Chapter Four
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Mirabel
"Sarah, you can't go. They won't let you leave, please stay," I held her hand as tight as I could because I didn't want to lose her like others.
"No, they won't let me stay either. They will kill me and if I don't leave today then I will never be able to see the grounds. It is my only chance," Sarah whispered and I kept weeping, the thought of never seeing her again was making me breathless. She was precious to me.
Sarah held both sides of my head and neared in. "I wish I could take you with me, Mira." I snivelled and looked up at her. The sincerity was shining bright in her eyes, along with pensive gloom. "But I promise I will come back to rescue my family. I won't leave you here for long in these monsters' hands." She held my hand and squeezed it between hers. I couldn't control it anymore and hugged her as if I would die I wouldn't. She let me unload my sorrow for a minute or two until her hands pulled me away.
"It's time," She said while looking at the clock.
First thing that rang my ear was my breath along with the pounding of my heart. I wanted to open my eyes but it felt like the hardest thing to do. My throat was parched, my whole body was cold. I couldn't move. Was I dead? Maybe not. Because something warm holding my hand convinced me I was still alive. I could feel it was someone's hand but why was it shaking? And whose hand was it?
This alone made me fight with every fibre of my being. Arduously, I opened my eyes and my vision wasn't steady but a white ceiling with a bright light welcomed me. I squinted and gulped. I wanted to speak but my weak body and dry throat wasn't willing to cooperate.
"Water," I croaked. And just as suddenly, on my left, I felt movement happening. I turned my head in the direction and found a giant man standing next to my bed with a bottle of water in his hand. My eyes widened in shock and the first thing I concluded was that he was Mr. Benjamin's man. He might be here to poison me or suffocate me to death. I jerked back and started shaking my head. Even though the needles in my vein prickled but I couldn't focus on that pain. It was nothing close to what was coming.
"Please do not hurt me," The giant man who was about the height of a door and the size of a meaty bull stepped ahead with a concerned face. I hugged the pillow behind me and used it as a shield between him and me. I was in a state of hysteria to imagine anything more than death.
"Hey, relax, little one. I am not here to hurt you, you are safe here," He mumbled it in his gentle tone that I wasn't expecting from him. I hid my nose behind the pillow and just kept staring between him and the bottle he was holding. "You don't have to be afraid of me," By his looks, no one could say he held the capacity to be gentle and kind. His face was sharp and every inch of his body sported swollen muscles. He was thrice my size and I couldn't help but agree that this was my first time seeing someone as huge as him.
"Who are you?" I muffled in the pillow, not sure if I was even audible to him.
"I am...I am your saviour," I blinked at him. Saviour? Last time when I was running, I remember someone was chasing me and I was sure they were Mr. Benjamin's men but then I reached the riverside and fainted due to cold and fear. When did he find me?
"Water," I pointed at the bottle as I couldn't resist anymore. He smiled and extended his hand. I reluctantly took it from his hand. He had the cap removed. I drank and a whisper-like moan escaped my throat. My cheeks blushed when I looked at him and caught a smile lingering on the corner of his lips. He took the bottle from me when I was done.
"Were you chasing me?" My tone was weak and soft just so I wouldn't offend him.
"One of my men found you by the river. You were running away," He said and I quietly agreed. "Were you running away from someone?" I bit my chapped lips and looked at him. Was it safe to tell him? "Were you in danger?" He stepped ahead again and I pressed myself more in the headboard. He stepped back on my reaction. "Look, I want you to know that you are completely safe here. No one can cause you harm, okay? I need your trust so I can help you." He spoke to me as if he was talking to a baby. No one had ever talked to me this way.
"Why do you want to help me?"
"Because you need it," It was true but I didn't know if I could trust him. Trust had taken many of my friends away. I looked around and assessed the room. It didn't look like the boarding house's room. It was different. The bed I was in was also different. The aura around me. Everything. It spoke of something new that I was yet to discover. My eyes widened in surprise when I saw a window in the room. Window? My God. We never had windows at the house. I didn't realise I was moving out of bed until the needle in my hand pinched me. I hissed and looked down.
"Hey, be careful." The man jumped ahead and held my hand. I begrudgingly let him hold it and remove the needle. His hands were shaking. It baffled me a little but I concentrated back to the window. "Am I on the ground?" I asked.
The man took a while to answer. "I think so," I smiled and ran the moment he freed my hand.
"Can you open it?" I wanted to see how the world outside looks like, now that I had seen moonlight and trees. I could believe it was all real. Sarah wasn't lying or delusional.
The man behind me smiled widely and drew the thing out of the window. Just as he did, a bright light from the window fell on my face, making me speechless, taking all my breaths away. "This...this is so beautiful," The round figure that I deduced as the sun was rising up to the pinkish orange sky. The trees on the ground were glistening under its glow. I was mesmerised by the beauty of nature. It was always what I wanted to see.
"Does the sun rise everyday?" I asked in all enthusiasm. Watching sunrise was a rare occasion for someone like me who had lived her life inside the walls. The man beside me looked at me with a confused face and I wondered if I asked the wrong question.
"Yes, little one. The sun rises everyday, you didn't know that?" I could sense the awkwardness rounding us both.
Biting my lower lip, I smiled and shook my head. "I was just asking," He nodded faintly and looked at the window with a strain on his forehead. Just like Mr. Benjamin, but the difference was he didn't look angry, just surprised.
"What is your name?" He asked, still staring at the window. By his tone I could feel I had definitely asked something wrong.
"Why do you ask?" I questioned back meekly. My heart started to pound rapidly.
He looked at me. "Because if you are going to live here, we need to know each other,"
I frowned. "Live?" There was no way I would live with a man thrice my size alone.
"Don't worry, this is a packhouse and I am an Alpha. We won't be the only ones living here," He said simply after reading my horrified face. I didn't understand the packhouse and Alpha terms.
"What is a packhouse and an alpha?" I asked back. He smiled. This man had been smiling a lot.
"You will know eventually. For now can we settle on a name?"
"My name is Mirabel." I told him while staring ahead. Too nervous to meet him in the eye for some reason.
"Mirabel." He spoke my name as if testing it on his lips. "That is a unique name,"
"I assume you haven't heard of me. I am Maximus Dashiell," Maximus, that was also a unique name. I nodded my head but didn't test his name on my lips. I could feel his eyes on me to gauge my reaction.
"Where are you from, Mirabel?" He asked and I felt someone stopped my heart.
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Alpha's Runaway Mate
WerewolfMirabel Rhodes lived a life in a boarding school that was situated under the ground. Never had she seen a ray of sun or a twinkle of stars but only heard about a world that existed above them in books. Her foster family prepared her and hundreds of...