New home

Seated in the dining hall all alone with heaps of numerous meals round the table, with a sigh she continued glaring at her meal. 

She had been on drips for two days after she had fainted in the room while staring at the mirror.

She wondered if she was really abducted because it doesn't look that way. 

It looked as though she was a princess or something as she wasn't treated like a captive.

Getting up from her chair, she checked if anyone was around, and when she confirmed that no one was around, not even the guards, she sneaked back into her room.

Switching on the lights to her room, she screamed when she saw a figure seated on the bed as she sprinted out of the room as though she had just seen a ghost.

Seeing a maid in the hallway, she quickly ran to her and began asking questions. 

"Please….. excuse me, you know me right?" she asked in a panicked state. 

"Yes Luna," the maid said with a subtle bow. 

"Good, so am I in any way sharing my room with anyone?"

"Actually the room you are in is the Alpha's room," the maid said with another bow. 

"An Alpha?" she asked with raised Eyebrows. 

"I'm sorry Luna, but I can't provide you with any more information," the maid said before bowing and walking away.

With a sigh, she walked back into the dinning hall and sat there as she continued glaring at the delicacies in front of her before snoozing off. 

*

Feeling little sparks on her forehead, she attempted massaging the spot where she had felt the sparks, but rather her hand brushed against that of someone else which made her feel as though she had just been electrocuted by electric sparks. 

Flinching out of her seat, her eyes met with those of the strange guy. 

"You…." she said with wide eyes as she glared at him.

"What the fuck is wrong with your hands?" she yelled at him as she held her right hand that she had used in touching his hand. 

Still holding her hands, she sat down on the chair opposite him as she scowled at him."

Not minding the chills that were running down her spine, she still tried making herself feel comfortable. 

Keeping her face as emotionless as his were, she continued scowling at him. 

"Eat!" he said, making her get startled as she wasn't expecting him to talk.

"So you can talk, huh?" she asked as she held her chest but didn't receive any reply.

"So, when will I be going home? because it doesn't look as though I was abducted," she said before tasting her food. 

Staring at the plate of food that nearly looks as though it hasn't been touched, he was about to say something but the ringing of his phone distracted him.

"Continue eating," he said before responding to his calls. 

"I have lost my appetite," she attempted speaking before he began communicating with his phone.

"I'll be on my way," she heard him say before ending his call. 

 "You haven't answered my question," she said as she clenched her hands into a tight fist under the table. 

"You are already home, Annabelle, '' he said before standing up and vacating the dining hall. 

"There's no way this is my home," she said and also stood up. 

"This isn't my home, you took me away from my home," she said as she tried keeping up his pace.

"This is your new home now, Annabelle" he said as he walked out of the dinning hall with her following behind him. 

"Stop speaking as though you own me, I am not your possession so you have no right to choose where I'll stay," she said as she wondered why he would be so bossy. 

"If you were not my property, do you think you would have been here? I own you Annabelle and that's why I'm trying to be nice to you."

"That is a falsehood, I am owned by no one, not even my dad. And besides, you are the opposite of nice!" she retorted with an eye roll. 

"Go to your room now!" he spoke coldly when he stopped walking. 

"But let me go, I'm not your property, you don't know me," she said pleadingly. 

"I'm sorry Annabelle, but I can't let you go," He said as he turned away from her. 

"Why, why can't you let me go?"

"It's dangerous, letting you go means putting your life at stake."

"But I was safe before you kidnapped me, it's my life, and I don't like it here," she yelled as she clenched her hands behind her. 

"You weren't safe Annabelle, your life was under the mercies of werewolves in that crap you call your home. You also knew that you weren't safe. That's why you frequently quarrel with your dad about his choice of house and always glares at it as though if it were a human you would have it. And here you are talking as though you loved your home," he said with a scoff. 

"You were spying on me, weren't you?" she asked with wide eyes. 

"Just trying to ensure your safety," he said with a shrug. 

"I knew it, I knew I was being watched by someone, and that someone was you, I'll definitely report you to the cops when I get out of here," she threatened but paused. 

"You said I was under the mercies of werewolves, what does that mean?" she asked with squinted eyes. 

"It means your home is not safe," he replied as he rested on the pillar in the dining hall. 

"No, I mean the werewolves, they don't exist," she said with a shake of her head. 

"Who said they don't exist?" he asked as he stared at her confused face with a bored expression on his face. 

"I study animals, I'm a zoologist. And we haven't found anything as werewolves, it's only wolves," she said as she folded her hands over her shoulders. 

"If you haven't found one doesn't mean that they don't exist," he said as he stared at her in surprise. 

"Werewolves don't exist and that's final," she said as though she was tutoring him. 

"What do you even know about werewolves?" he asked as he felt sorry for her ignorant self. 

"They are mythical creatures, an animal and human combined together," she said with all pride. 

"So if I say I'm a werewolf would you believe me?" he asked as he waited for her reaction. 

"I won't," she said simply.

"Why wouldn't you?"

"Because you are a human, but not totally a human as you behave as though you are mentally ill," she said as she stared at him as though she was studying his appearance as she enjoyed throwing tantrums at him.

"What if I'm not?" He asked, not minding how rude she could be.

"You aren't a combination of a human and animal," she said as she studied him which made him laugh at her ignorance. 

"How do you think the shape of a werewolf is?" he asked to find out if she really knew things about werewolves. 

"I don't know much, but in the book that a maid brought to me I read that they were a combination of a human and animal, so I think their head is that of an animal, their body is that of a human, while their hands and legs are a combination of an animal and human." 

She spoke as though she was in thoughts while he only stared at her with a frown plastered on his face. 

"What, I only made a guess," she said and eyed him when she saw him frowning at her. 

"You guess so badly, I bet your nerves would be totally frayed when you come In contact with such a beast you've created with your imagination," he said with a scoff. 

"My imagination created it so that it will come for you and you'll be like a scary cat," she said with a chuckle.

"And besides, since you said my home isn't safe, would you mind my dad coming over too, because I don't want my imaginary werewolves to visit him."

"Is that what you want? " he asked and she nodded. 

He could only stare at her in amazement. 

"It's very much easy, just Kidnap him like how you did to me," she said as her mood changed before angrily walking away. 

*

After eating dinner, she headed to her room and laid on her bed with her eyes open as she waited patiently for 12:00 clock midnight.

Immediately it was 11:59, She climbed down the bed and walked towards her closet, took out her clothing which she had tied jointly in order to use them as rope and walked towards the window. 

After checking if the area was clear, she tied the clothes to the frame of the window and threw the rest out of the window. 

Mounting the window frame, she held the cloth rope and hastily climbed down the walls as she ran into the woods, when all of a sudden she heard a growl.