003 Relocating

Gwyneth

A man barged into my room early in the morning the next day. I was yet to see Alpha Marcus. He had not come to consummate the wedding, and I was secretly glad. I was still in my underwear, so I wrapped myself with the sheets. The man did not seem to bother that he had barged into my room.

"I need you to sign these papers," he said, handing me some documents, and I wondered what they were.

"What for?" I asked. My eyes were swollen, and my vision wasn't clear.

"Your wedding certificate and your agreement." the man replied, and I collected it from him.

"Okay, let me read the agreement," I said, and he shook his head.

"No time. The lawyer needs to take them back, and you and Alpha will be returning to his house in thirty minutes," the man said, and I was confused.

"Am I not going to live here?" I asked him, and he shook his head. I knew he wouldn't give me any reasonable answer, so I signed the documents and handed them back to him. I had no luggage, so I did not have clothes or toiletries; I had to make do.

I used the mouthwash in the toilet and washed my body with water. I searched for the slacks in the wardrobe and found an oversized one, which I wore and sat on the chair in the room, waiting for my cue to leave.

I would have loved to say goodbye to my father, but I knew Alpha Marcus wouldn't let me. I would call him once I was able to charge my phone. Hopefully, there will be service at Alpha Marcus's settlement.

Soon someone came and ushered me out of the room. I thought I would be sharing a ride with Alpha Marcus, but I was wrong. They made me sit in a separate car from him, and we drove in a convoy.

It took us two hours to get to the Eclipse pack settlement. The people had come out to welcome their Alpha. They seemed to love him genuinely, and I wondered how they could love such an evil man like Alpha Marcus. I was let out of the car and ushered into what looked like the Packhouse.

The settlement was beautiful, and the Packhouse was much bigger and more ostentatious than the one in my pack. A maid took me upstairs to show me my room. I was scared because I thought they would take me to Alpha Marcus's room, but to my surprise, I was taken to a small room. The room was small, and the furniture looked ordinary. There was nothing special about it.

"Someone would bring in your luggage," the lady told me, and I was about to tell her I did not come with luggage when two men came in with four travelling bags. They still had tags on them, so I knew it was new. The moment they all excused me, my tummy growled, and I was hungry. I did not want to leave the room for fear of overstepping my bounds, so I stayed put in the room. After an hour, there was a knock on my door. I asked the person to come in, and they brought in food. I was glad I wasn't made to starve. The food was much, I doubted if I would be able to finish it. I asked them if I could get a charger for my phone, and one of the servers promised to bring me one.

The server kept her promise and brought me a charger. I charged my phone and called my father.

"Daddy, how are you?" I asked, and he was happy to hear my voice.

'How is he treating you?' my father asked, and I told him I hadn't seen the Alpha yet.

"He has put me in charge of our pack. I am to report to him and not make any decisions without his approval. I guess he took you with him for insurance." My father said, and I was glad he was given a bit of dignity. I promised to call him often, and we said our goodbyes.

I spent the whole day in the room. Leah wanted to go on a run, but I wasn't conversant with the territory. I wouldn't want to wander into enemy territory and get myself killed, so I stayed put. I remained in the room and had my dinner there.

I finally decide to go through the luggage. I opened them and noticed the luggage was filled with new stuff. One was filled with toiletries, cosmetics and lingerie. Another was filled with casual wear and nightwear. The third one was filled with outfits meant for occasions, and the last had shoes, bags and purses in it. I arranged them into the wardrobe in my room and looked around for something to do, but there was nothing. Luckily there was a television in the room. I rarely watched television, but I was finally in a situation where I had to watch it. I turned it on to see if I could find something interesting. I soon decided to watch a game show. It was boring as hell, but it was the best option I could find. I did not want to watch a romantic film or think about romance since I knew my life would be void of it, and there was nothing I could do about it.

I sat through a couple of episodes of the show before deciding to watch a comedy film. Although it was a comedy, I ended up crying because of the romantic aspect. I wanted to stop crying, but I couldn't help it. The reality of my situation kept hitting me. Soon I showered and fell asleep wearing one of the pyjamas that were in my luggage.

Someone woke me up from sleep. I struggled to wake up. When I finally did, I moved back from reflex. It was Alpha Marcus, he had finally come to me. I didn't want this. I thought he would ignore me for the rest of my life, but I was wrong. I didn't want him to touch me or claim me.

"Wake up, Gwyneth," he said in his deep voice, and I was wide awake. I didn't know what to say to him, so I just stared. He moved close to me and touched my thighs.

"Were you seeing someone before this?" he asked me, and I shook my head. He seemed surprised, but he tried to hide it.

"Okay. You are not allowed to date or sleep with anyone here. I will not claim you, neither will I sleep with you. I believe it is a small price to pay to keep your father and your old pack safe. If you run away, I will kill them. We might be married, but you are not my luna and will never be. Are we clear?" he asked, and I looked at him.

"Am I going to live like this for the rest of my life? Are you going to let me go eventually?" I asked him, and he shook his head.

"I am afraid I am not going to let you go," he said with a straight face, and I became angry.

"Then it is only fair you let me have affairs and flings," I stated, and he stared at me with murder in his eyes.

"It is not like I care about you in that sense, but if my wife was sleeping around, that would affect my reputation. Learn celibacy; it will help you," he said.

"Are you celibate?" I asked him, annoyed. He stood up and looked at me with a smirk on his face.

"Don't cross the line with me, Gweneth," he said and was about to leave when I quickly asked him.

"May I go on runs and hunts with my wolf?" I asked, and he turned to look at me.

"Feel free to do so within this territory," he said.

"Who will show me around?" I asked him, and he smiled evilly.

"No one," he said and left. I was enraged at him.

How dare he come and give me rules that even he can't follow. I was very pissed off. This wasn't a marriage. I was a prisoner. He had just used the wedding to console my father. I looked at my room, and I figured he wouldn't treat me well. I decided I wouldn't let his behaviour bother me. I knew I wasn't wanted, and neither was he. I went back to sleep, hoping the days and years would pass by quickly and maybe I would die a natural death and be free of this bastard.