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Written: 14 February 2022

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I stuffed another spoonful of mac and cheese into my already full mouth, it felt like weeks since I last ate anything and this mac and cheese was really delicious.

I could feel Mason staring at me while I chewed on my breakfast, starting to feel a little self-conscious, I swallowed the food in my mouth before clearing my throat, staring back at Mason who was sitting in front of me.

"Alpha Mason, why am I here?" I asked, trying my hardest to not stutter, "I just trespassed into your land, why am I not in the dungeon? Plus, I ran away from my pack, so that means I'm a rogue, and from what I heard from my old alpha that you are the king of all werewolves, he also mentioned that you hate rogues, so why am I in your house?" I questioned, staring at him nervously, blurting out all my questions before I had the chance to process what I said. I was honestly expecting him to throw me into a filthy room and torture me or kill me. I was positive that the moment I stepped into his territory I was dead meat. Yet here I am, sitting in front of the alpha king himself, stuffing my face with the mac and cheese he cooked for me.

Mason didn't say anything. His eyebrows were furrowed like he was deep in thought. A few minutes passed and the silence was starting to make me uncomfortable. I opened my mouth, about to say something when he cut me off.

"You ran away from your pack. Why?"

That was the last question I expected him to ask. I wasn't sure whether I was ready to tell him my whole life story and Darren once told me that if I told anyone what they did to me they would make sure I suffer a fate worse than death itself. I shuddered at the thought.

"W-what? Oh yeah, Uhm... I guess I wasn't the perfect fit."

Mason raised an eyebrow, clearly expecting a much more specific explanation.

"My pack m-members aren't really that fond of me. And I've always been the useless one among them... I guess I felt tired of being the outcast and decided to leave," I sighed. That wasn't the truth, but it wasn't a lie either. But he doesn't need to know that.

"You're lying."

Well then, talk about mind reading.

"N-no I'm not," I internally cursed myself for stuttering.

Mason eyes me suspiciously, "I'll let it drop for now, but I will ask again, and when I do, I expect the full truth from you." His voice held much authority, it was stern and strict. I quickly nodded my head and sighed in relief when he left the kitchen, not questioning me further. Leaving me alone with my mac and cheese.

I tried to finish the rest of my Mac and Cheese but while eating, I couldn't help but let my mind wander to Alpha Mason, I got to admit that he is attractive but could I really believe him, believe he is my mate? I really want to believe him but a small part of me is really scared, afraid that he would hurt me. A small whimper caught my attention as I turned around only to see a small kid, probably the age of 7-8, looking terrified and sad. I could not help but walk up to her, asking her where her parents were.

"I don't know where they are, we were playing hide and seek but they still haven't found me." She cried to me, while I soothingly rubbed her back trying to calm her down.

I held her hands and said to her in a soothing voice, "Come with me, I will help you find your parents, okay?" She just nodded her head and followed me. The truth is, I really love children, I used to play with the kids in my old pack during my free times, when I wasn't cleaning the pack house or being tortured, they were the only ones who did not bully me. To me, they are like angels from heaven, the only thing that has really kept me alive and sane all these years. They gave me hope when I was in my darkest days, they didn't judge me like the rest of the pack did.

"So, what is your name?" I asked, looking down at the small girl.

"Bella." She said her tears had stopped but sadness was etched on her face. I gave her a smile, "That's a really pretty name, Bella." She rubbed away the previous tears from her face, "T-thank you," she replied, a smile forming on her face.

"Now, where did you last see your parents?" I asked her.

"In the flower meadow," She replied.

"Can you bring me there?" I told her, giving her the sign to lead the way. She walked forward, dragging me along, while she walked out the pack house and going towards the direction which I assume is the meadow.

As she led me there, she started asking me a lot of questions like who am I, where am I from, am I new here, etc, completely forgetting how about finding her parents. Honestly my head was starting to hurt but I still answered her questions to fulfill her curious mind, I mean that is a good thing right?

As we drew nearer to the meadow, I saw people frantically searching for who I assume is Bella, that is when, I think they smelt my scent, which still smells like a rogue as I ran from my pack, they turned to looked at me and started growling really loudly and it scared Bella and myself. Whenever Alpha Darren growled, it was when he was about to hit me and when he does, it hurts really bad even though I am a werewolf and my healing is supposed to be fast but because of the large amount of wolfbane and silver in my system, I do not heal as fast as a normal werewolf and more like a human. It is also one of the few reasons my wolf is not able to surface or even shift even if I was able to. I started to tremble as I felt suffocated, my vision blurred and all I could hear was my heart beating erratically. A panic attack. I haven't had a panic attack since I ran from my pack. I then heard another growl, one louder than all the previous growls. This made me tremble more, I could have angered them more, but then, I was suddenly pulled into someone's chest, sparks flew wherever our skin touched, and the faint sound of someone calling me to breathe. I started to breathe along to the rhythm of the heartbeat of the person hugging me, they're voice calming me, soon my vision cleared, my heartbeat slowed down and I started to breathe normally again.

I looked up to see that the person that was hugging me was none other than the alpha king, Mason. My mind told me to stand up, to show my respect but my body won't move, instead, it pushes itself deeper into his body, my face blushed scarlet red.

"You don't need to be shy with me, mi amore," he told me, hearing him call me mi amore only made me blush a deeper red, I hurriedly hid my face in his chest only to regret it later, this action only made me closer to him. His hands ran through my brown hair soothingly. my body shivered to his touch, my mind wandered to the fact that he is my mate, I think I believe him, believe that he is my mate. I feel that I might be willing to take this risk and believe him. I think.

He led me back into the pack house and soon enough we arrived in front of double oak doors. He pushed the door open, stretching his arms out. I looked in to see a huge California king-sized bed, 3 oak doors lead to what I presume is the bathroom, closet, and balcony.

I let out a small gasp, admiring the room. I left Mason's side and took small steps forward. Then I realized that I was in the alpha king's bedroom, not mine. "I-is it okay if I l-look around?" I stuttered out. "Go ahead, it's your room too anyway," he gave me a killer smile, causing my heart to flutter. I felt myself falling into a deeper hole, I quickly composed myself, I couldn't let my guard down, not till I could fully trust him.

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