Pack Adonis

Chapter 4

Ryder

After what seemed a century we returned to the mansion, I was wearing a blue dress. It came to my mid thigh and hung a bit over my shoulder. But it was loose and comfortable.

A lot of people eyed me when I passed them, wondering who I was or why I wasn't death.
Ella and Marcus still didn't know who I was, that I was Ryder's mate. But they didn't seem to mind, since we've become fast friends.

"I see you've returned." It was Ryder, he walked down the huge stairs as he took us in.

"Thank you for the credit card." Ella smirked, he rolled his eyes and took it back from her.

His eyes scan over my body, making me blush in process. He doesn't say anything, he turned to Marcus.

"There are some problems at the borders, rogues. Look at it, while I get Ambrosia settled." Ryder commanded.

"Please." I added softly.

I hated it when someone commanded people around. You could at least say please.

Ryder eyed me daringly, he didn't like people protesting against him. Well he was about to get his hands full with me.

"Sure, Alpa." Marcus bowed his head respectfully.

"Ella go to the kitchen, they need your help." Ryder told her.

"Please." I said now louder.

This time he gave me a dirty glare.
"Of course, Àlpha." And also she bowed.

"Follow me." He commanded me.

"Please." I snapped.

He turned to me, towering me in his rage.

"Keep your comments for yourself, Ambrosia. I don't have time for your childish manners." He snapped.

When he turned away, I take a deep breath before rolling my eyes. That was intense, just having him near me.

He lead me upstairs, we passed his room. Where were we going? Just at the end of the hallway he came to a stop and opened a door. It lead to a gorgeous room. The walls were baby blue, my favorite color. There was a huge white bed with blue covers, a white wooden bureau, a walk in closet and a big white door that must lead to a bathroom.

"Woah." It tumbled out of my mouth.

Ryder placed my bags on my bed, I hadn't noticed he was carrying them for me. I was too busy falling in love with the room.

"I see you like your room-" I cut him off.

"My room?" I shrieked, he covered his ears.

"Yes, now-" I cut him off.

"You already bought me this clothes and it probably was a lot of money, I-" he cut me off.

"Geez, Ambrosia, you're part of the pack now. It's technically my duty to look after you. Stop being so grateful and get settled. I'll see you in the morning." He muttered.

He left me all alone in my brand new room. After I unloaded everything in my walk in closet, I crawled in my bed. It was so quiet. At the orphan house, I heard countless snores or moans or someone talking. I missed it terribly.

I fished my old IPod out of my handbag and put on my earbuds, bad liar from Selena Gomez comes up and I fall asleep eventually.

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I jumped up from my bed and searched the room. I felt the sweat ruining my new pjs. All I could do is try to catch my breath. Going into my normal habitat, I can breath again.

I've had this same nightmare over and over again since I was little. My friends used to comfort me all the time, but now they were gone. Tears fell down my cheek, but someone knocked on the door. I quickly whipped them away.

"Yes?" I called.

Ella danced in and jumped on my bed, a grin spread on her face. But it soon leaved when she saw my state.

"What's wrong?" She asked worried.

"Nightmare." I breathed.

She winced and pulled me in a hug, before realizing I was sweaty.

"Go get a bath, I'll get you some clothes." Ella told me kindly.

I accept the offer and make my way to my bathroom. In the mirror I almost spring back from shock. I looked like a mess. My hair was all over, I had huge bags under my eyes and my skin was paler than usual. Maybe a warm shower would help, it didn't.

So I just pulled on the clothes Ella gave me. It existed of a jeans short and a t-shirt with on the front 'oui' and the back 'non'. I liked it, although the short was really short. I just went with it.

"Goddess, you really had a tough night! Should I get some makeup?" Ella suggested.

"No, I'm just really hungry." I confessed, she just nodded and grabbed my hand.

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There was a huge room build into a cafeteria: countless tables, catering and drank automates. A lot of people, around my age in their twenties were seated. Ella knew exactly where to place me.

She jumped on Marcus his lap, but the table was filled with guys. I uncomfortably sat down as they eyed me. Ryder was nowhere to be found.

Marcus shoved me a plate with food and a kind smile, before he turned back to a obsessed Ella. She kept kissing his cheek. They were hopelessly in love.

The food was delicious, but I couldn't eat. My nightmare kept hunting me, it was more vivid this time and it felt so real. I was scared, I felt like I wasn't dreaming at all.

Somebody sat down at the table and I looked up, it was Ryder. My stomach turned upside down and I had to push down a smile. I felt excited seeing him, until that bitch sat down next to him.

I was close to ripping my hair out, when I heard someone fall behind me. I turned around as everybody started to buckle up. The girl had long brown hair, that was covered in eggs no and brown eyes. She was covered in her breakfast, I felt so bad for her. I stood up and raised her up.

"Are you alright?' I asked worriedly, she eyes me confused.

Like she couldn't get why someone would help her. Of course I would help her, I just had to. It made me curious about her.

"Oh, don't help that, she deserves it." Kyla laughed.

That.

What does she mean by that?

"Who are you to judge?" I demanded.

"I'm higher than her. I have the rights too." She snapped, I rolled my eyes and can't stop the comment that fell out of my mouth.

"The only high you stand is because of your fake Gucci heels." I snapped.

Again the room buckled up, the girl started at me in pure shock. Kyla looked outraged and unconsciously I looked at Ryder, who was calmly sipping his coffee. Of course he wouldn't care.

"Come on, let's get you clean." I told the girl and took her along.