The large bed she lay on was in the centre of the room, it was extremely large and unusually soft.
A gold table and chairs sat at the left corner of the room. She looked at the floor and it was made of gold too. She looked at herself and she was not wearing her night robe from the night before, she was wearing a long blue silk gown. She stood up from the bed.
She was still wondering where she was when a creature came in. He was a human with wings. She was startled and almost screamed when she saw him. He was startled when he came into the room too.
He stood there looking at her. His blonde hair was so much, it fell on his face. He was wearing a trouser and a shirt Kiara wondered how it got on his body because of his large wings that rested perfectly behind him. His wings were red. A deep shade of red. His equally red eyes opened widely at her. He opened his mouth to speak but he stopped himself.
“Who are you? And what am I doing here?” She asked him.
“My name is Shawn.” He said.
He quickly covered his mouth like he did not want to speak and Kiara’s brows knotted.
“I am not supposed to be talking!!” He said in alarm and ran out of the room.
Kiara was in deep confusion. What did he mean by he wasn’t supposed to be talking? She looked around the room for suspicious things but there were none. She saw two other doors in the room and she was guessing it was the bathroom and closet. She over to one of the doors and opened them, it was a closet and it had men’s wear. She could see trousers and shirts and shorts and all sorts of men’s wear. She went in deeper and she was finding more of those clothes. She wondered if she was in a man’s room.
“Of course, you are in a man’s room.” A deep voice echoed.
Kiara was startled and turned around to wear the voice was coming from. It was another man with wings. He stood at the door and Kiara wondered when he got inside that she did not hear the door open, she walked out of the closet and she could see him better now. He had dark long hair but it did not fall on his face like the one that just left, he had silver-coloured eyes and his wings were white. He stood there also wearing a trouser and a shirt. He was extremely muscular and Kiara could not help but admire this one. His silver eyes looked like hers and they were beautiful, he was looking at her lazily with his eyes half closed. It weakened her knees. His nose was perfectly shaped and his pink little cute lips hung a little open.
“It is not right to drool over a man you just met.” His deep voice echoed again.
Kiara knotted her brows. How did he know she was drooling?
“What is your name?” He asked her.
She did not reply.
“Who are you and what am I doing here?” She asked him back.
He squinted his eyes at her and leaned back at the door, she could see his finely shaped abs and chest through his thin shirt. His eyes were on her, still in that lazy manner.
“We have the same eyes.” He noted his observation.
“Who are you?” She asked him again.
He groaned softly and threw his head back.
“You are so stubborn.” He said.
“And you are not telling me who you are.” She replied.
“Okay fine, my name is Mark.” He said.
She raised her brows as if to tell him to continue. He did not.
“Now what is your name?” He asked again.
She raised her chin in a challenging way. He had not yet told her who he was and he was expecting her to communicate. She scoffed loudly.
“I am an Angel.” He then said.
Kiara laughed. Angels did not exist and those wings behind him, she could bet her left kidney that it was a costume. He knotted his brows when she laughed. He thought she wanted to know who he was. So why was she laughing?
“Good joke, try again.” She said while laughing.
He could not believe her. She asked for explanations and now she would not believe him. It was her cup of tea.
“What is your name?” He asked again.
“Kiara.” She said.
He did not think she will ever tell him her name. Kiara. He found it beautiful, it was the most beautiful name he ever heard.
“So what am I doing here?” She asked him again.
He did not want to answer that question. He was not ready yet and he knew she was not ready to hear it. He turned around and opened the door but he did not go, he turned towards her.
“I will send a maid to help with your bath and bring you clothes so you can change in and come down for breakfast.” He said.
He turned around and went out of the room. She followed him but the door refused to open. She tried pulling and pushing it but it was too heavy. It was not supposed to be heavy, she was a werewolf, an Alpha female and the strongest female of the werewolves. She gathered all her strength and pushed and pulled but it did not open. She surrendered and went to the bed. She sat on it and waited. Not long later, the door opened again and a girl walked in, carrying a neatly folded dress and pieces of jewellery. Kiara looked at her properly. She was a human. Kiara gasped. The girl came and stood in front of her.
“Do you want a cold bath or a warm bath?” The human spoke.
It was Kiara’s first time seeing a human and the girl looked and smelled weak but Kiara did not feel dominant over her.
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