Chapter 3

OLIVIA

I groaned as I forced myself to sit up, rubbing my eyes roughly to get a glimpse of the environment.

Fuck! My head hurts.

I can't believe I have passed out twice now. What kind of werewolf are you Olivia?

My vision cleared and I was able to take a glimpse of the room I was in. I didn't notice I was sitting on a king-size bed until now, and everywhere in this room looked strange and new.

Where the fuck am I again?

The last thing I remembered was waking up in an auction hall with some kinda random men screaming a huge amount of money just to buy me. Now… I'm in a God-knows-where room with no idea of how the fuck I got here.

My mind raced with a thousand questions to see myself in this peculiar room. The walls, unfamiliar and foreboding, seemed to close in on me. The air was heavy with tension, and I couldn't shake the feeling of fear and uncomfortability.

Just as I took my time to examine my surroundings, the door creaked open, revealing a man in his early thirties. His presence just increased how tense I was, and I couldn't help but ask him how I ended up in this mysterious place.

"Who are you? And how did I get here?" He stared at me with a prolonged, unsettling glare, yet, withholding my answers.

I was already growing increasingly uneasy with how blunt he was staring at me with no attempt to say a word. "Hey, I'm talking to a human and not some kinda –"

I wasn't even done talking when his voice sounded. "If I were you, I wouldn't be talking."

Is that a warning or what? Like who the hell does he think he is?

"You brought me here, at least I need an explanation as to where the heck I am."

Yet, the man remained silent, increasing how worried I already was. And I knew from the way he kept looking at me that this dude wasn't going to say a thing to me. The silence which seemed to be eternity suddenly came to an end when he voiced out words that left me wondering if I had somehow gone deaf.

"Get up and take off your clothes." He demanded.

I gave him a 'Are you serious' look to be sure if I heard that right or if it was just my imagination playing games on me.

"Excuse me, how is that even possible? How will you just walk in here to demand I strip off my clothes for you? What are you, an Alpha King or what exactly?" I questioned, giving him a stern look.

I couldn't tell where the boldness was coming from, but this asshole has decided to be so stubborn and annoying at the same time. With full audacity, he still demanded that I should take off my clothes.

I realized I wasn't in my home. This wasn't Mateo standing before me, nor was I under his roof. I was in a different place where no one knew me, nor did I know them.

Was he trying to have sex with me? Does he attempt to rape me or something? Out of nowhere, I felt fear take hold of me as my fingers trembled. I held the collar of my clothes, slowly attempting to take it off.

The sudden frown on his face told how serious he meant it. However, it's as if the moon goddess had read my mind, someone walked in. This time, it wasn't just an ordinary person. From the door, I could feel the aura of this man as he stepped in, eyes gazing at me as he looked at me from head to toe.

His intoxicating scent filled the room, leaving me to question who and what he was. It turned out that the first man who had walked in bowed his head at this man like he was some kinda god or something.

"There's no need for that." He said to me, his voice was like a silent night to my ears, and for a brief second I was outside Earth. "I don't intend to do the same thing to her, I have a different reason for owning her."

It's more like they're speaking in secret codes because right there and right now I have no idea what he is talking about. What is it he doesn't intend to do to me? He even said he had a different reason for owning me.

Like, who in his rightful sense would waste such an amount of money for someone like me?

I glared at him from head to toe, he didn't look genuine to me. And for so many reasons I wish I knew, I don't wanna trust whatever he says. I just want to get the hell out of here.

"I know you're scared, but you don't have to." He added, taking a step close while I dragged my ass-backward. "Like I said, I'm not going to hurt you, and there's no reason for taking off your clothes. You're safe here, and I promise you that your safety is assured."

"Why am I here?" I found the words which have been difficult to speak.

He sighed. "It's a long story."

"Well, make it short. I just wanna go home. I just want to be free and stay on my own. I don't... I just want to be on my own." I hated myself for being so weak before them, but I just couldn't help it.

It hurts a lot to be rejected, yet face a fate you never hoped for.

He looks at the young gentleman behind him. "I need you to excuse us." He demanded and the young man left, leaving just the two of us.

"I–" He was about to say something when a knock landed on the door. It was the same gentleman who just left a second ago.

"Sir, the doctor wants to see you." He looked at me, then he said, "You need to get some rest." He excused himself.

“I’m Dante by the way,” he introduced with a smile as he stopped in his tracks and then he continued walking away.

I hated how I was feeling. The fear, the uneasiness, and how uncomfortable I was feeling within told me a lot, this place was definitely hell on earth. I couldn't shake off this feeling, and I wanted every chance to leave this place for good.

I didn't want to make any stupid mistakes, I found the patience that hadn't been in me for a long time, and I was going to wait for the night to come before I thought of leaving this place so no one would have to find me.

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The night did come quicker than I expected. I walked towards the window, glaring down to see if I'd see any guard around but there seemed not to be one. This was my only chance of escaping.

I attempted to jump, but fear was another obstacle to me. I can never take risks without considering fear. So, I decided to take the door instead.

Surprisingly, I wasn't unlocked, and better still, no guard was standing by the door.

I seized the opportunity to leave. I tiptoed so my movements wouldn't be heard. Fortunately, I reached the stairs. I was cautious about my environment even as I didn't know my way around this place and I'd hide when I heard the slightest voice.

I had no idea where I was going but I knew I was heading somewhere. Suddenly, I felt a hand grab me to a corner when voices were coming from the same direction I was taking. Confusion took hold of me. I had no idea where to run to avoid getting caught, but then, this arm saved me.

"You shouldn't be sneaking out at such an hour of the night."

Poor me to have thought it was a savior who had saved me from the incoming guards, but it turns out it was the same man who had wanted me to strip earlier.