Seraphina
Once more, it was raining hard, like it hadn't stopped since I arrived. I asked Alexander to leave me alone because his angry fits were too much for me.
That weirdo!
He treated me oddly, almost unfairly.
I didn't want to leave the room, so I stayed put. I'd never been apart from Xandriel for this long, and we were far away from each other and I’m liking it.
Without me, he didn't have much power because he can’t do simple stuff to take care of himself. He can’t even cook a simple meal.
When the bedroom door opened, I got scared, my heart racing. I could hear my own pulse in my ears. I didn't dare look back to see who it was. I guess my stay is over, and I can hear someone starting to come in.
"Are you hungry?" Alexander's voice bounced off the walls, and I trembled. I wanted to act brave, to show no fear. "Do you want to come to dinner with me?" He tried to ask, but seemed afraid of being rejected. It was like he didn't know how.
This man wasn't inexperienced, he must've been with many girls.
"No," I said firmly. Even though he grumbled behind me, I didn't want to leave the room. I was scared of what might happen. Maybe it wasn't just dinner, who knows.
"Please," he said, his eyes rolling. "I don't always ask nicely. Plus, the pack is going out to train. We'll be alone," I preferred to eat alone than with someone like him, and I didn't want to be alone with him. I wasn't sure what he wanted. I didn't know if he liked me or was annoyed by my presence.
"Just dinner?" I asked, noticing his impatience in the doorway. Part of me wanted to give in and let him have his way, but the other part was scared. I didn't want to be near him at all.
"Just dinner," he repeated. I sighed in relief, glad he couldn't see my eyes. The rain pounded against the window, fogging it up.
"No," I said again, then I heard his footsteps approaching. I turned quickly and pressed against the window. He stopped just a few inches from me, and my heart raced.
"But, but I just asked you! I told everyone else to leave so we could have dinner alone. Join me!" Alexander's face was red, yelling at me. He looked incredulous, as if I should just obey.
"And I said no!" At this point, I'd rather go hungry. He was so rude and arrogant, expecting me to bow down to him. As he came closer, I leaned against the window. His anger was intense. My mind raced with things I could say to hurt him, to make him leave, slam the door, and say, "I'd rather work for all your men than be with you!"
It wasn't true, and I hoped he wouldn't take it as an offer. I saw him puff up his chest, his eyes glazing over instantly.
He came at me so fast, I panicked and shot away as hard as I could. I had nowhere left to run.
Suddenly, the French windows swung open, startling me. I tumbled backward, rain pelting my skin.
The anger on Alexander's face disappeared, replaced by fear.
His hands grabbed my wrists quickly, pulling me back to safety. If I fell out that window, I'd be dead for sure. As soon as my feet touched the ground, he let go, remembering I didn't want him to touch me again.
"Are you seriously trying to kill yourself?!" He was really mad, and I was upset. I wanted to go home, but I stayed for my people's sake. "What's wrong with you?"
"That wouldn't have happened if you weren't so mean! Close the windows! Stay away from me!" I snapped, holding back tears. I didn't want him to see me cry.
"Even if you don't want me as your mate, I'm still your alpha! You'll listen to me whether you like it or not." He got in my face, yelling loudly. This was just like Xandriel. "If not, you'll face consequences!"
"I can handle it," I said firmly, trying not to show fear, though I was scared. "You’re no different from Xandriel… You’re both cruel! But you know what? I am not afraid of you!"
"You reject me, think I'm cruel? I'll show you what cruel really is. Want to serve my men?" he spat, storming toward the door. "Then fine! You have no choice now!" He slammed the door shut on his way out. I couldn't breathe. Would he really force me? No way. Maybe I should've taken his offer, but maybe I was too stubborn. I moved toward the door.
That was it for dinner, right? I could suffer through it and come back up here afterward.
I reached for the door.
To my surprise, Alexander was still there, looking sad. I thought he'd be gone, spreading rumors about me.
I had to leave this place as soon as I could.
"What do you want from me before you let me go?" I noticed the bruises on my arms where he grabbed me unintentionally. He was so strong. I could only imagine his true strength. "Why do you insist on keeping me? What do you really want?"
"You're my mate, Seraphina, and I'll have you one way or another," Alexander said, turning away and walking down the hall, growling to himself. I could relate. I hurried to catch up as I followed him out of the room.
I was breathless, wanting to escape this house. "I belong to Xandriel," I said. "I bear his mark." Alexander stopped, and I bumped into him. He tried to look at my neck without touching me. He wouldn't find it there. It wasn't there, so.
"I don't see any mark," he said, sounding relieved, but he shouldn't have been because I still had it. It wasn't where it should've been. "If you're trying to make me mad by lying, it won't work." I lifted my shirt just above my belly button so Alexander could see half of the mark on my hip. My jeans covered the other half.
"Xandriel put it there so no one would see," I explained, crossing my arms and dropping my shirt. Alexander exploded in anger again, fists clenched. "We can end this easily, Alpha," I suggested. "Just reject me."
"Never," His look was sincere, but possessive. Lust swept over me, desire building up.
"Don’t you crave for other women? You can have anyone or as much as you want. I don't care who, just let me go." The skin-to-skin contact was tearing me apart because of our bond, our mate bond. My body craved more.
"I only want you, Seraphina. You bear his mark, but mine will be much more obvious," he said, looking at me. My cheeks burned, and every part of me urged me to give in. It was so fucking hard to resist. "No one will ever question your connection to me. You are destined to be my Luna and you will always be," he said before he went downstairs.
SeraphinaI paced my room, the early morning light creeping in. Alexander hadn’t come back since the last time we saw him. I couldn’t deny my curiosity, but they say curiosity killed the cat.His room was on the top floor. I wasn’t sure why I went there, but I did. I climbed the stairs. He lay there, head to the side, right arm under the pillow. The sheet barely covered his belly, exposing the tattoos on his chest and stomach.Alexander was stunning, almost beautiful. His black hair was short and neatly cut. He looked so peaceful asleep.When Xandriel lacked sex, his temper flared. I believed Alexander’s life was also the same as Xandriel, all about sex, always surrounded by eager young women. Maybe it’s an alpha thing to have more than one woman.If I could make Alexander trust me, I could escape this prison-like mansion. I could get away without being caught.I shut the door, fighting my urges. I needed to stay away from him. His rude and careless words didn’t make me care if he got
SeraphinaThe kitchen was massive, with an island big enough for fifteen stools, all granite, black, and chrome. It looked straight out of a damn magazine. A huge handmade wooden cross, carved with a unique design, hung on the wall. It was beautiful, but I doubted Alexander was religious. Picture frames of the pack members lined the walls, like military photos with serious faces.There were hundreds of men but only about twenty women warriors. Even the men were all annoyingly attractive.I perched on a stool while Margo stood at the stove. I felt awkward; I should have been the one cooking, not her, the Alpha's sister."Don't let my brother treat you like crap. He's really a big wimp," Margo laughed, tossing something in a pan and turning on the stove. "I'll swear to it."If Alexander hadn't recognized me as his mate, he would have used and probably killed me. I insisted, "He’s also not above kidnapping. He destroyed my territory, burned it to the ground.""Well, if you're his mate, h
SeraphinaI started feeling bad again. The way Alexander acted showed he wasn't expecting this, and he hated it.“Yoohoo! Alexander boy, long time no see.”Three huge men dragged their chairs to our table. Alexander stiffened in his seat. I stared at the table, sensing these men were powerful without needing to ask."Alexander, boy. Haven't seen you here in weeks," the biggest one taunted, slapping Alexander on the back. Alexander didn't seem like the joking type. His face was usually cold and serious."I had no reason to be," Alexander replied with a half-smile, trying to keep him at arm's length. Something in his eyes told me to stay calm, that everything was fine, or that I'd be fine no matter what. "Why are you here on a Saturday night with nothing better to do?""Of course, you're the business," a man replied. Should I ask to go to the bathroom? Should I avoid sudden moves? I was in Alexander's world, one I knew little about. I’m pretty sure these men had a past deal with Alexan
Seraphina stood by the window, gazing out at the horizon as she began to talk to a butterfly, as if it was listening to her, her voice barely above a whisper."There are individuals who have a burning desire for power in this world," she mused, her tone carrying a hint of contempt. "It significantly undermines their strength and greatly diminishes their prospects for leading a fulfilling life. I saw it firsthand. The girls who prioritised sleeping with Xandriel were clueless about the consequences they'd face. They had no fucking clue what power really meant."She shook her head, remembering the foolishness of those girls. "I was taken aback by his interest in me, and I've mentioned it before. It had an unusual, almost surreal quality to it."Her reflection stared back at her from the glass, eyes filled with memories. "I had no understanding of love until I crossed paths with Alexander. I had no parents, siblings, or any relatives. It wasn't until I arrived here that I had any. Trust
Seraphina"I thought I told you," Xandriel's voice cut through the air like a knife, making me shiver. My whole body shook. He grinned and tilted his head, staring at my scared face. I could tell he loved seeing me afraid. "Wait for me to start eating before you do. This is my house.""Yes, sir. I'm sorry," I stammered, my voice shaking as his grip on my throat tightened. It was hard to breathe, and panic filled me. I tried to stay calm, knowing that showing more fear would only make him happier."Actually, you are not," he paused and then said with confidence, "But you will be." Xandriel let go of me, and I fell to the ground, feeling a mix of relief and gratitude. My body felt weak and tired. I took deep breaths, trying to calm my racing heart.He made himself a plate of food, acting like nothing had happened. Then, he suddenly flipped the table, and the rest of the food crashed to the floor. The sound of breaking dishes echoed in the room.The dogs quickly ran over and started eati
Seraphina“The back of your legs, all the way down,” Alexander said, stopping to help me stand while he stayed on his knees. “They’re bleeding. How did this happen? What on earth happened?” Once he was up, I looked at him. My body was shaking uncontrollably, like I was having seizures. I couldn’t find my voice—my mouth just wouldn’t work. “You didn’t just stumble upon that place by accident, Seraphina.”Fear gripped me tight, like a vice around my chest. I was sweating and feeling super anxious. My mind was spinning, trying to make sense of everything.“Sorry, I lost my balance,” I said, but it felt wrong and awkward. He probably thought something worse was going on. The truth was way too complicated to explain, even to myself. “I felt some pain in that area.” I could tell he didn’t buy it. I tried to silently plead with him, hoping he could see the urgency and desperation in my eyes.“If you’re hurting yourself because—” His words threw me off. Did he really think I’d hurt myself? Af
Seraphina “Let’s get it done. It’ll be fun. Tonight, Alexander has some business meetings. How about we go to the mall and have dinner there? I know a great sushi place!” Margo’s excitement was contagious, and her eyes sparkled with determination.“Sure,” I replied, though my voice shook a little. The idea of being in a crowded place made my heart race. Last night’s run-in with those strangers still haunted me, but I tried to hide my fear. I wanted to seem brave, but the truth was, I was scared.I’d never been to a mall before. The girls in my old pack talked about it a lot—a huge place with lots of little shops. They made it sound so exciting and freeing. But I was never allowed to go. Xandriel’s rules kept me trapped, a prisoner in my own life.As we drove to the mall, anxiety twisted in my stomach. The car’s gentle hum was the only thing keeping me calm. Alexander’s house had become my safe haven since I left my pack. But the mall? It felt like stepping into the unknown, a place w
SeraphinaI tried to shift the conversation, my voice soft as I said, “No, I’m fine,” mustering a half-smile. I couldn’t help but watch, feeling a mix of guilt and unease, as the cashier meticulously folded each item into the bags. Pajamas, shorts, t-shirts, and pants—simple essentials now bundled with a price tag that made my stomach turn.“652 dollars and 80 cents,” the cashier stated matter-of-factly, handing Margo a sleek black credit card. My heart sank. How could she be so nonchalant about spending such a staggering amount? And most of it was for me, a thought that weighed heavily on my conscience.“Are you crazy? Six hundred dollars?” I blurted out, unable to contain my worry. Margo’s carefree demeanor only heightened my concern as she continued to add more items to our already overflowing cart. What seemed like a shopping spree to her felt like financial recklessness to me.“Have a wonderful day!” The cashier’s cheery farewell felt surreal, especially as she added a satin bow