woke up from my dream and gaze all around. I found myself I'm this dark room.
I was comfortably laying down on the master bed. I was spending my peaceful time after three months. In a moment. I received the smell of his arrival, may he be here about thirty minutes ago.
I can feel his aroma in the room, maybe that strange man was here? Oh wait a minute asking did he do something with you? I touched my whole body and tried to get enough clue but there was nothing. I don't see any scratch or mark on my body.
" He did nothing.... "
I gaze all around and looked towards the window there was nothing but everything which I was expecting. The moonlight was striking my face. As a weak omega, my wounds never heal easily but this is strange I'm feeling more energized. Maybe it is because of the moonlight?
I am not living my best life here but I have to run out from there before he could do anything worse. I don't want to get myself again in trouble so I have to move out.
I tried to open up the window but it was locked already. When I tried to touch its a lock to open it but it was already locked. I can't open it.
I know that bloody physio never allows me to break out of this jail. Now what do I do?
Maybe he wants to make me his slave? All omegas are became slaves of some powerful alpha? Maybe it is his strategy to tackle me.
oh, asking He was handsome from the depth of his eyes to the gentle expressions of his voice. He was handsome from his generous opinions to the touch of his hand upon my own. I loved the way his voice quickened when he sparkled with a new idea or was so enjoying one of mine that he lost himself for a moment and quite forgot the mask he wore for others. So I gave him my heart and kept him safe, that's the way it was you are stuck in hell, now you will be his slave for years and nobody will help you, Father already disldislikes my physio sibling and has no powers to save me and there is no clue of azelaic that he will come back and save me.
I sit on the bed hopelessly. My stomach starts bloating with hunger. I have not eaten the food for two days.
As a werewolf, we have to eat a lot because of maintaining our two sides of the body, a human and werewolf.
I spot my hand over my stomach and the craving for food was not getting stopped.
I looked up and prayed to Alpha Goddess Lucifer.
" Please help me out alpha Goddess I am stuck here. I want to go out. "
And suddenly the melody of the piano hit my ears. It was a melody that I heard in my childhood.
It was reminded my mother, Catherine Who always it whenever I became resentful. I remember my mother told me;
"As long there is no pain that can hurt you it is only you and your mindset which hurt you."
After five minutes the melody stopped. I quickly moved toward the door. I peeked out from the crack but there was nothing noticeable. I only see a stairs and blue carpet.
I went back and in the gap of a second. The door start opened I looked toward it and he was standing with her servant. He was in a black suit with folding sleeves, his servant was holding a tray of dinner.
I was thinking maybe he is reading my mind. Or maybe he is something else? With his intense look and Greek goddess body, he was adored by the fairer sex for his Teutonic-gold hair. It was a casual jumble sometimes but mostly neat and flowing. His crescent-of-moon eyebrows were thin and narrow. He carried an imperious nose well and his angular cheekbones carved down towards a flinty jaw. Unusually for a model, he had a manly, Samson physique. The catwalk loved the way he glided with an athletic grace without skipping a beat.
His mariner-blue eyes were orb round and darted constantly, a-gleam with delight and the vigor of youth. They were soft, Irish eyes and swam with joy. They shone brightly, as two sapphires dipped in milky pools. Everyone commented on his vivacious character and his gentle nature. His voice could be foghorn loud when he was booming out a guffaw but it was normally mellifluous. His gap year clothes always made him appear younger than his years. The swirl of his loamy cologne had them swooning in the aisles.
He has the body of a Greek goddess who was seducing me. I tried to take off my eyes from him but his face was central to my attention.
" SO YOU WOKE UP ?.."
" WHAT DO YOU MEAN? Hayes, who are you? Hayes you please leave me. I don't want to be your slave please leave me alone for the shake of alpha goddess."
I was waiting for his reply but he looked toward his servant and blink his eyes.
The servant serves dinner on the side table.
" Madam you have to eat."
Before I could say anything more they leave me alone and locked the room. I moved in a rush to him and yelled out.
" HAYYYEE YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME LIKE THIS? PLEASE GET ME OFF. I CAN'T STAY HERE."
I tried to push the door but nobody listens to me, how rude they are? I don't understand why it is happening to me.
ARCHARD ( POV )
I walked downstairs. I was angry, my face was getting angry. I looked toward him.
" Mr. Archard I'm going back don't worry."
He quickly rushed out from the house, it was 4pm. I quickly went to the garage area and sit inside the car.