Three

ISABELLA'S POV.....

I slowly opened my eyes, not forgetting to groan in the process. My head was pounding and I couldn't seem to understand why. My vision was blurry so I waited a little while before I could make out my surroundings.

The first thing I saw were all these strange symbols on a weirdly colored ceiling and I quickly closed my eyes again. I didn't know what they were but I'd definitely rather look at anywhere than them. It was too bright anyway.

The second thing that caught my attention was a steady beeping sound coming from somewhere. I took a quick scan of my body and realized I wasn't wearing any clothes and I had no idea where I even was or what was going on. I closed my eyes again and I opened it when I realized how dried my throat was.

The room was completely white with no other furniture except the bed I was lying on. it has me thinking maybe I was in heaven. But come to think of it, from what I have heard, I wouldn't be thirsty if I was in heaven which means I was somewhere else. But where? From the scent around, I was nowhere near my pack.

I had jumped the cliff last night, so how come I was here and alive? I tried not to think much of it as the burning sensation in my belly grew.

I cursed under my breath, trying to sit up. I was so weak and thinking about not just how weak I was physically but my entirely existence had me tearing up.

I don't deserve to live and whoever that had saved me, I am going to have a big issue with him first.

I had a clicking sound and the door sworn open. A lady in a maid uniform stood at the door with a tray in hand. She wasn't smiling neither was she frowning but if there was a look I could detest, disgust.

"I was asked to give you food," she said immediately she walked into the room.

I had wanted to say thank you but the steady beep came again. I tried finding the source of the sound and before I could pinpoint the exact location of the sound, she beat me to it. She was dangling the alarm clock in my face.

"It's just an alarm. Eat up and I will be back to escort you to the bathroom." I nodded and asked," where am I?"

She regarded me for a while before looking away," It's not in my place to say. When you meet with the Alpha, he can tell you." There was hostility in her voice and I swore I could feel anger rising within me.

I said nothing and she left.

Within a short while I was done with the food. You can't blame me for eating so quickly. I was hungry and if I actually need to attempt suicide again, I will need my strength.

By now, I was wrapping the bedspread around me as I stumbled to the door. I turned the knob and realized it was locked. I guess I was distracted to realize she had locked the door while leaving. An unknown fear swept through me.

I had tried escaping my miserable life and landed myself into a bigger misery. The clicking sound coming from the door didn't allow me to dwell much on the thought.

"Follow me," she said and I stepped out of the room. She was walking really fast and catching up with her was difficult because of the sheet around me. I almost tripped at some point.

"Weak omega," She suddenly said and I halted on my tracks but on second thought I continued following her.

She came to halt in front of a door I presumed to be the bathroom.

Before I could realize what was happening, she grabbed my hand, opened and pushed me into the room, locking me inside.

"Wash up, I don't have all the time in the world. " She yelled and heard her walking away.

I wasn't sure of what to think of my current situation. I was treated no less like this at my pack. But then it doesn't mean I should get use to people treating me like a trash. After all, I didn't ask anyone to save me.

She was just a servant yet she feels she is above me.

"Come on, Bella, don't think too much about it. Wash up and see what your life becomes after now." I said to myself as I stepped into the bathtub filled with water.

I sighed with relief the moment the warm water touched my skin. It was peaceful and I told myself I was going to enjoy the little peace I had at the moment. Until I know what my fate is, I will not think too much.

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My palm was sweating as I sat on one of the chairs inside this long hall waiting to see the man who had saved me. He was taking time to arrive and every passing second my anxiety grew. I had a lot of questions running through my mind. Why did he save me and what's his purpose of bringing me to his pack? From what I have seen so far, he seemed like someone who is feared.

I would have loved to know something about him even if it's a tiny detail about him but nobody here seemed to talk about him. Every servant I met didn't even want to talk to me. They avoided me like a plague.

I took a deep breath and the moment I bent to strengthen the strip on the gown I was wearing, I felt a light oar on my back and I jacked up immediately, coming face to face to the most handsome face I have ever seen.. Too bad he wasn't smiling.

His brown eyes pierced through mine with a deadly look I could only describe as intense. His hair, however, gave him an otherworldly appearance. He had black curls that fell just below his shoulders and I wondered if it had a meaning. He wore leather pants with boots and he looked more like a warrior than the leader of a bunch of wolves.

He cleared his throat and said," Hello. " He was very formal and cold. My heart started racing as I heard his words.

"You look better than yesterday when I saved you from that cliff." There was something in his face and I could recognize it, proud. He sounded like a proud peacock.

Regardless of the cold aura he was giving out, I was grateful that he saved me somehow. Maybe, it's not bad to be alive after all. Since my mate doesn't want me, no one will bother about me missing.

"Do you have nothing to say at all?"

I looked up to realize he was behind me. Though my back was on him, I could feel his stares on me. I bet he was scrutinizing me.

"Thank you, Sir, for saving me." I mumbled, fumbling with my fingers.

"My name is Alpha Damien, use it next time. Sit!"

I quickly sat under his intense gaze.

"I like you and that's why I saved you." I nodded as I waited to hear what he said next. Silence engulfed us that the only sound in the room was my beating heart. I was feeling nervous because I knew somewhere at the back of my mind he didn't just save me. He wants me and from the way his eyes have been lusting after me since he entered the hall, I feared he would be taking me in as his mistress or worse, his slave. What's the difference between the two words anyway?

"I want you to marry me."