Chapter 3

"A-are they gone?" She pressed her ear against the door, hoping to hear a sound but there was not sound.

"Hmm…I guess they are gone," She heaved a sigh of relief and was about to open the door, but something cold as ice touched her arms and pulled her.

She tried screaming but a hand covered her mouth and all her scream died. She bite the palm but the person didn't budge.

"Sigh, what are you doing here, Woman?" A deep voice questioned. She felt a hot breath on her nape, tickling her a little.

"Mm?" She shouted 'who?' but it came out as a muffle. She felt the voice was very familiar but she couldn't pick point where she had heard the voice before.

A cold hand ran through her nape and something sharp pierced her neck. She tried wiggling away but failed. She felt her heart race increased as memories of what happened in the forest flashed through her mind.

'He is the one! This voice! It was from the werewolf when I blanked out,' She screamed helplessly, regretting why she had to come out from the room granted to her. She doesn't want to lose her life, her heart dropped dead, when the door leading to theirs opened slowly.

"Your highness, Should we prepare for the banquet now or continue with the game?" A voice questioned helplessly.

A game?

"Sigh, why do you have to interrupt now of all time Edwin? When I was just about to to taste a little," The man chuckled a little and released her from his grip. Amelia losed weight and fell hard on the floor, her soul lifeless.

"Ah! Your highness I think she needs medical check up now. Her heart race is lowering," Edwin said worriedly.

"There's no need for that, tell the guards to stop now and prepare for the banquet. The other clans wount stop at nothing to use this event to recruit more talents, I have to make sure our clan gets the best," The man said coldly.

Edwin nodded his head quietly and left there, locking the door in the process. Amelia slowly regained consciousness and was about to sit when the room light up.

She saw that she was in a black and white room, standing 2 feet away from her was a gorgeous man on a small towel tied around his waist. His black silky hair fell on his shoulders wet, some water trail down to his chiseled legs.

She sat flabbergasted witha flushed face that is if she lowered down a little an ungodly sight will take place. She just simply stare at his face not knowing where to look at and she regretted it immediately.

A pair of blue eyes stared at her, piercing through her soul. His thick brows, red thin lips, chiseled jawline. She gulped and stared at the strong arms and abs, he look like a Greek god in her eyes.

She stared hungrily at him, feeling that she had to touch those arms and sleep on them day and night.

"What do you want?" Her thoughts were interrupted by his cold voice. She stared back at him and saw his cold face.

"I- I nothing," She felt speachless and recalled what the man said earlier, her face flushed with anger.

"You knew I was about to escape! No, let's say you planned all these to you with me?" She frowned slightly.

The stranger simply laughed at her and turned towards the wardrobe in the room. He stood same height with the wardrobe and she wonder how he can be so tall and handsome at the same time.

"Woman, you are too fragile to survive outside. What I just did was a predicament, I truly didn't know if you would escape or not," He replied back at her with a strange accent she didn't notice before.

The man turned and removed the towel tied around his waist so suddenly that Amelia failed to close her eyes shut. Her face turned breet red as she felt like killing someone.

She quickly looked away as she curse silently. Soon, she heard the sound of footsteps but she didn't dare to open her eyes, afriad that something will appear before her eyes.

"You can open your eyes now," He said appearing like he told her to close them before.

Her eyes snapped opened and she yelled out at him angrily.

"Why didn't you tell me you were about to dress up?! Can't you see that a lady is in your room?" She said angrily.

He simply laughed at her in return and wore his robe. He sat at the mirror combing his long hair like a woman.

"Don't worry you will get us to it soon, infact you will be begging to see such a gorgeous sight repeatedly," He chuckled in response, as he didn't take her  seriously.

"Ahh you!" She almost spat out a mouthful of blood but there was nothing she could do. She could only sit and wait.

"The maids will be here very soon. There's an important occasion today and I want you to be there as my mate," He said and glanced at her.

She froze, and couldn't say a word in return. Her kind was In a mess as her inner voice scream for help.

'He was the one that attacked my team!' A trace of hatred flashed through her eyes as she glared at him.

All she felt at this moment was to run as far away from here as possible. She doesn't want to have anything to do with him, not now, not never.

"Hmm? Are you alright?" He asked with a frown. He felt the change of aura from her and he could hear her heart race increased.

"I am fine, I'll take emy leave now back to my room. I do not want the maids to see me here," She got up and head towards the door. Without turning she opened the door and left, only his gaze stared at her back.

She felt like everything was lost, they onl came here to tour round the island but…it seems she was never going to return back. It has been days since her teams left this place but no rescue team has come yet. Her telephone wasn't with her and she wasn't sure if these people have any technology for communication at all.

Strangely, somehow, she felt like she was traded here just for her mates to go back safely.

"No one ever cares," She sighed heavily and locked up herself in the room. Waiting for the maids to make the preparation for the banquet.