Gathering the remaining dignity 1 still had, however little it was, I pulled down the dress and took a step to the side, advancing through the dark room Before he could say anything, I slammed the door shut.
I touched the side of the room, feeling the wall in search of the light switch, until I turned it on. The room was cozy. There was a double bed in the center, an empty desk, a television on the wall, and a wardrobe. There was also an attached door that led to a simple bathroom.
I huffed, imitated, humiliated, and… hating myself.
At least I would have a real hot shower, after many months without that comfort
I stared at the yellow wall of the room, sitting at the edge of the bed. As incredible as it seemed, I had slept well during the night. After months, Hunter’s constant presence didn’t scare me, because deep down, I knew he couldn’t get to me, not while I was under the same roof as Fenrir.
The heat of the beat cycle didn’t bother me either. It was as if my body had settled with the orgasms it had received.
1 let out a broken sigh and looked at the door, trying to decide what I should do.
And once again, my life had turned upside down in less than twenty–four hours. One moment, I was hiding in the forest, trying to outsmart Hunter’s males and facing the heat cycle alone. The next, I was mating with an arrogant and overbearing alpha.
What a delightful situation. I scoffed, laughing softly at my own misfortune.
A knock sounded at the door, startling me. I jumped off the bed with a sudden movement. The doorknob turned, and an older woman stepped in.
She had long, straight hair that had turned platinum with white strands due to age, tied up in a ponytail at the top of her head. She wore a simple, long blue dress that accentuated her voluptuous curves. The U–shaped neckline made her large breasts even more prominent. And she was tall, a few centimeters taller
Than me.
Her green eyes locked on me, and she raised a blonde eyebrow as she assessed me. The gesture, even though subtle, marked the lines of age on her face.
Mr. Fenrir and Ms. Alexandra are waiting for you in the kitchen for breakfast,‘ she said, her voice soft and faint.
I swallowed hard and nodded, forcing my body to move out of the room.
She stopped me, however, blocking the door.
“By the way, my name is Nicoleta. I work in this house.” She looked me up and down, frowning at my clothes. The same dress I had worn the day before. “Do you not have any other clothes?
I sighed.
“My name is Savannah, I introduced myself
myself, smiling faintly. “I only have this one and another,” I confessed, ignoring the shame that burned my face. “… um… had mare, but I lost them in the forest,” I said, telling half the truth.
I wouldn’t tell her how my clothes had ended up shredded in the woods while I was fucked and marked by a male i didn’t even know.
My God, it got worse every time I stopped to think about it.
pressed her lips together, as if feeling pity for
I’ll get you some new clothes,” she said, turning toward the neatly made bed. “And don’t worry about organizing the room, I’m here for that.”
I nodded, but i wouldnt stop making my own bed. I didn’t feel comfortable enough to act as if I belonged in that house, as if everything was familiar to me,
because it wasn’t.
I left the room at a quick på
pace, running down the stairs two steps at a time. I heard Fenrir and Alexandra’s voices as I approached the downstairs
area.
1 felt a warmth in my chest, like recognition. It was strange, and I couldn’t identify its source. Tentir stopped talking and tilted his head in my direction, as if detecting my presence
Alexandra lifted her face and gave me a sincere smile,
“Good morning, Savannah, How do you feel?‘
They were sitting at the large dining table. Fenrir was in the same place I had been yesterday, while Alexandra was seated to his right.
I looked at the abundance of food spread out on the flat wood, and my stomach growled loudly, making me even more embarrassed that I already was
It had been so, so long since I had so many options for breakfast, Because of our wild nature, meat was our f favorite food, but Selena and I could eat anything derived from it. Not since we became fugitives.
“Come, sit here to eat,” she said, pointing to the chair in front of her, on Fenrir’s left.
I didn’t want to sit near him, but I was starving. And I needed to eat and get strong if I wanted any chance of success in my escape.
As soon as I sat at the table, Fenrir stood up, barely casting a glance in my direction. He threw the cloth napkin over the dirty plate with breadcrumbs and turned to his friend.
“I have a few things to take care of,” he cleared his throat. “Handle this problem for me,” he said, nodding his chin toward me without even bothering to look
I clenched my jaw so hard that my teeth ached. Alexandra pursed her lips, displeased, but sighed and nodded silently.
I took a deep breath, focusing on the smell of freshly brewed coffee, trying to ignore the scent of fresh pine and damp earth that did… strange things stomach.
I hated Fenrir with all my strength. On my list of people I hated, he was just below Hunter.
He left the house, slamming the front door. I didn’t flinch, nor did I move, keeping my head high and my nose in th
the air.
As soon as he left, I felt something like… emptiness. I ignored it, convincing myself it was just the heat cycle or the mating acting on its own
I would never submit to anyone again. I would never trust anyone blindly again.
