Alpha of Dahael - ONC2024

Chapter 4 - Feels Like Home

Sayde greeted the owners who were chatting in the lounge and they offered her some cookies, a slice of freshly baked chocolate cake and a cup of tea to take to her room.

She wanted to hug them tightly but opted for enthusiastically thanking them for their generous hospitality. She quickly went to her room and closed the door, sighing to herself as she placed the gift on the table. She used to have lots of friends back in high school but because of her reclusive nature, she had lost a lot of them and slowly but surely disappeared from their lives with each move she made. Ever since her grandmother died she had no resting place for herself, all she was left with was her grandmother's last words. "When you find a place to call your own, to call home, a place that calls to you; then you will know who you are."

She didn't grow up with her parents and the only love she had known was from her grandmother. She would always say cryptic things that never made much sense. Things like your father was a healer child, and that makes you very special or your mother protected you from all the bad things that could've happened to you but she would never expound on the matter only feigning exhaustion or shooing her off pretending to forget what she was talking about.

It was always so funny to her how her grandmother was convinced she was a healer but that didn't help her stop her grandmother from dying. She sighed in frustration at the thoughts running through her head, this was not the time to be going into a spiral.

She looked at the lack of contacts on her phone, and looked at the work emails that sat unopened in her inbox and let out a long frustrated sigh.

'Guess it's time to get to work,' she said to herself as she sat herself comfortably

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He watched as she drove away carefree as could be, he smiled to himself and shook his head, when could he ever get time to be like him? He walked towards the building to talk to the secretary for giving him the wrong code. A tiny sparkle caught his eye and he stooped over to pick it up, it looked like the thing hanging from Sayde's pocket.

He supposed he could thank the secretary for making the mistake and making him run into such a fire-spirited girl. His heart skipped a beat and furrowed his brow, a small thought flitted through his mind before disappearing into nothingness. "Mate?"

He chuckled to himself and shoved the necklace into his pocket for safekeeping.

After having a talk with the secretary who turned out to be quite a sweetheart, he was now lying comfortably in his new apartment, temporary shelter you may say. His first order of business was finding the person who could fix his problem. He sighed and stared at the walls in boredom.

'Well might as well,' he said to himself as he quickly got up and headed to the bathroom to take a quick shower. He might as well see what this area was like, his mind flickered back to the young lady of that morning.

'Maybe if he had gotten into the city earlier he might have gotten to know her.' His mind wandered to the way her eyes lit up when she laughed, the danger in her eyes when she thought he was suspicious. Her gentle smile was so warm, that he felt like he had felt the sun for the first time.

She seemed sweet and light and free-spirited, the confidence she exuded was something he wished he could embody. He let out a small groan as the warm water cascaded down his body. He felt a twitch, closed his eyes and slowly changed the water temperature to cold. He wasn't about to rub one out to a stranger he met barely 24 hrs ago.

He spent an extra minute taking in the iciness of the water before he stepped out of the shower and dried himself with his towel. He dried his hair and pulled on a t-shirt and a pair of jean shorts. Nothing could go wrong with a simple casual outfit to go to a bar or something.