A/N
I just wanna point out that I own none of the pictures in this story, just saw them and thought they were nice!
Also this chapter is gonna be very long and its also a filler!
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The last thing I remembered was blithely being led down a corridor and then ended up sitting around an island in this magnificently huge house. Don't ask me how I got here because I wouldnt be able to tell you, but I know it was by some supernatural force. I let my eyes wander about my surrounding, watching in awe how everything seemed so exquisite and luxurious. From the stool I sat on to the carpeted floor I just walked on screamed expensive and I almost felt out of place.
"Beautiful isn't it?" He asked cooly and I snapped my eyes in his direction, amusement written all over his face.
"Uh-yes sir" I answered quite embarrassed that he caught me staring so absent mindedly.
I was so busy gawking I had forgotten he was standing a few feet away from me. I sat in an uncomfortable silence while nervously playing with my fingers. His actions couple moments ago had shocked me, not only did he volunteer to show me around, he also obviously went against what he had ordered me to not do, and that was to 'not converse with another werewolf'. Now either he wanted me to get in trouble or he was just...brave. But then again why didn't he intervene?. Honestly, when he was leading me out of his office, I felt relieved to be out but curious as to why he would help a slave as myself. Back at the estate no werewolf, would even bat an eye at us, they made sure to keep the superior-inferior aura at all times.
"Penny for your thoughts?" He asked, bringing me out of my baffled state of mind. It was surprising enough that he was sitting in the same room as me but he was also speaking to me so casually!
"Well-uh, you offered to show me around but isn't that the same thing as speaking with a werewolf. I really don't want to get in trouble..." I trailed off for a split second. I heard when he cursed under his breath before speaking.
"He's obviously trying to intimidate you" he stated quite annoyed "God, sometimes I wonder if he ever stopped taking those bitch pills" he mummbled while rolling his eyes and I struggled not to smile. Yep, definitely brave.
At the mention of him my mood dropped slightly, I hated the feeling of being punished for something I never done. And what was worst I had no idea what was going on in my own life, and it wasn't like he was giving me the answer to those questions, and I know he never will. I was just so confused!
"I'm guessing you're confused as to why you're here?" He asked as if reading my mind. Honestly if I was brought here under different circumstances, I think I would at least be happier however living in isolation for god knows how long is very heart numbing.
When I didn't respond I heard when he sighed but it wasn't one of annoyance, but more out of...pity. I watched as he grabbed a stool and sat opposite of me around the island.
"I'm not going to sugar coat anything because its about time we address the elephant in the room" he said seriously while staring at me intently, probably trying to gauge a reaction out of me. Finally I met his eyes because, for some reason I know what he was going to say after to this was either going to make me feel better or make me feel ten times worst. And I pray it was not the latter.
"You may or may not be the Alpha's mate"
Now I had to do a double take and really stare at him, a minute pass where I just heard the wind blowing harshly outside and when I saw that his serious expression was not faltering, I took a quick glance behind me to see if there was anyone else in the room besides us. I have never met or seen a mad werewolf but honestly this one seemed as if he was losing brain cells by the minute!
"Are you talking to me?" I squeaked as my eyes widened with sheer terror. And when he nodded his head my body went limp. I felt my chest tightening as I struggled to breathe normally. From my peripheral I saw when he rushed from his stool to steady me on the seat I was about to fall off of.
"Bu-but that's impossible" My voice trembled as what I said came out more of a question rather than a statement.
"Thats what he thought too and honestly he has his doubts but knowing him, he won't let the slightest thing slip through his fingers" he tried to console me but it wasn't even doing me any good. His body was crowding me and I was feeling suffocated.
I needed some air.
So the whole reason I was brought here, was because of the possibility of being mated to the most ruthless and sadistic wolf in the whole werewolf society. Me...a human?
"Skyler..."
"Skyler..."
"Skyler!"
I felt cold water being splashed against my face so unexpectedly, I almost fell off the stool for the second time for the night! And when I glanced at him his eyes were looking panicked with a hint of amusement.
'Did he just splash me with water'
"Sorry you were freaking out"he said sheepishly while handing me a dry towel. I accepted it and dried my face crestfallenly but stopped midway when the words of the witch rang in my head 'you'd be surprised to see how many others will come to know your name'. Oh my God! It was funny how fate had a way of sprinkling a little chaos in our lives. But freaking out won't help the situation. When it was obvious that I had calmed down he took that as a cue to speak again.
"I'm sure that you know it's unheard of that a werewolf has ever been mated to a human and the only way a werewolf would even involve themselves with a human would merely be for pleasure..." he explained cooly almost as if he was speaking to a child. First of all...ew. "So someone as powerful as him being mated to a human is almost...abominable" he added. Second of all...ouch.
"But I heard that he didn't even have a mate" I whispered while my voice broke in the process.
"Everyone believed that too, but here you are, hopefully to prove the rumors wrong" he chirped and I could almost hear the optimism in his voice. "Honestly, I know you're scared and I know this is going to be too much to ask of you, but please look pass his cold exterior, he's fighting a battle everyday neither you are me could even comprehend so please I'm begging you, bare with him" he said softly and I felt when my heart clenched at his request.
Could I ever be mated to someone like him, hell, he didn't even seem like he wanted a mate. This was too much to ask out of a person, especially a person like me who had nothing to offer.
"You say he has his doubts, then does that mean... he doesn't want to accept the fact that he has a mate or he doesn't want to accept me?"
His face fell and I could see the defeat etching its way across his face.
"Most likely both...but there are external factors that would cause him to be in denial, I mean when you're the most feared being in this society you do tend to have enemies that would do anything to see your downfall, even if its creating an artificial mate, but he's only being cautious" He admitted and I scrunched up my eyebrows in confusion.
"So does he think I'm...artificial?" I asked disoriented, but he just chuckled.
"Yes he does...but don't worry I know you're the real deal" He said with a massive grin on his face and I must say it was quite contagious.
After that we sat in an awkward silence before he spoke again, becaue I was too flummoxed to utter a word.
"Well, its getting late so you should probably get some rest" he said while loudly slappimg his thighs and standing up.
"Yea I-guess so too"I agreed. Funny how he offered to show me around but did something completely different.
"Well, I'mma head out" he said while walking towards the door. As I watched his retreating figure, I couldn't help but think I left out something important to asked.
"Wait!" He stopped in his tracks and spun around on his heels to face me.
"Wha-what is your name?" I asked timidly. I saw when that same grin broke out on his face for the second time for the night before he answered.
"I'm Cyrus, beta of the Blood Moon pack"he said authoritatively then finally walked out. As he left my brain was still processing what he said just now. He was the freaking beta? And he was speaking to me as if I was his equal. Apart of me felt that if I wasn't in the situation I was in he wouldn't have spoken to me the way he did, but honestly I must say, he's the nicest werewolf I have ever talked to.
As I sat there doing nothing in particular, I let my mind replay everything that we just talked about, some of the things just didn't quite add up.
Why do I feel like the conversation with Cyrus had revealed a depth of danger.
A/N again!!
Ok nevermind byeee!!
Oh wait I remember
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