Mated To The Devil

Chapter 2: Masquerade ball

Natasha's POV

"Good evening, madame."

I smiled at the man who greeted me. "Good evening," I greeted him back. 

"Your invitation please," he offered his palm waiting for me to give him the invitation that he's asking.

I repeatedly cursed inside my head. 

I don't have any invitation because I'm not invited to this party. It's my first being in this kind of event in my entire life and I have no idea that this is how it works. All I know is that, I need to wear a long sexy dress that exposed half of the skin in my body and a red mask that covers half of my face, and I'm glad I did that but the invitation. . .

I smiled at the man in front of me. He's a big man and looks scary but at the same time has a gentle aura and is smiling back at me. 

I removed my mask so I can look at him and he can see my eyes clearly.

"You are very beautiful, madame," he said. 

I smiled at his words genuinely because I truly feel beautiful right now. I am wearing make-up-- a thing that I haven't done in my life until tonight. It's honestly a shame that I have to cover my face with a mask because the said theme of the party is a masquerade. 

"You will let me in and forget this happened," I whispered to him as I stare directly into his eyes. 

Seconds after, there was a red sparkle sparked in his eyes. The man nodded at me with full obedience as he untied the red ribbon that served as a blockade. 

"Thank you," I whispered once again as I wore my mask again and entered inside. 

I have used this ability several times already the moment I stepped foot in this city. If my father knew about me using my ability to control minds, he'd be furious because I was forbidden to use this skill of mine my entire life. But even though I was forbidden to practice it, I can easily use it if I want to. I can easily read and control minds if I want to. It comes naturally. I remembered that I even tried it on my friends before and it works but when I tried to do it with my mother and father— I can't. Especially with my father. I can't read what's on his mind. It's like there's a block or something that I do not know and can't understand.

I am the only one in our pack who has the ability to read and control minds. My mother said that this is a special gift given to me and no one else possessed it in our kind.

It wasn't my intention to control minds because it is morally wrong but I have no choice but to do so.

May they all forgive me.

I touched the dagger securing it in my thigh harness. The slit in my dress is high and exposed my right thigh but I'm glad the dagger remained hidden and safe because it's a precious weapon given by my father. He even said that it was designed to kill the man.

As I entered the room where the party is, the sound of the violin welcomed me and I automatically feel relaxed because the sound of it is so soothing to my ears. But, I quickly composed myself because I'm not here to relax, that's way too far from the reason why I went here to this party. 

I roamed my eyes around. The room is filled with sophisticated and elegant people. From the way they moved and the way they talk--, you can tell how rich they are-- filthy rich. 

But my eyes are looking for one particular person. I have no idea what he looks like and who he really is except from the description of my father of him. He told me that he is arrogant, ruthless, and dangerous and I have to be careful with him. 

'But, you have to be sure in killing him.'

The words of my father echoed in my mind. I shook it off and tried to put it at the back of my mind but it's just impossible to. And his other words saying I can't go home unless I have the man's head is just hard to forget because it affects me badly. I wanted to ask him why. Why can't I?