I'm the Alpha's Mate

Chapter 4

I was jolted awake by the sounds of multiple footsteps hitting the cement floors. I push myself from the cold, hard ground and yawn. My body aches and my bones are chilled, it is like sleeping in a freezer, a dusty, potent freezer meant to hold dead bodies. This entire building feels like a death chamber.

I glance at the other girl in the cell, she seems to still be sleeping.

My hands run down my face, and when I look at my palms there are thin streaks of dirt on them. I'm thirsty, my mouth is like a dessert that has not seen rain in years. I wonder what grandma's doing, what she's thinking, if she's panicking, hopefully, she's not having a heart attack. I just need to get back to her.

The footsteps grow louder until the man from yesterday stops in front of the bars of the cell. A glare hardens on my face as he opens the door and motions for me to go with him. It would not be smart of me to refuse.

I glance back at the girl. I do not want to leave her, but I will find a way to get her out too.

I struggle, my feet are sore, and trudge towards the man. He shut and locked the door after I left.

"Do I have to drag you, or can you obediently follow? Well, if you tried to run, I would have to kill you." He says.

I nervously nodded my head and followed him out of the brick building. When the sun hits me I am blinded, my eyes burning from the sudden light. I rub them until it does not sting to have them open.

"This way," the man orders.

I trail behind him as we walk away from the brick building and towards the houses in the distance. The closer we get, the more I study them. There are about three houses in a row, with more further in the distance. The three houses are very large, but the one in the middle was mesmerizing. It was white on the outside with accents of gray stone. We hurry up the driveway and to the front steps. I feel a little on edge when the man knocks on the two grand, white doors.

It did not take long before a young, handsome man opened one of the doors.

"What ya got, Yeonjun?" He asks the man excitedly, just from this small encounter I can tell he is a happy person.

All of the sudden, an English bulldog comes running out the door and straight to me.

"Bruiser! Get back here!"

I immediately crouch down and start to pet the sweet thing. I have always wanted a dog, but grandma said if I can barely take care of myself I cannot take care of a dog, though I was a child when she told me that.

"Hey there, aren't you just a big sweetheart." I coo at the slobbering dog, his stubby tail wagging like crazy. He jumps up at me and places his paws on my shoulders, he starts licking my face and I let out a giggle. "You're so silly."

I peer up at the two guys and their expressions are full of surprise. I pat the dog on his head and stand up, remembering my position.

"Um, okay, come on in, he's in his office," the man at the door welcomes us in and the man, whose name is Yeonjun, leads me into the house.

Yeonjun grabs my arm and pulls me down a long hallway. The walls are a neutral cream with white crown molding. Portraits hang in between

the windows that have silky curtains framing them, like white waterfalls, the pool on the wood floor.

As we venture further into the expensive-looking house my heart starts to beat faster, as if something is calling me to come closer.

All I want is to get back home to grandma so I can get on my knees and beg for forgiveness. I miss her terribly and I bet she is panicking like a child that cannot find their mother in a grocery store.

We are near two large, gray doors, and I can tell that whatever is behind them is calling me, whispering for me to burst through.

An irresistible aroma floods the air, it is woodsy, fresh, and very masculine. I never want to not smell it, as the certain scent has my knees wobbling. I start to breathe heavily as the temperature in this house begins to rise.

"What's happening?" I ask Lucy, in need of an explanation.

"I-I don't know." She sounds different like she is being affected by this hypnotic trance also.

We reach the doors and Lucy is utterly restless, not being able to calm down. Yeonjun knocks on the door and seconds later I hear a low "come in." My heart flutters.

Yeonjun slowly pushes the door open, it takes a second but feels like an hour-long ordeal. My eyes darted into the room. Bookshelves line two opposite walls, they are filled with thousands of books. The walls are a dark gray, and the floor is a plank of dark, clean wood. There are two comfortable-looking seats placed in front of a grand, wood desk.

Sitting behind the desk is a woman.

She has deep, brown hair neatly on her head, and it suits her. Even though she is sitting down, I can tell she is well built. The strangers' steamy dark brown eyes glide up from the papers scattered out on the desk as soon as I step in.

I suck in a breath and stare at her chiseled, handsome face. She could be a model or an actress, anyone to be adored by the public.

The scent takes over my brain the second the door opens, and I feel like I need it to breathe. Her gaze burns through me, and unlike any time before, I worry about how I look, my face is covered in dust and dirt from the cell. I must look monstrous.

Her eyes roam my body, making me feel naked. She must be the Alpha. Does she have this effect on everyone?

"I brought the rogue," Yeonjun says yet again.

I do not realize I am holding my breath until the woman behind the desk stands up, making me release it all.

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