Escaping The Alpha

Icelyn's POV

I hated the way my body reacted to this mysterious man like he was the sexiest man in the world. Well, he was definitely the most s*xy man in my world because my Dad was the only man I knew. I wasn't permitted to watch TV or do anything that would give me a glimpse of the outside world. There were CCTV cameras everywhere except the bedrooms. So sometimes, Ellen sneaked in books for me to read secretly. I, therefore, had a good knowledge of men... And how they could have a relationship with a woman. The romance books I read had done me bad. Because the perfect boyfriend described was the exact image of the mysterious man feeding me breakfast.

He was breathtaking. Literally breathtaking as I found out I couldn't breathe properly while rubbing my body against his smooth skin. I was wearing a blue striped shirt and tight blue pants, but his heat still managed to slip through and warm my entire being. I wanted to melt into him. Tell him to hold my face the way he did minutes ago because it messed with my senses and gave me electric shocks. But I couldn't do that.

This man... He was a murderer. A monster. A mysterious being that was after my life and my family's. I would be the most stupid human on earth if I fell into a lustful trap he built. Maybe this was another way of ruining me. This was his plan. He wanted to trap me with 'Greek-godness' and then abuse me. No, I couldn't let that happen. I had to find my way out. I couldn't leave jail only to enter the worst prison facility.

I feigned sleep on his shoulder and he took me upstairs to a room that smelled like him. Wait, how did I quickly memorize and recognize his smell? No, that was not a good sign. Icelyn, that was not good!

Immediately I realized the mysterious man had fully exited the room, I jolted up. Slowly, I stepped out of the bed and stood by the door to listen for any sounds. I then heard the faint sound of a car engine revving. I knew it was that man leaving. So I opened the door and walked out of the room. As I went downstairs, I met the maid that had attended to me.

“Hello, do you need anything?” She asked me. My heart was beating hard against my chest.

“I... No... Well, yes... I need—”

“Are you all right? Why is your heart beating so loud?” she questioned while sounding alarmed. I furrowed my brows. How did she...? Could she hear my heartbeat? Was it that loud?

“I'm just afraid...of that man. The Alpha, that's what you called him.”

She smiled immediately.

“It's understandable. Even we are frightened of him. Talk more of you humans.”

My heart fell to my feet. ‘Humans?’ Did that mean they were not humans?

Oh, Icelyn! What have I gotten into?

“Don't worry, the Alpha has gone to the office until 4 pm. Have a seat while I get you some juice.”

I nodded and walked to a sofa. I exhaled and sat down as she went back the way she came. Instantly, I stood up and tiptoed to the front door. I pulled it and surprisingly, it unlocked. These guys had no sense of security. Having been locked up all my life, I was surprised to find doors opening whenever I pulled.

The fresh air and sunlight outside hit my face and hair, making me take in the air abruptly. This was foreign. So foreign. But I needed to get out of here. I couldn't live with a murderer. That's if he was not a vampire who wanted me for my blood. I read only one vampire story in my life, and that was the only fantasy novel I laid hands on. But I knew enough that vampires s*ck*d blood for a living.

I stepped into the blinding sun and almost lost my vision. Maybe I should be tagged the vampire because I wasn't used to sunlight.

I staggered as I hurried under the shade of a tree. The burning sensation on my skin was too much. Why was the sun here so hot?

I leaned against the tree to regain myself before I looked around. The vicinity was so clean and quiet. With trees in neat rows, flower bushes, neat lawns, and smooth driveways. It was like a president's villa. But why was it so empty?

I didn't want to believe it was truly empty so I kept walking underneath the trees only and not using the walkways. Finally, I reached an iron-wrought bar gate and hurried towards it. It was locked, and there was no one in the gatehouse. I looked at the height of the gate, and then, without thinking —I scaled it. Not like I'd ever scaled fences or gates before, but this came to me naturally.

Once outside the gate, I began to run as fast as my legs could carry me. Far away from that house and its non-human household. Far away from that monster who was making me get attracted to him. An attraction that could truly swallow me whole if I tendered to it a little.

But, what would it feel like to be held down by that man for the first time? Those strong arms could be very dominating and... Heck! What was I thinking?

I stopped my race and slapped my pale cheeks, letting some warmth rush into them. I was sure pain was what I needed to snap out of my stupid delusion. I get out of that mansion for the first time, and all I want to think about is being trapped under a mystery man's arms.

“No. I have to get out of here. I have to go far away from him,” I mutter to myself and continue my run. The sun was blinding my eyesight. I felt like a vampire. I know I looked like one too. Ellen said I was too pale for lack of sunlight and I couldn't even see properly in it either. All thanks to my Dad. My Dad, whom I wasn't even sure was still alive.

I spent an hour just walking on a deserted road lined with lush forage on both sides. It was quiet and peaceful. But not for long. I began to hear voices as I neared a main street. I began to see people walking about, talking noisily and laughing loudly. My heart thudded with anxiety. I could ask someone for directions.

I turned towards the side of the street lined with shops and meant to enter one but it was locked. Then I heard deep groans from the back of it. It was not too bright there and my eyes could see better in a darker space. I took gentle strides to the sound of the voice.

“Hello. Are you the owner of the shop? I need your help,” I called out. The wind began to blow and my straight blonde hair kept whipping into my face. I tucked both sides behind my ear and then took more steps. Behind the shop was a vast space. Like a small courtyard. It was filled with dirt. Garbage cans, plastics, cigarette stumps, and empty liquor bottles. I hated the way it also smelled like piss and puke. I turned around to leave immediately but stumbled into someone. He was tall, wore dirty black clothes, and looked ragged. He sniffed and his eyes widened. The way his eyes looked terrified me. His pupils had something else in them. I didn't look too long to decipher what it was.

“Please, I need directions. Do you know how I could get to the nearest police station?”

He sniffed again, this time bringing his nose close to me. I backed up and he smirked.

“Human,” he drawled menacingly and stared at me like I was a pound of flesh and he was a hungry wolf. Then claws grew out of his fingers. I screamed.