?" I asked Tanya and Troy.

"He is working in his office at the moment," Troy replied shyly.

"Oh, can you take me there? I need to see him, it is kind of urgent."

He looked wary. "Huh-uh, Miguel gets mad anytime we disturb him."

"I promise I won't tell him you took me there. I can just say I stumbled upon his office while searching for him." I told him.

Tanya laughed. "It is kinda hard to deceive Miguel."

"Try impossible," Troy added.

"Please, it is very important."

I need to get my phone and get out of here as soon as possible. I have nowhere to go. I can't go back to the Silvermoon pack not after I was rejected that way especially not when Stella witnessed the whole thing. Stella is a blabbermouth, she does not know how to shut up. I am pretty sure that by now everyone in the pack knows exactly what happened between me and Angelo but of course, she would leave out the fact that she was having an affair with my husband.

He is no longer your husband, Maliya.

"I will take you there." Tanya offered.

"Thank you, baby girl."

We headed for Miguel's office and soon enough, we stopped in front of a door that I assumed was the door to his office. Tanya turned to look at me and smiled sheepishly.

"Go in." She urged me.

I raised my hand to knock on the door but she stopped my hand midway and shook her head.

"No, no, you don't have to knock. I bet he already knows we are out here. Just go in and good luck." She said and bounced off. I watched her go down the stairs for about two seconds before I took a deep breath and opened the door to the office.

I was immediately hit with the familiar spicy smell that was Miguel. The room was thick with his smell, the wolf scent and woodsy smell mixed so naturally. The smell did unspeakable things to my inside.

"Missed me already?" The sound of his voice snapped me out of my reverie.

I couldn't find him, the only light in the room was coming from the little lamp on the table. The curtains were drawn and the room was so dark that it made it hard to locate him.

"Right here, honey." He breathed in my ear and the hairs on my neck rose in response to his closeness.

It made no sense, the feeling that his closeness evoked in me, even his presence alone did ridiculous things to my body. It made no fucking sense so I won't be paying attention to it.

I turned to face him. "Why is it so dark in here?"

He shrugged. I think he did, I couldn't tell but I know I saw his shoulders move.

"That's how I like it." He said. "And I can see you just fine." He added.

"But I can't see you."

"Fine." He replied and snapped his fingers twice. The lights came on.

"That's better."

"Anything for you, Little Snow."

"Right, I could use my phone," I said and he pulled my phone out of his trousers without breaking eye contact.

I took it from him and quickly turned it on.

"Great. Now, if you would just find someone to take me out of here. I would be out of your hair faster than you can imagine."

He shook his head. "Anything but that."

I lost it. "But why? Why? Why on earth are you insisting on that?"

"That is easy, you are my mate." He answered.

I rolled my eyes. "That's what you say. I don't even know if that is true or not and even if it is true..." I trailed off. "It doesn't matter still. I want to leave. I want to go home."

He walked closer to me and I took three steps back. 

"Home? You call that place home?" He asked and I nodded.

"That can't be your home, Snow. Your husband cheated on you with your friend, I heard they were even plotting your demise, he brutally broke the mate bond between you two without even blinking and left you to die. You left that pack in the middle of the night without knowing where you were going and no one looked for you, nobody. You have been gone for what, three weeks now? And still, nobody cares about you or whatever happened to you...."

I shook my head in denial. "That's not true...Angy, Angy cares. She would have called, I know that she would be going out of her mind..."

He shrugged and gestured to my phone. "Go ahead, check and confirm just how much Angy cares."

My hand shook as I lifted my phone and unlocked it and sure enough, there was nothing, not even a single text from her. The only notifications that were coming in were from my socials.

"Well?"

"I'm sure she has a reason for not reaching out. I won't put it past Angelo to make something up and..."

He shook his head and turned his back on me while walking back to his previous position behind his desk.

"You are delusional but go right ahead, I won't stop you. You are not going anywhere, Little Snow. This is your home now, get used to it."

"But...but...I need my things...I need..."

"I will be going for a meeting in town tomorrow. Be ready by eight, we will get everything you need tomorrow. I will have my assistant bring you suitable clothes for tomorrow's meeting. Look presentable." He paused.

"That will be all." He added and effectively shut me out by putting on his headphones.