“You never mentioned to me, man, that she owes you a debt?” the young man sinks his butt into the sofa, and crosses his legs.
Who is this young man to Alpha Arthur, and why does he address Alpha Arthur as ‘man? Something no one dares to? They don’t look alike for me to consider him as Alpha Arthur’s brother, and besides, what was he doing in Alpha Blade’s pack? What’s going on with these men that I find myself wrapped in their web of revenge?
Moving my bare feet from the sofa and placing them on the cold marble tiles, I send my stare in the direction of the man, “Can you pls take me back with you to wherever?” I plead.
I would rather die in his home or cage than be in the same space with Alpha Arthur. Alpha Arthur will eat my flesh alive, and no one will come to save me from him, not even Alpha Blade.
I notice how the brown sharp eyes of the man strangely gaze at me, like I’ve spoken offensive words before him, and I instantly bite my lower lips. May this my running mouth don’t make my death come faster than expected. I wish I know what is going on in his head.
Alpha Arthur clears his throat, and takes a position beside me, his hand wrapping over my shoulders, “Seems you’ve provoked Kalus. He hates she-wolves speaking to him,” he whispers in my ear, and I flinch.
Who is Kalus and how did I provoke him? Oh!… Him. The young man is Kalus, but still… How did I provoke him with my words, when I’d said more harsh words to him before now? What’s going on?
The young man, or should I say, Kalus. Alright… Kalus. His eyes finally moved away from me, running in the direction of Alpha Arthur, “I know you hate visitors, but I would like to stay 2 weeks or more in your home before returning,” he utters, and my heart skips.
Wa ooh! So I’m back in the home of Alpha Arthur after running away from him. What a funny karma. Dear Moon Goddess, thank you for finally deciding to send me back to this hell. Don’t worry, I promise to meet you up there soon, after this beast must have taken my life.
Alpha Arthur holds up a finger, waving it at Kalus, “No, you can’t. We are done with our deal, you can return to your home. Besides, you are wealthy enough to book whatever hotel you desire. Fucking go there, and leave my home,” I feel Alpha Arthur’s hand pressing my body tightly.
“I know seeking your permission about things doesn’t sit right with you, and that was basically a waste of my time,” Kalus stands up from a position, his hands in his pockets as his brows slightly raise, “I will pick any room of my choice and leave your home when I desire,” a bright grin spread across his well-proportioned face with balanced features, and I find myself gulping down at his handsomeness.
Kalus wags his fingers at my face, taunting me, “I will also see you around,” he says, and ambles away, leaving me behind with Alpha Arthur.
An awkward smile plasters on my face as I slowly turn my head toward Alpha Arthur. I make to render an apology but my lips press in a thin line stopping me from speaking. I don’t even know if an apology at this moment will be listened to. I don’t even know what to do with myself right now.
Alpha Arthur scans his eyes through my body, and I notice how his forehead creases in disapproval over something. But I don’t know what it is.
“I need to get you changed into something better. This hospital gown hides your beauty, and it distastes me,” Alpha Arthur pushes himself upright, his fingers encircling my wrist as he tugs me from the couch. He leads me outside.
We get to his car, and his driver darts forward to open the car when Alpha Arthur pulls him by the back of his suit, “Your services will not be needed today. Go have a rest,” snatching the car key from the hand of his driver.
Alpha Arthur opens the door of his super sports car, his palm on my hair, as he shoves me into the passenger’s seat. He shuts the door with a thud. My eyes blink uncontrollably in fear as I watch him turn over from the front of the car to the other side. Alpha Arthur fixes his butt on the driver’s position, “Put on your seatbelt,” he commands, and my trembling hands struggle to fix the belt clicker into its lock.
He whiffs in frustration, gripping the belt from me, and locking it. Without uttering a word to me, he turns on the engine of the car, and drives away.
The speed of the car makes me grasp onto the grab handle of the car, my heart racing as I keep saying my last prayer. What is Alpha Arthur doing, running 330 mph? I never planned to die in an accident.
The number of times I’ve screamed out my lungs is uncountable, and I promise to serve the Moon Goddess diligently if I survive this day.
The car comes to a halt right in front of a tall luxurious boutique. I clutch onto my chest which is already rising and falling heavily as I try to catch my breath.
“Get down,” Alpha Arthur commands, holding the car door. I try to step down but the shock and vibration I feel in my legs make it impossible.
Alpha Arthur whose face is already wrinkled with frustration tugs me out of the car, and places me on his right shoulder. He storms into the boutique, my hair swinging side by side at his back.
I hear some nice female voices welcoming him, and right then, I feel my body fall off him, and land on a sofa.
“Change her into something meaningful,” he orders a tall, pale-skin lady, who is dressed in a fine designer outfit.
“Bring her along,” the lady orders the three girls in uniform, and they walk toward me, requesting that I follow them.
I softly breathe, and force myself up from the sofa, following them.
Alpha Arthur sits on the other side of the couch with his legs crossed.
The girls pick some nice outfits for me, and I dress myself in them.
“Uau! Sei bellissima,” the woman utters as a grin spreads across her face.
(The meaning of the words; Wow! You look gorgeous).
“Alpha needs to see this,” she pulls me by the arm, and leads me to the presence of Alpha Arthur. I watch as Alpha Arthur scans me from my head to my toes. Rotating his index finger in the air, indicating that I turn around for him, and I obey.
He orders the lady to get more clothes for me to try on, and I huff in anger. Trying outfits is something that I hate so much and I believe I’m not the only one in this boat.
After trying the 50th outfit or God knows what, I keep fighting for my breath because my body is already exhausted. I just want to fall down and collapse. This is too much for me. Where the fuck will I go with all these clothes? Is this even necessary?
With the 50th outfit on me, I push myself out of the dressing room, a frown etched on my face as I stand in front of Alpha Arthur. I notice how his hand moves to his mouth, covering it as he chuckles right into it. I roll my eyes, my heart racing as I bite my lower lip in anger. Tears are already well up in my eyes.
Is this funny to him? Do I look like a mannequin that he uses to display clothes for his pleasure? What an insolent bastard. I just wish I could strangle him right this minute.
“Pack up all the clothes for her, let’s leave. That’s enough punishment for the day,” he utters, his cheeks dragging to the side, a smile displayed on his lips as he walks away.
Seriously? This is my punishment? How childish can he be? My hands place on my waist as I stand in agony, watching Alpha Arthur fade away.
The girls pack up the clothes. My eyes widen over the number of bags in their hands. They step out, and I follow right behind them. Everything gets fixed into Alpha Arthur’s car. I take my position, do the sign of the cross as Alpha Arthur starts his crazy drive once again.
After a few hours, we get to Alpha Arthur’s mansion, he tugs me by the arm and leads me into the mansion. Alpha Arthur opens the door of a room, shove me in, and my feet stumble forward.
“This is your room. I will see you soon,” he announces, closes the door with a thud, and I flinch.
My hands dig through my hair, grasping it. A heavy sigh leaves my mouth, and I push my head upward, holding the tears that threaten to drop down my cheeks. Elara!… everything will be fine. Take a deep breath and relax. I speak to my inner child.
I strip my body of my clothes to make my way to the bathroom, because I’m very much exhausted and need a proper rest. The door to the room suddenly opens, and my body jerks in shock.
My feet spin around in a hurry, with my hands halfway covering my boobs and pussy as I take a look at who it is.
My eyes are wide in shock because of the unexpected visitor, Kalus. The last person I expected to see in this room. Kalus, who is standing at the entrance of the room, fixes his eyes solely on my naked body, a vile smile plastered on his face.
“What are you doing here, Kalus,” I struggle to breathe the words, making sure to cover up myself with my hands.
With his hands in his pockets, he ambles forward, stopping in front of me. His finger runs through my face to my pressed-up boobs, “Now, I understand why Alpha Blade and Alpha Arthur are going crazy about you,” he softly utters, and moves his thumb through my lips, “What will you do, Elara, if I tell you that I now desire and also wants you?”
He pushes forward, his face leans toward me.