Flee

POV Misa.

I saw the tunnel back to my attic from the darkness, not too far away. The wind from behind carried the strong scent of wolves that made me unable to stop being alert. I stretched out to speed up the glide quickly into the cellar. The smell of sewage coming into my nose did not scare me with the feeling of danger coming from behind. 

They're scattering people who want to surround me in the middle, and if there's a circuit running straight ahead of me, I can't escape the Jame net trap. I remember the direction down to the cave where most of us used to shower in the evening. For a moment, I decided to change direction, I licked the blood under my feet and calmly watched the wound quickly heal. The night wind passed by when I stepped on my heels backward, turned left, and plugged my head straight.

I listened to the sound of the wind coming and sped away. I gently crept among the tall trees blocking the road until I felt the steam in the air and knew that I was about to reach the cave. I successfully cut Jame's tail again. I knew I needed to get back to the shack before Jame got there. Otherwise, I was sure I'd be classified as a suspect.

The night is my real world, as long as night comes. I can maximize my abilities because I can control the speed of running faster than any Alpha. My accommodation for the servants was just makeshift shacks close together, with at least 30 servants arranged in this place. Most people went to bed, I quickly sneaked into my room and closed the door. Shortly after that, the loud shouting approached. I breathed a sigh of relief the second time I successfully escaped after the failed assassination of King David.

"Go out, hurry up."

I realized that this is the voice of Jame, the strongest general under King David, who hit me in the leg when I wasn't careful to let him beat me. I appreciate Jame, I have never surpassed him to kill King David successfully. Everyone and I lined up in front of my shack, only ten people, but I felt that they were all the strongest Alphas under King David. I'm absolutely confident they won't be able to find me.

"They all pulled up their pants," Jame shouted at the order.

Eric was right next to my shack, he was an Alpha, whispering in my ear, "Misa, what are they doing?"

I yawned and pretended to be no different from him. Soon Jame walked around us on his own, he looked very closely at each person's calf but still got no results. He sent his soldiers to wipe our calves with wet chestnuts and then rechecked them. Jame clutched my leg, and he stroked up and down continuously until my skin was flushed. 

Before they left, they did not forget to turn up all the poor rooms so poor that they no longer took a decent sleeping place as if to reveal dissatisfaction in it. 

The next day, as usual, I had to go to the front of King David's palace. This is my job. Every day I have to fill the water inspired by the mountains into all the water bottles in the electricity. I've been doing this job for a year, but I haven't met King David yet. I know the king rests inside the main hall every night, and I hardly see him show up every day. 

Jame stood from a distance looking at me with sharp eyes full of arrogance, a slight trembling in my heart. What could he see? It's impossible. I'm sure I've shielded myself very carefully. It wasn't until I finished my work that he slowly walked away. In the days that followed, Jame's frequent appearances left me bewildered to the point but not brave enough to ask directly. 

"Misa, come here." 

Brucer was sweetly calling me, and deep down. I felt so guilty about Brucer. She saw me as Alpha and sent a signal to pair with me. Brucer is King David's sister, and if I were a natural alpha. I would go with Brucer. But no? I wish this could happen.

Brucer gave me two roast chickens. I might be shy, but if I didn't eat anything all day, I would be insanely hungry. 

"Thank you, Brucer." 

Brucer has light yellow hair, big round eyes that often sparkle blue light, smooth white skin, wet red lips, and an intelligent high forehead. I like Brucer sunny smile, and sometimes I wish I could make this smile forever impossible to turn off.

"Misa, my brother will be back tomorrow. And I will tell him about wanting to marry you then."

Suddenly I couldn't feel the scent of roast chicken anymore. I couldn't confess to Brucer that I was just a fake alpha. It was like pushing me to death, King David was so fond of his sister I couldn't even think of how many pieces of meat I would be skewered in the face of his brutal authoritarianism. 

"Brucer, I can't." 

I was annoyed when Brucer eyes filled with tears, "What's wrong with you? Married to me, you don't have to be enslaved. Isn't that good for you?"

"Would Sir David agree?" I hesitated to ask.

Brucer happily put on my arm like a child filled with joy, "Sure, whatever I want, he'll agree."

I knew my last chance was coming, king David would be back tomorrow, and I had the opportunity to meet him in person.