LOWLY HUMAN

ALLISON

“Our Alpha has a fiance. And trust me, she's beautiful. She's strong. She was specifically selected by the Alpha's father, the former Alpha Darius.” She continued. “But you don't have to worry about it. She's not here yet. So you can enjoy this while it lasts.” She scoffed. “Or maybe not, human.”

I pretended not to notice the tone in which she said the last word. She doesn't like me. It was evident with the way she was staring at me. It's not like I care.

“Thank you for the information by the way, Miss Helen.” I feigned a smile at her. “You shouldn't worry about me. I'll definitely take my time until Alpha Lazar's beautiful mate arrives. I can't possibly miss this opportunity, can I?”

From the way her eyes darkened with anger, I could tell she wasn't expecting my words. “For a weak human, you've got some guts.”

“Oh, did you really just say that? How adorable.”

“Stop acting all high and mighty, you rude bitch. You may be the Alpha's mate, but trust me he has a fiance, one he loves dearly. In fact you don't come close. Once she comes here, the Alpha will have no choice but to toss you aside like the garbage you are. Would you still be so proud by then?”

“Don't you think I should be the one to worry about that, Helen or whatever your name is?”

“Don’t you dare talk about me, you lowly human.” She hissed.

I refused to get mad at her for addressing me as a lowly human. I just wiggled my brows and walked away, knowing it would annoy her more than anything I could say.

“You bitch!” I heard her cold remarks behind me, but I didn't care. I just walked into the room and shut the door behind her. Thankfully, she had pointed this out as room earlier, else I'd have lost my way. I took a deep breath to calm my nerves.

As soon as I got into the room, I stopped to admire it. Oh my goodness! I was dumbfounded by the sight before me. It wasn't just a room. It was a dream I hadn't known I had.

The atmosphere in the room was soft, filled with a faint, clean scent, maybe vanilla and lilies.

My eyes went straight to the queen-sized bed that took up almost all the space in the room. It looked like a cloud that someone had carefully dressed in layers of white linen, plump pillows piled high against the headboard, just waiting to swallow me up. A ray of sunshine spilled in through the enormous window, softened by long, flowing curtains patterned with delicate pink and gold swirls. They moved slightly in a breeze I couldn't feel, making the whole space feel airy and impossibly elegant.

I walked towards the dresser. It was polished wood, and on top, everything was perfectly arranged.

There were a dozen little girly items; sparkling glass bottles of body lotions. I picked one of them up and sniffed it. It smelled of exotic fruit. The delicate silver and gold jewelry coiled in a small dish caught my eyes. It was beautiful.

There was a vase holding a single, perfect rose. This room felt completely, wonderfully feminine, like it was prepared for me.

I pulled open the tall closet door and gasped. The sheer number of clothes was staggering. Silks, soft knits, vibrant dresses, and rows of beautiful shoes lined up like soldiers. Every hanger held something beautiful, something I never would have been able to afford or even imagine wearing in all my existence on earth.

It was breathtaking. This wasn't just a beautiful room; it was the most beautiful room I had ever been in, a complete escape from the gray, shadowed places I was used to. Plus, it's not like I've ever slept in any rooms apart from the one I had back home.

After checking the closet, I walked back into the main area and let myself plop down onto the small couch. It was the softest thing ever, cradling me perfectly. As I looked up, I noticed a slightly recessed door in the far wall.

Curiosity pulling me, I walked over and opened it. The door led to a small, private balcony, complete with a wrought-iron table and a stunning view of the whole compound.

A genuine smile spread across my face. I haven't smiled like that in my life. No. The only time I ever smiled like this was when I found out that I was carrying Elliot's child. I could vividly remember how I'd grinned from ear to ear, hoping that he would be happy to know about his child. Too bad the smile didn't last because that poor child was ripped from me, by his cruel and manipulative father.

I really didn't want to dwell on something that I can't change. I can't bring back the child I lost.

Taking a deep breath, I walked back into the room. I turned to the other door. This one led to the bathroom. I pushed it open and my jaw dropped. It was massive. The sparkling marble, the huge soaking tube, the separate glass shower enclosure. All of it was bigger than my father's whole house.

I've always imagined what it'll be like to use a bath tube and now, I have one in my room, all thanks to my…… Alpha Lazar. I don't know what to call him now. My husband or my boyfriend. But I'll think about it later.

The overwhelming beauty, the sheer luxury, the promise of safety and comfort... it hit me all at once like a heavy blow. My eyes suddenly felt heavy and hot. Tears of pure gratitude and joy filled my eyes.

I wouldn't have to stay in those miserable, dark rooms anymore. I wouldn't have to sleep in the dark room anymore or on those flat mattresses. And the clothes…. Goodness I would actually have a lot to choose from now.

It was too much to hold inside. I sank to my knees right there on the soft carpet and prayed to God. I thanked him for this miracle, for answering those quiet, desperate prayers I'd barely dared to whisper every night before laying my head to rest. I thanked him for those desperate prayers; for finally taking me away from all my suffering after twenty two good years.

After a long moment, when the quiet peace had settled over me, I stood up. The stress was melting away already. I decided the best way to start this new life was to freshen up. I went straight for the bathroom to take a long, much-needed shower. It felt heavenly.

“Maybe Elliot betraying me wasn't a bad idea after all.” I chuckled to myself as the water cascaded down my body. Maybe it wasn't a bad idea as he brought me to that auction house because by now, if we had actually escaped, I’ll still be on the run from my father and of course Mr Blaze.

I'll properly thank Elliot the next time I see him, because I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for his stupid betrayal.