The Heartless Alpha

Chapter 5

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Enjoy. I've listened to 'Nocturnal' by Disclosure featuring The Weeknd, while writing this. Lol :))

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A few shallow breaths fan my neck make me twitch a little. I shuffle by body on the comfy mattress and snuggle my neck deeper into the pillow having to crane my neck to the side

But only it wasn't my comfy mattress nor was it a pillow I snuggled my neck into. It was all Dylan's body.

I place my hands on his chest and push ready to get the hell out of here, but instead his arm wraps around my waist his body then suddenly freezes.

His arm then unwraps themselves around me and he pushes me off him growling. I tumble to the edge of the bed lying on my back in complete utter shock. Shit.

Dylan swiftly moves off the bed and leaves the bedroom locking it right after him.

I yell and scream out a quick "no!". This can't be happening. I need to get out of there. I get off the bed and run to door shakes it frantically though it doesn't budge.

I start to take deep breaths ready to knock the door down even if that not possible for me. I back up a little and run full speed to the door and knock my shoulder against it. My injured shoulder.

"Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh fuck" I yelp. Holding on to my now painful shoulder while wincing. I snap out of my trance and hear hushed voices outside my room. I widen my eyes and put my ear towards the door trying to get an idea of what the voices are saying.

First person I hear speak is Chris.

"Man, let her out. Surely she won't escape." He says. Next person I hear is Dylan. I shuffle on my feet uncomfortably

"Let her out when I say." Dylan mutters.

"Will do, Alpha" Chris says taking his demand. I quickly move from the door and pace around my room thinking of another escape route.

I munch on the skin on the side of my finger nails. Nervousness starting to hit me. I turn towards a door guessing there's a bathroom.

I open the French door and peak inside. Yep, a bathroom. Instead of wasting my time, I'll take a quick shower.

I walk to the shower and turn the tap on. Water blasting through the jets, the mirror getting foggy by steam.

I strip out of my clothes and enter the warm shower. I sigh in content and wash myself with what looks like a few of Dylan's products. I put my head under the soothing water and start to wash my oily scalp.

Once I'm done with my shower, I get out and wrap myself with a towel. I leave my dirty clothes on the bathroom floor and exit the bathroom glancing around the bedroom.

The problem is, what am I going to wear. I shuffle around the room a bit more until the door opens. Dylan walks in with a bag almost reading my mind.

My body goes into a little shock. I tighten my arms around my towel.

"Here, some clothes" he says gruffly without looking my way. Ok.

"Cool, thanks." I reply heading towards the bag. When he notices me move, he looks up his eyes going pure black. Oh my.

I gasp in shock but also surprise and I take a step away. Dylan exits and slams the door shut. I wince once I hear the loud bang.

I unzip the bag and look through the clothes. No girl clothes, just boys. I huff in annoyance and measure a few items of clothing across my body that will fit me.

I hurriedly put on a top that ends up mid thigh and baggy pants with a pair of socks. I smell a nice scent that makes me body shiver. I put my head down and sniff the collar of the top. It smells just like Dylan, Musky and earthy. Yum.

Once I finish getting dressed, I open the bedroom door. Instead of making my way around the house, I'm stopped by Chris.

"Nope, can't leave." He simply states. I huff in annoyance and glance to the side and look back at him.

"Excuse me, but you can't leave me cooped up in here. What if I'm hungry?" I complain.

"Oh you are?" He questions, I nod a quick yes.

Chris raises his eyebrow and tilts his head to the side.

"Go down the hallway, down a flight of stairs, take a quick left and you should find the kitchen. We have a few cooks who live in the house. I'm sure they will gladly feed you." He smiles.

"Thanks Chriso!" I smile back giving him a nickname. I sidestep to the right and walk down the hallway glancing back at Chris.

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I use the direction Chris tells me and I do find myself in a fairly large kitchen.

"Hello" I greet shyly at the three cooking ladies rapidly chopping vegetables.

"Ciao bella!" One lady shouts from the stove. I chuckle from her strained Italian voice.

"Want some food? We are nearly finished with cooking breakfast" she continues, smiling at me.

I reply with a quick nod. I take a seat on the bench stools. All three ladies talking Italian rapidly while glancing back to me every now and then.

"I'm Lena, that's Carla and Marie" she introduces while setting a plate full of breakfast I front of me. I smile warmly before scoffing my breakfast down.

I take a sip of orange juice that was placed in front me and finish up.

"Thanks ladies, I greatly appreciate it." I thank.

"Anytime" The three ladies say in unison. I hop of my stool and search around the house a little more.

I continue walking down a large hallway full of light and doors until I reach a big door. Not just one big door but the exit. Aka the exit to home!

I run for my life and open the door. I check around for any of those guards.

Once the coast is clear, I dash into the woods. Without any shoes.

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Amelia