My jaws dropped open as I gazed at his blank face, he didn’t seem fazed by his words.
“Don’t even think about running away again,” he added. It didn’t take long before we stopped in front of my room. He gently dropped me and nudged me towards the door.“Go in, and be careful with your silly thoughts,” he said and before I could speak, he puffed away.I trudged into the dark silent room and sighed tiredly, collapsing into the bed.My adventure is completed.The door creaked open and Mary walked into the room. She jumped at my sight and sighed.I wonder why she always jumps at the slightest noise.“Ma’am,” she bowed.“Call me Deborah,” I said and she nodded.“Would you like to eat anything?” she asked.My rumbling stomach answered her question, she smiled and left the room.My mind jolted back to Dominic’s words.Does that mean that he can hear my thoughts from afar?I groaned and banged my fist in the large bed.That means that there is no escape plan for me. I won’t be able to get out of this skunk hole if he keeps listening to my thoughts.I have to find a way to get out without him finding out, but how?I slowly looked around the dimly lit room as an idea skyrocketed into my head.“My phone,” I muttered, eyes glistening in hope.But the hope diminished when I remembered that I left my house with nothing.But then, I can still get out, right?Yeah, I have to find a friend here, but what friend will be disloyal to the almighty Alpha Dominic?I scoffed at the phrase, “Almighty my foot!” I stamped my feet on the ground and a sharp pain shot through my ankle.“Damnit, I forgot that I’m wounded,” I mumbled and nursed my awakened wounded ankle.I sucked in breath to prevent me from bursting into pathetic tears.Did I mention that I am a crybaby?I don’t think I did, my friends and family always taunts me about my crying habit. I cry over irrelevant kinds of stuff, kinds of stuff that I bring upon myself in the first place.The last time my cries almost brought down our house was the day my high school boyfriend cheated on me with my best friend and broke up with me.I promised myself that I would never fall in love or have a best friend again.I’m not the type that keeps promises, I’m likely to break a promise a second after making it.That was what happened with Julia, I met her in college and we became best friends. You will be shocked to find out that I asked her to be my best friend.Things ended up as usual, she severed our friendship because of Casper, a guy who had a crush on me in college.Funny enough, I rarely have friends, the ones I thought were friends will always end up betraying me. If I can’t have real friends in a normal world, how can I make friends in an…abnormal world?“That’s human for you,” I mumbled.“What?” I jumped at a voice behind me.I turned around and sighed when I saw Mary standing by the door.Mary strode towards a table and placed a tray on it.“What did you say?” she asked.“Nothing,” I shook my head.My stomach rumbled loudly as I glanced at the large tray.My cheeks flushed in embarrassment and Mary smiled.“Come on, I can tell you are starving,” she smiled.I stood up slowly but the itch of breathing in fresh oxygen outside this prison-like room stopped me.“Uhm, glacier, I would like to ask for a favor?” I said and she raised her eyebrows in surprise.“Favor?” “Go on,” she added.“Can I eat out?” I asked and she craned her neck in confusion.“Sorry, I can’t let you do that. The Alpha has instructed me never to let you out of the Pack.”Pack? I never said pack.I realized that I made a mistake by saying ‘eat out’.“I don’t mean outside the Pack, maybe in a garden or something,” I clarified.“Uhmmm,” she hummed, she was contemplating whether to grant my simple request. But I don’t think it’s a simple request to her.I’ve always been teased about having good acting skills, it is time to display them.“Please…,” I cooed, showcasing those puppy eyes that make even the strongest man succumb to my wish.“If that’s what you want,” she shrugged and picked up the tray.And, she also succumbed.Phew, finally I’m leaving this breath-draining room to find a friend.A grin of triumph danced at the corners of my lips as I shuffled out of the room.I shuffled towards the house pulling my bag lousily behind. My face held a grin of pride. I can’t wait to barge into the house and wave my certificate across my parents’ and Mitchell’s faces.“Hello Miss,” a sweet deep voice halted my fast pace. I spun around and glared at the handsome man standing beside his car parked across my house. My glare faded away as I drooled, his perfect angelic face radiated beauty and flawlessness, his chiseled jawline tightened as he chewed a bubble gum which he spit out when I turned, the expensive tuxedo he wore glued to his bulky body, giving credit to his muscles, his hair was curled up to the side and his clear blue eyes sparkled in the sunlight. I was directly staring at a demi-god. Even Caspar, the most handsome guy in college wasn’t half as handsome as the man before me. Every sane girl will desire to tear off that tuxedo hiding those muscles, arbs, biceps, and hot body.But I’m not in any way close to sane, am I?I ignored the prince charming an
I gapped at my parents in shock. What do they mean by ‘I’m the collateral?’“What-what do you me-mean?” I stuttered.“That man came to us and offered to take care of Mitchell’s bills, he also promised me a better job.”“And?” I asked impatiently. I want to understand everything that is unfolding out here.“All he wants is you. We didn’t agree at first, but when Mitchell’s illness started deteriorating we had no other choice but to agree. It’s not like he’s going to kill you anyway,” Mom continued.I stared at her in disbelief, what else would they want from me?“Does that mean that I’m becoming a slave?” I mutteredMy Mom and Dad exchanged glances but said nothing.“He’s a nice man,” mom complimented.“Nice?” I flared up.“Nice with a beautiful well-planted smile or a sweet calm voice. Come on, he’s after something, you don’t expect him to showcase his actual manners!” I was screaming out my lungs.I’m sure the buyer heard me, it was confirmed when he opened the door and sauntered in,
The ride to God knows where was silent and awkward. I kept stealing hateful glances at him. I do wonder who this man is and what he could want from me.“Where are you taking me to?” I blurted out when I realized that we were thousands of miles away from my hometown.He ignored me and kept his eyes on the road.“I’m talking to you!” I was tempted to smack his head, and I fell for the temptation.He released the brakes and the car violently lurched forward and screeched to a stop. The force pushed me off my seat and my forehead met with the dashboard.I winced and bit my lips to stop tears from spewing out. How can I forget to buckle up the seatbelt?I slowly raised my head and our eyes met. He was staring at me blankly, I could tell he was enjoying the suffering I was going through.“You can laugh for all I care!” I snapped and fixed the seatbelt around me.He sighed and ignited the car again, he drummed his fingers on the steering wheel as he rode.“Music will be better, that drumming
They stared down at me like I was crazy.“What did she say?” the jealous lady leaned closer to Mr. Buyer as she threw an intimidating glance at me.He cast a cold stare at her and walked away, ignoring them.“Are you a werewolf?” I asked again.My lips pursed in annoyance when he ignored me too.Who the hell does he think he is?We sauntered across different large hallways and got to a long corridor.He got to a door and pushed it open.“Get down,” he snapped.“I can’t, you’re aware that I can’t walk. I sprained my ankle,” I muttered, my poignant eyes amplifying my point.“I know you can walk.”I stared at his cold face, my brows knotted up in surprise.Shit, does that mean I can’t lie to this man?“Oh, you know?”“Get down!”“I don’t want to,” I confessed, puppy-eyed.He inhaled, exhaled, and trudged off towards the door, pushing it open.I smiled triumphantly, hiding my face against his chest.I can tell that I’m a stinging thorn in his flesh.I peeked around the room we entered. Lo
“What do you think you are doing?” His cold stern voice uttered as he threw a glance at me.“I…I, she disrespected me!” The Luna threw her hands into the air. His cute little lips pushed out in irritation and his blue eyes hazed in anger.“I will make this clear for the last time, no one has the right to lay a finger on her. No one!”Tilda’s lips paled and the Luna’s hand quivered in anger. My brows arched in surprise.“You-you choose a common slave over your mother?” She stuttered.I think I’m beginning to like this.“Get her out,” Dominic ordered a guard.The bars were flung open and I slowly shuffled out of the cell, wincing dramatically.“Thank you,” I said, dusting my dress.“Your mom and mate are so mean,” I leaned closer to his ear and whispered.“Shut up and get back to your room,” he snapped at me, swerved around, and ambled away.Wait, what?He snapped at me! I thought we just became friends.How dare he snap at me, a Summa Claude Laude degree holder in the university of… da
My jaws dropped open as I gazed at his blank face, he didn’t seem fazed by his words. “Don’t even think about running away again,” he added. It didn’t take long before we stopped in front of my room. He gently dropped me and nudged me towards the door. “Go in, and be careful with your silly thoughts,” he said and before I could speak, he puffed away. I trudged into the dark silent room and sighed tiredly, collapsing into the bed. My adventure is completed. The door creaked open and Mary walked into the room. She jumped at my sight and sighed. I wonder why she always jumps at the slightest noise. “Ma’am,” she bowed. “Call me Deborah,” I said and she nodded. “Would you like to eat anything?” she asked. My rumbling stomach answered her question, she smiled and left the room. My mind jolted back to Dominic’s words. Does that mean that he can hear my thoughts from afar? I groaned and banged my fist in the large bed. That means that there is no escape plan for me. I won’t be a
“What do you think you are doing?” His cold stern voice uttered as he threw a glance at me.“I…I, she disrespected me!” The Luna threw her hands into the air. His cute little lips pushed out in irritation and his blue eyes hazed in anger.“I will make this clear for the last time, no one has the right to lay a finger on her. No one!”Tilda’s lips paled and the Luna’s hand quivered in anger. My brows arched in surprise.“You-you choose a common slave over your mother?” She stuttered.I think I’m beginning to like this.“Get her out,” Dominic ordered a guard.The bars were flung open and I slowly shuffled out of the cell, wincing dramatically.“Thank you,” I said, dusting my dress.“Your mom and mate are so mean,” I leaned closer to his ear and whispered.“Shut up and get back to your room,” he snapped at me, swerved around, and ambled away.Wait, what?He snapped at me! I thought we just became friends.How dare he snap at me, a Summa Claude Laude degree holder in the university of… da
They stared down at me like I was crazy.“What did she say?” the jealous lady leaned closer to Mr. Buyer as she threw an intimidating glance at me.He cast a cold stare at her and walked away, ignoring them.“Are you a werewolf?” I asked again.My lips pursed in annoyance when he ignored me too.Who the hell does he think he is?We sauntered across different large hallways and got to a long corridor.He got to a door and pushed it open.“Get down,” he snapped.“I can’t, you’re aware that I can’t walk. I sprained my ankle,” I muttered, my poignant eyes amplifying my point.“I know you can walk.”I stared at his cold face, my brows knotted up in surprise.Shit, does that mean I can’t lie to this man?“Oh, you know?”“Get down!”“I don’t want to,” I confessed, puppy-eyed.He inhaled, exhaled, and trudged off towards the door, pushing it open.I smiled triumphantly, hiding my face against his chest.I can tell that I’m a stinging thorn in his flesh.I peeked around the room we entered. Lo
The ride to God knows where was silent and awkward. I kept stealing hateful glances at him. I do wonder who this man is and what he could want from me.“Where are you taking me to?” I blurted out when I realized that we were thousands of miles away from my hometown.He ignored me and kept his eyes on the road.“I’m talking to you!” I was tempted to smack his head, and I fell for the temptation.He released the brakes and the car violently lurched forward and screeched to a stop. The force pushed me off my seat and my forehead met with the dashboard.I winced and bit my lips to stop tears from spewing out. How can I forget to buckle up the seatbelt?I slowly raised my head and our eyes met. He was staring at me blankly, I could tell he was enjoying the suffering I was going through.“You can laugh for all I care!” I snapped and fixed the seatbelt around me.He sighed and ignited the car again, he drummed his fingers on the steering wheel as he rode.“Music will be better, that drumming
I gapped at my parents in shock. What do they mean by ‘I’m the collateral?’“What-what do you me-mean?” I stuttered.“That man came to us and offered to take care of Mitchell’s bills, he also promised me a better job.”“And?” I asked impatiently. I want to understand everything that is unfolding out here.“All he wants is you. We didn’t agree at first, but when Mitchell’s illness started deteriorating we had no other choice but to agree. It’s not like he’s going to kill you anyway,” Mom continued.I stared at her in disbelief, what else would they want from me?“Does that mean that I’m becoming a slave?” I mutteredMy Mom and Dad exchanged glances but said nothing.“He’s a nice man,” mom complimented.“Nice?” I flared up.“Nice with a beautiful well-planted smile or a sweet calm voice. Come on, he’s after something, you don’t expect him to showcase his actual manners!” I was screaming out my lungs.I’m sure the buyer heard me, it was confirmed when he opened the door and sauntered in,
I shuffled towards the house pulling my bag lousily behind. My face held a grin of pride. I can’t wait to barge into the house and wave my certificate across my parents’ and Mitchell’s faces.“Hello Miss,” a sweet deep voice halted my fast pace. I spun around and glared at the handsome man standing beside his car parked across my house. My glare faded away as I drooled, his perfect angelic face radiated beauty and flawlessness, his chiseled jawline tightened as he chewed a bubble gum which he spit out when I turned, the expensive tuxedo he wore glued to his bulky body, giving credit to his muscles, his hair was curled up to the side and his clear blue eyes sparkled in the sunlight. I was directly staring at a demi-god. Even Caspar, the most handsome guy in college wasn’t half as handsome as the man before me. Every sane girl will desire to tear off that tuxedo hiding those muscles, arbs, biceps, and hot body.But I’m not in any way close to sane, am I?I ignored the prince charming an