Sinful Alphas

Sinful Alphas

Clara

I tossed and turned all night. I’m having trouble falling asleep, as I would keep moving to the doors to ensure everything is locked. Even the windows, I had pulled tightly shut.

I don’t know what exactly I am expecting that compelled me to make sure I am heavily secured and protected within these walls. Who knows? They are the owners, and they know this house like the back of their hand.

There couldn’t possibly be a secret door hidden inside my room that I know nothing about. Or I may or may not have been overthinking and going paranoid without reason.

But if it’s the predatory, almost animalistic looks in their gazes that had me locking myself in this room taking every precaution, I guess that’s good enough reason to do so.

I let out a deep sigh. I got up and moved to the side table and retrieved my phone. Opening up the screen, I see that it’s nearly midnight.

My eyes move to the window. It’s a full moon tonight, and quite larger to the naked eye, which is unusual. But then again, nothing is ever not unusual in this place.

With a heavy sigh, I scrolled through my phone and went to a social media app. The least I can do to relieve my anxieties is distract myself. Watch some random videos or something.

While scrolling, I furrowed my brows when the video I was watching suddenly cut off. I have just lost connection to the internet.

Great.

Now what will I do?

I groaned and tried getting back to sleep, tossing and turning for another half an hour. Still nothing.

“Fine,” I groaned and pulled back the duvet.

It seems I won’t be getting much sleep tonight.

I checked the time on my phone again and see that it’s almost 2 in the morning.

They should be fast asleep by now. The thought comforted me somehow. In these times, I would want to go to the kitchen and make myself a nice cup of hot chocolate.

My mouth watered as I reveled in the memory of smelling my favorite drink, so I gathered up the courage to slip on a robe over my silkwear, and popped my head out of the door. Seeing that there was no one in sight, I slipped out of my room stealthily. My kitchen was of no use since I didn’t have any supplies with me, and I did remember Xavier tell me I can use the pantry which is a floor down.

With some luck, I was able to find the kitchen. It was huge, almost like a living room.

My eyes widened as I take in every detail in this luxurious kitchen. No doubt about it, they must have come from a very wealthy family to have this.

I retrieved a small cup and made myself at home. If this was going to be my new home for the time being, I would have to know where things were.

I found a box of powder to make my hot chocolate. Luckily, it was my favorite brand. I went ahead and poured some of the contents and filled it with hot water, when my ears perked up.

I hear voices coming from the door beside the kitchen.

I know I should probably have went back to my room but curiosity filled me, like a moth to a flame.

For some reason, I wanted to know more about them. They may be scary-looking, but there’s something about them that makes me want to get closer.

I took my cup of hot chocolate, enjoying the warmth as I held it with both hands and move towards the door.

There is a tiny gap between the hinges and the frame, allowing me to take a little peek while also remaining hidden.

“I’m telling you, Damon. She’s our mate, whether we like it or not,” Leon grumbled. The word ‘mate’ catching my attention.

“She’s human, that’s what she is.” Damon’s deep, husky voice echoed in the room, before they all fell into silence.

My brows squeezed together. Human? Mate?

None of it is making any sense.

“Clara will notice eventually, you know. In time, she will feel the sparks, then she’ll give in to our bond—”

“And if we kill her?” Damon cuts Xavier off with the scariest growl, making me jump.

“No, we won’t. If the goddess chose her to be an Alpha’s mate, three Alphas, no less, that means she is destined. She will stay,” Xavier said with finality to his voice.

I took a staggering step back, my heart beat quickening with every little step. But as always, I was clumsy in all the wrong situations. I bumped against the wall, creating a thud that filled and replaced the tension in the air with surprise.

I hissed as the scorching heat of the hot chocolate burned my skin, causing me to drop the cup instantly. The glass shattered on the floor with a resounding smash that no doubt alerted them of my presence. My heart thundered loudly in my chest and turned on my heel before they could see me, but when I hear my name called out, I doubt that was the case.

“Clara?”

Get out!

A voice screamed in my head. My heart pounding, I rushed to get back to my room only for their voices to grow closer and closer.

Get. Out!

Despite the painful feeling throbbing up on my leg, I pushed myself and ran as fast as I can back to my room.