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10 | Gattino

Gattino ( K i t t y )

We - I - were lucky that the snow hasn't started to fall again.

The last time snow had fallen, it had already made me wish to never go in the snow ever again if I would've survived - which I did.

I was back in his arms bridal style while I ate a biscuit and he walked.

I didn't bother to ask him that if he wanted it or not - mates do the worrying, I don't.

Peeking at his face once in a while, his expression never changed. The same serious face, looking forward as if glaring at someone.

I purposely started to eat with my mouth open.

Crunch. Crunch.

The sun was starting to set slowly and the cold started to grow but thanks to the human heater who was holding me, I didn't feel that cold.

His pace remained the same and I had to give it to him, he was really strong and had an everlasting stamina.

"When are we going to reach?" I suddenly ask. Crunch. Crunch. He remained expressionless and kept looking forward but then, his jaw twitched,

"Ten minutes more." His reply was short and to the point. I sighed. Unknowingly, my heart started to beat faster as we got closer.

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After eating the whole packet, I asked, "Where did you get these biscuits, they tasted awful." Darius grunted but didn't respond.

This guy has the patience of an owl.

The birds flew over our heads and disappeared from vision. I was tired and uncomfortable now.

But I was grateful to him for not letting me walk and probably drop down on twenty miles.

"You know, you are a gentleman." I say, looking at his face, "But sadly, not wanted." His jaw twitched and I gave myself a pat on the back.

But he didn't reply.

I was about to speak again when we entered a territory that made me feel tingly all over. What the fuck?!

"We are here." He mutters and I tried to pull my body away from him but his grip just tightened.

That's when I noticed that a yard away were shops and a few houses like a normal city and behind them was a little boundary keeping the packhouse behind it.

"Let me down." He didn't reply and just kept advancing to the gate of the boundary.

I was surprised to find no Lycan walking among the shops or kids playing in the ground.

Why was all of this deserted?

"King is back!" I heard a tell and I looked up at a guy on the huge tower.

"Let me down, they can't see us like this. They will get the wrong idea." I tried to push on his chest but he slammed my face in his chest and trapped my hands between his chest and my body.

"I don't have to hide anything from anyone." And just like that, he strutted like the King he was with confidence oozing out of him in waves.

"If only I had my wolf . . . " I whispered underneath my breath and I knew that he heard me but he chose to ignore it. That irritated me.

How can he remain so calm when I challenge, annoy, and disturb him all the time? He should be pulling his hair out by now.

I tried to move my head to see what was happening.

The gates in front of us opened and my eyes widened - it was every wolf's dream to go in a Lycan's pack and see how they were, not mine.

If a wolf does go in a Lycan pack is normally because they are slaves or erasthai of Lycans.

My eyes took in the scene in front of me.

Males and females and children - probably thirty - stood at the entrance with big smiles on their faces.

Lycan pack consisted of hardly twenty - this one consisted of thirty - members while the wolves had had number till a hundred.

My eyes were wide as I watched every one. They might think I was an idiot by how I was looking at them.

They were so tall and good looking!

"Can you let me down now?" I whispered to Darius - too overwhelmed - but he just shook his head and that made my anger flare.

"What is wrong with you!" I whisper yell, feeling eyes on me and our compromising position.

I had to hide my face - I don't know why but maybe I didn't want anyone knowing who I was - in my mate's chest and his chest rumbled in satisfaction.

"Marco, get me the details you have got for me. I will just drop my erasthai home." I heard shuffling and I immediately called out after peeling my head away from his muscular chest,

"I am not his Erasthai! I don't even kno-" my head was slammed back in his chest causing my words to be muffled and I tried to push him away while I heard some females laugh.

This man I swear!

He walked smoothly while I tried to wiggle in his hold - it was useless - as he walked without a problem.

"Let me go!" My muffled voice said which he - of course - ignored and kept walking.

I kept chanting the same sentence again and again until I was finally set down on my feet.

Without thinking, I raised my fist to punch him but it was grabbed tightly. I glared straight in his eyes which he returned with a stoic face.

I tried to pull my fist back but it was impossible.

"What is wrong with you!? Let me go!" I screeched like a madwoman and he finally let me go.

I huffed and crossed my arms over my chest and turned around to find myself in a room. He has finally reached his goal. He dragged me to his house after all.

I was still assessing my surroundings when I was pushed from the back - causing me to tumble forward - and the door behind me close.

What the fuck!

I twisted on the same heel and slammed my body against the door.

My anger and annoyance just reached their peaked and I wanted to kill Darius - no matter if he was my erasthai.

I banged against the door again, screaming Profanities.

"You fucking bastard! Open the fucking door! You can't fucking do this! I will fucking kill you. Damn you!" I doubt my muffled voice reached him.

"I dare you to open this door!"

Normally, way back at my pack, when I would slam my body against the door, it would break but not this one. Because of two reasons.

1. I did not have my wolf.

2. The door was made of lignum vitae. The strongest - hardest wood.

How did I know that it was the strongest wood? Well, I couldn't break it.

I banged my fists against the door but I got no reply. No answer.

After venting my anger of the whole week out on the door, I huffed in annoyance and finally turned around, taking the appearance of the room.

It was a very simple but elegant room. Completely white, as if the snow had just layed a blanket over it. From curtains to carpets, bedsheets to pillows, and lights to doors - everything was white.

Blinding white.

I was in awe.

If I weren't so against the idea of having a mate, I would've loved to live here.

I sigh once again and groaned when I took in the sight of the welcoming bed. It looked so fluffy.

I then looked down at myself only to find myself in a very bad condition. I looked around and spotted a floor-length mirror, I immediately ran to it.

I looked at myself wide-eyed. I looked like a horrendous disaster. As if a hurricane struck me.

My hair was frizzy because of the cold and we're sticking in all weird directing - not to mention the weird curls they had morphed into.

My black dress had dirt patches over it and my knees and legs too had scratches.

Only my boots looked in good condition.

My eyes then slowly moved to my chest. I slowly unbuttoned the top and brought a side down to spot the ugly bruise. I cringed away at the sight of it.

It was really ugly. Like really ugly, and numb.

I moved a hand in my red hair and turned my back towards the mirror.

I walked to the closet and picked out random clothes - not even going to think about how there were female clothing that looked my size.



Without sparing another thought, I stripped off my dress in the room including my garments - leaving a surprise for Darius when he comes - and walked to the bathroom.

Only to have a surprise of my own.

That magnificent bathroom.

This room was fit for a Princess. Damn!

A smile graced my lips as I spotted the large bathtub.



(If you guys are wondering)

Would Darius kill me if I destroy this whole room out of anger one day?

Not sparing another thought, I jumped in the tub, turning the tap of hot water and relaxing immediately, ignoring the slight burn on my scratches.

And that's when ladies and gentlemen, my most awaited guest made her appearance.

My dear wolf.

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