The bracelet
RENEE'S POV
The sky was fairly clear with only a few scattered clouds, but the streets were slightly wet from the rain which must've happened earlier, after I had returned and maybe when I was asleep.
Even though my parents used not to like me, one time on my birthday when i was still young, she gave me one of her bracelets. That birthday, Aurora was still alive and my mother kinda loved me.
It was an antique piece, holding value in our world. It was something she wanted me to have in case I was hopeless and there were times where I was, entirely hopeless, but even then I didn't sell the bracelet. I couldn't. It was all that mattered to me.
Even though she changed and started to hate me, I still didn't sell it.
It was a long time later till I reached the graveyard.
I could only find it as I remembered the two long residential buildings beside it which I had seen earlier, when the Alpha was taking me here.
The Alpha.
My eyes went tight. I shook away the uncanny thought of him at this time of the night and wondered if I could run away from here. No one would know. I reached this far without anyone seeing me or coming for me. But where would I go? Without my pack, I would be truly eaten up alive like a little mouse.
I searched around the graveyard while shrills ran down my spine in fear of seeing dead spirits and other souls that belonged here. But the bracelet was far more important than my fear.
"Come on," I sat down on the ground near to the empty grave that had been dug up earlier by the Alpha.
Forgetting that I was minutes away from my death, I ran my hands through the dirt and grass, searching for the bracelet. "Where is it?" I whispered while looking close.
There wasn't much I could see at this time of the night.
I spent a couple more minutes on the ground, searching everywhere before I realized it wasn't here. Where else could it be? When I stood back up, I brushed the dirt off the coat and turned to go to the opposite side of the open grave, hoping it would be there.
I pushed my hair behind my ear and kneeled down again. My hand hovered over the ground while my shoes dug in.
"If you wanted to die-" Footsteps reached me before I saw a pair of shoes just inches away my hand. "You could've spared all the drama." The Alpha said, his voice now recognizable.
My heart drummed in my throat. I swallowed hard and with hesitation, I glanced up at him. He stood tall under the moonlight. His face was stained with danger and his eyes threatening when I looked into them.
How?
I moved back in fear as it wrapped around me, "I-I lost something..." I said, my words stumbling over one and another. "I was just looking for it. I wasn't-l wasn't running away or anything."
"And do you think I'm going to believe that?" He asked, raising a brow at me before looking straight ahead. "Get up."
I scrambled back up on my feet while my chest became tight. The frown on his face deepened. Cold wind rolled over us. I swallowed again, unable to keep my quivering nerves at bay. How could he have possibly found me?I made sure there was no one and there was no one.
I pursed my lips as he began walking away from the graveyard and back outside. Quietly, I followed him before he had the chance to forcibly take me. Fear consumed my thoughts. I forgot about the bracelet and everything else and only wondered what was going to happen to me.
When I reached outside, I found a car parked just near to the gates of the graveyard. It was a different car.
Smaller.
"Get in the car." He said before getting inside himself.
The streets were empty and cold. The Alpha didn't take me back to the whorehouse, instead he drove elsewhere. I bit the inside of my cheek in silence, wondering if I was going to be taken straight to my death now. But if he wanted to kill me, he would've already.
I always suspected the worst in people.
The house was familiar when the car came to a halt near the garage where I had once been in. Then, I was fleeing from the men who had bought me here in their car without my knowledge. My heart skipped a beat. Maybe it was better to go back to the whorehouse. It was slightly safer there than being in a house where there was no other women in sight.
The Alpha killed the engine and stepped out.
I eased my breath and followed him. He didn't look back to see if I was behind him knowing I couldn't really run, not with him catching me every single time. Not once I managed to run. Why?
The men near to the door didn't even glance at my direction as I went inside the cold, empty house. It was dark inside, darker than the night. My eyes darted around. It was quieter then before. The last time I was here, I remembered several men walking in and out.
It was even more busier than the whorehouse.
"Keep moving." His voice grabbed my attention.
I stepped out of my trance and followed him while shoving back all the dreadful thoughts that surfaced.
Maybe he wouldn't-kill me. But his actions, his words, his demeanour, it was all wild. I just hoped I still had my luck clinging onto me.
We stepped up the stairs. They were slightly bigger than the ones in the whorehouse. Just when we reached up stairs, there was a man waiting. Before I slammed my face into the Alpha's back, I stopped just a moment after he did.
Their gazes met.
The Alpha then turned to me and said, "Go into that room."
Just down the hallway, there was a room, the door open and inviting. I stepped up on the last stair and headed inside while he remained outside. My heart finally stopped beating so frantically and I caught my breath when I entered the room.
It was a bedroom.
Was I meant to stay here now? Was he going to lock me in here? I truly didn't meant to run from the whorehouse. I left with the intentions of returning.
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