Her Alpha

The leaves fell silently as they came in contact with the heated crust. The defined footprints of the said human beings, who regard themselves highly and others claiming themselves royalty in the age where they could only see themselves as the owners of the earthen globe, were etched on its surface as if showcasing their very existence. Animal hides were also imprinted on the dark soils indicating that there was still life in this era where myths, legends and reality worked together to keep the world in balance. Somewhere within this land stood a structured institute, which from the human's speculative eye is said to be a great place to send their children, to learn more about their biased lifestyles. I on the other hand, have no choice but to rely on this relic building which may be the only light source in my grim life. I trotted towards the last class of the day. Beside me followed Emilda my very first friend here in the academy. I like to call her Emy because it's short and i

CHARLOTTE'S POV I am shocked to have found a settlement deep in the forests. Who does that? On top of that, I was dragged to the underground cells. What did I do? Then the harsh-looking guy interrogated me as if I was a criminal. He is quite the sadist. When the nice lady invited me to dinner, I was happy to have met such a kind soul. I wasn't surprised when I saw him quarrelling with the lady. I came to know that she's his mother. I heard them talking of the 'mate' word. I made a note to myself to ask her another time. When he laid his eyes on me, his face showed pure disgust, I shivered as I looked down. Afraid that he might eat me alive. "Who invited you here?" He asked. I wanted to disappear from the room immediately. Fortunately, his mother saved me. "What's your name dear?" She asked as she smiled my way. I couldn't help but rejoice as I answered: "Charlotte ma'am." We continued to talk not at all sparing a glance at him. So long living in this house I have witnessed the s

The day after the picnic, we were sadly back to round one. Mr. Sadist was back to his ways. And my search didn't go so well. I never give up. I had no clue where she is. I am starting to think that she is maybe dead, but I should have a positive mindset. I am in the kitchen making breakfast for myself. I am getting a little comfortable here. I turn on the stove before taking some instant noodles from the drawer. I put water in a pot and wait for it to boil then add the noodles. I hear some foot steps from behind. I turn around only to see Mason coming into the kitchen. He looked tired and irritated for some reason. "Move." He pushed me out of the way. He opened my pot and then turned to stare at me. He didn't say a word and only grabbed a knife and began cutting vegetables. He took some olive oil and poured a few drops in a pan. I watched as he made the noodles. I was hit by its aroma when he dished it into two ceramic plates which he shared with me. I could feel saliva accum

Each day has been so great, with his kisses which have become an addiction to me. Marcy has become very distant. I never see her at dinner or even at any meal. It's like she decided to keep to herself. The other people don't mind. Is it how it's going to be like? It's been days since I started my green house. I am still thinking of flowers to plant. Everyday, Mason is getting close to me and I am happy. He comes by the garden and helps to water all the flowers that I have planted. He doesn't stop kissing me and I am not complaining but how will I feel if he ends up with another person? Will I be hurt? Of course but to what extent? I have been scared to ask myself these questions. Rebecca is doing fine, she has already made friends with many people here. She's been busy helping at the clinic. She seems happy. I am also happy. I get to spend most of my time searching for flowers in the forests. I made a friend as well. Her name is Lily. She is really amiable but there is something

MASON'S POV Thinking about what happened yesterday makes me want to stay in my room for the rest of the upcoming days. I was quite disappointed when she budged out of my hold. "Ah, I need to go see Rebecca now!" She had said running towards the door. It is funny that a little part of me wanted to stop her from going and the other wanted to let her have some space. Sean is making me confused. Every moment I take in her image, I have this urge to kiss her lips and let my hands roam all over her body. To think that I nearly slept with her. She was quick to push me away. She is lucky because if she didn't Sean would have claimed what is ours. Yes, what's ours. I know I have been resisting the fact that we are mates. But what to do all because of this mate bond, it's becoming harder to resist her. Or the mate bond is just an excuse for what I desire. I don't know how I became like this but I know I really want her by my side. I can see that she doesn't even have a speck of trust for