Chapter 3 - "Better" Life

Natashian Rynne Elboser’s Point of View

Fuck, as always, I was wrong – my life… has not gotten any better.

“We finally found you,” the unnaturally big man hovered over me as his saliva was disgustingly getting everywhere.

I was afraid, however, in situations like this – you must never show how intimidated you are. “What? Who the fuck are you?” I asked with my chin held high, my chest puffed up to somehow convince myself I’m strong enough to go against them.

The guy turned around to scoff at the hooligans with him, then he turned to me – “Ha! Did you really think cutting your hair and disguising yourself as a man is enough to fool us?”

“Fuck, I didn’t think they’d find me this fast,” I thought as I bit my lips in frustration. “I promise I’ll pay it back – seriously, I will this time!” I exclaimed as I put my hands together in front of me.

In the back of my mind, I was already brewing a master plan to escape again – even if it means I need to go to another pack’s territory. I’m not marked by any pack, and neither am I a rogue.

“Bitch, I know what you’re thinking about – you better stop it right now,” the man threatened – I froze up, can I possibly run at this moment?

“But!” I flinched as he suddenly yelled out – “Wh-what?” I asked, still in shock.

“We found a great alternative – it’ll work out! All of us will get what we want,” he leaned closer as he smiled – mischievously at that.

I sheepishly smiled – well, I can only hope they’d only make me wash dishes or something. I mean, we can all get something good from that – can’t we?

And boy was I wrong, I frowned as I looked back at the men waving their hands enthusiastically and smiling as if there was no tomorrow.

“Are they that happy? To basically rebrand me as a slave?” I mutter as I kicked the rocks on the way to the entrance of the pack’s castle – if that’s how it’s called.

Several people were with me, we were being tied up as we walked in unison.

Basically, what’s happening is that servants serving the pack’s castle get a pretty good salary – loan sharks most often get the people who won’t pay their loans and admit them to the pack’s castle.

The wages would end up being given to these loan sharks instead of us, and we are meant to serve the castle for life.

I sigh, “They didn’t even give us a single drop of water in the past two days. We may survive longer than humans, but we still suffer like humans!” I thought as I wanted to get out of these restraints.

“Hey, did you hear?” My ears perked up as the people behind me started gossiping as we were entering the castle.

“The youngest Alpha is searching for his mate – they say she disappeared when the youngest Alpha saw her at the ceremony,” I almost choked in my own saliva.

“He couldn’t have searched for me, he was clearly having fun with other women,” I thought as I suddenly felt insecure – I’m just hoping my pheromone inhibitors seriously work.

As I was looking down, the guards frowned as he looked at me – I almost flinched as he strode towards me.

“You! Be quiet and follow me,” he gestured at me – I looked around, was he seriously talking to me?

Before I knew it, he was already several steps ahead of me – one of the men took my restraints off, and I had to follow the scarily buff man. I didn’t want to; however, I had no choice.

Within the castle, we went through unnecessarily humungous hallways and doors. The place felt like it was worth a billion gold in every nook and cranny.

The frames of every door were laced with gold, and the rooms – although I haven’t entered – were obviously twice the standard size of a common wolf’s home. Everything screamed of luxury, something I’d never even got a glimpse of before.

“Must be nice to be born wealthy,” I thought as I walked behind the man obediently.

Before I knew it, my face had already kissed the man’s back… hard rock back. I winced as I held my nose, “How can a wolf become a boulder of rock in a split second?”

I looked forward; to see the man had already knelt on the ground. Upfront, there was a man leisurely sipping tea as he sat by the veranda. I was slightly captivated as his jet black hair got illuminated by the sun’s afternoon rays.

His face looked quite familiar…

“Down!” The buff man forcefully pulled me down – I could feel my knee caps shifting in their place. I could only hold my breath as my forehead kissed the floor; the pain was unbearable.

“Ugh,” I grunted as I tried to stop the urge to scream out. I momentarily got dizzy and started sweating profusely – I didn’t even look up after that.

“I’m gruntled to see you brought me another servant, Kimur – however, I don’t think I really need him,” the man spoke out as faint coughs interrupted him here and there.

I looked beside me to see the buff man with a pitiful look on his face – he looked like a lost puppy, he was almost pouting.

“But Alpha-,” he was interrupted by the man in front, “I told you not to call me that, Kimur – I am not worthy of being called an Alpha.”

I was far too curious – I looked up and stared at the man for the longest time. I swear I’ve seen him before – however, I just can’t seem to put my mind into remembering.

“M-master Zonner,” Kimur sounded disgruntled – however, I was too shocked to comprehend anything. This man, right in front of me, is the brother of the mate whom is destined to reject me.

I put my head down again, “Fuck, I shouldn’t have followed him.”

I’ll have a foot inside my grave at all times at this point – even my pheromone inhibitors will stand no chance.

“Why did you choose him this time?” Zonner asked Kimur.

“Well, he looked too weak to be an assassin – anyone is fine as long as they can’t hurt you, master,” he replied.

Well, that kind of hurt – at least I don’t look like a threat, right?

Everything fell silent for a second, the atmosphere felt heavy for a reason. Maybe that was just me imagining things – anxiousness has not left me since the moment I entered the castle.

I mean, I am anxious every second but-

My thoughts were interrupted as Alpha Zonner suddenly spoke out,

“Hmm, fine, we’ll take him in this time.”