chapter 6

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I'm back pitches dun dun dun... ive been on a journey...to the local library to..get my sh*t together

Enjoy my put together sh*t

I am now currently sitting in Mason's kitchen-yes I said Mason-mystery man has finally told me his name and by that I mean he snapped after hearing me refer to him as dude so many times. Not that I minded at all, I mean Mason is definitely way more appealing than 'dude'.

I am trying to digest this uncharismatic bowl of sugar people these days call cereal, I mean seriously, what the hell happened to healthy cereal that had nutrients in it and actually helped your body function instead of just putting you  on a sugar high for a maximum of two hours which-may I just add in-will leave you tired and grouchy after it dies down.

Unable to take a third bite of this stuff I pushed out of my chair, startling Mason who was sitting silently at my side watching me eat which is not at all creepy,  I made my way to the kitchen cupboards and rummaged through them like a maniac, given the fact that I had no idea which foods stayed where.

"Uhm what are you doing" Mason asked his voice filled with curiosity

"Trying to find decent food around here" I mumbled not really paying attention to him but rather pleased by the fact that I had found some herbs

After a whole 30 minutes or so of looking for the ingredients I need, I finally have everything. Mushrooms, onions, peppers, eggs, sausages, bacon, rosemary, an orange , bread slices and butter. It would have been a quicker process would Mason have helped me find the ingredients but I chased him away after I asked for rosemary and he gave me green onions instead.

Popping the bread in the toaster I started on chopping up my ingredients for my omelet. A few minutes later I had a plate consisting of an omelet, grilled sausages, a citrus glaze and crispy bacon

Satisfied with my creation I pushed the plate towards Mason who had already been starring admirably at the food and helped myself to some buttered toast.

"This is what breakfast looks like" I said to him a little smug at his reaction. Not wasting time he dug into food as if it would suddenly disappear. Halfway through his meal he looked up at me at a speed that would have given me whiplash had I not been focussed on my slice of toast

"goddess I am so sorry" he said looking like a deer caught in headlights. Pushing the plate to me he continued "here I am eating while you have not had decent food in over fourteen hours, I am so selfish"

Stifling a giggle I pushed the plate back to him "A chef knows her greatness her duty is to let others know" I said with a wink reciting my mother's words "besides I have the toast"

I felt shame wash over me at the thought of my mother. Here I am cooking for my kidnapper while she is probably out there worried sick about me. Straightening my back I lifted my chin slightly and fixed him with a glare "why are you keeping me here?" I said with a no nonsense tone.

"look Alyona I have a few important things to talk to you about, I know kidnapping you is probably not the way to go about this but I'm not good at these things so I knew no other way to explain this to you outside of sch-" he cut himself off and straightened his back, eyes wide with alarm as if he was stuck in thought.

He shot out of his chair and made his way toward the kitchen exit.

"What is happening, where are you going?" I yelled trying to keep up with his pace

I don't know if he was purposefully ignoring me or if whatever is going on has got him riled up so much that my words simply fell short at his ears but he just kept going towards what looked like the front door.

He slammed the front door open and rushed outside, not noticing that he'd stopped I rushed out after him and rammed into his back. Rubbing my forehead I looked around to see Connor and Jason surrounded by a group of muscular looking guys, the whole group-as well as Mason-focused on a black Mustang, flanked by two black SUVs ,driving towards us at an immensely high speed.

As the cars stopped the last person I expected to see here stepped out of the Mustang. I made my way around Mason and towards this person. Attempting to get a closer look, thinking I must be mistaken; surely he should be hallway across the world from me. He marched to me engulfed me in a spine straightening hug then pushed me back and assessed me as if looking for any injuries. Satisfied that he had found none he gazed around as if looking for someone.

He locked eyes with Mason and I couldn't hold back the look of utter disbelief that must have been etched upon my face. He looked at Mason as if he knew him, but not only that, also as if he would rip him apart.

Before I could say something I he growled angrily at Mason and made his way towards him

"What is the meaning of this pup" he ground out at him, I've never seen my brother this angry in my life and what was with calling him pup "I asked for you to put them under your protection thinking that you knew what you were doing but instead I find that you have stolen her from her home" he continues, his words laced with a coldness I didn't think could come from him.

"Andrei" I called out trying to get his attention. He turns towards me, yanks my arm and starts dragging me towards his car "Andrei you are hurting me" I ground out trying to get him to loosen his grip on my arm.

He turned his head towards me once again and this time I noticed that his eyes were flashing between black and light brown just as Masons had before I had a panic attack, he loosened his grip and I yanked my arm from him then took a step back confused and to what was going on with my brother.

His expression softened at my actions and his eyes returned to their normal colour. Holding his hands up as a way of showing me he won't hurt me he spoke, this time, in a gentler tone as if I was a wounded baby deer

"Vikka...I can explain everything" he said earnestly to me

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So what do you think Andrei is going to say? Why do you think Alyona was so comfortable cooking for Mason? What do you think about the name Mason? How do you think Andrei knows Mason?

p.s Vikka is the Russian nickname for Viktoriya which is Alyona's second name

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