KING'S MATE

Cold Man

I can't believe this.

I was taken away to Alaska by force. It's not that I'm not grateful, I really want to go abroad, especially Alaska, but not in this way.

I looked at the cabin window blankly. As far as the eye could see only white clouds filled the sky. I don't know how long this jet has been on the air after taking off from JFK airport.

Alpha man who originally held me, immediately put me on one of the couches in the jet and went to the back of the cabin where a door is. I don't know what room is behind that door, but examining from the luxury of Jet, I'm willing to bet that the room is the bedroom that is usually provided on a private plane like this.

Some of the flight attendants who were on duty in this jet always glanced at the door with a look that was very difficult to explain.

I glanced briefly as a man stood up from one of the chairs and walked towards the flight attendant who was standing near the bar.

The stewardess was pretty because she had wavy blonde hair and beautiful face. Her body was tall and reached the perfect curves.

Do not ask about the assets she have, basically the stewardess woman will make all other women envious of her perfect body.

The man who approached the beautiful flight attendant glanced at me for a few moments before whispering in the ear of the stewardess. The flight attendant nodded enthusiastically and walked towards the back of the cabin with quick steps. Her face looked broken and a broad smile was clearly displayed on her lips.

I snorted in my heart.

My eyes refocused toward the window and shortly after the flight attendant disappeared behind the cabin, I felt a pain in my stomach. I don't know what caused it, but it hurts so much.

It was so burning and terrible, but I tried to hold it by biting my lower lip and closing my eyes. My tears slowly dripped and my breath roared. With all my might, I hold back the screams coming out of my mouth because I don't want to panic the whole cabin.

What is this? What's wrong with my body? What is this pain? Shortness of breath and I could feel the blood coming out of my lips that were bitten strongly. I gripped the armrest tightly and inhaled and let it out slowly.

When I open my eyes, I see everyone staring at me with pity and sympathy. Likewise with Edmund who sat in front of me. He leaned toward me and asked softly, "do you want a glass of water, Gween?"

With a hoarse voice I answered, "thanks" then Edmund gave a signal to the other flight attendants who were standing guard and asked for a glass of water. My breath is still roaring and the pain in my lower abdomen is still so painful.

***

For over an hour I felt this pain and when the pain stopped, I was already sweating and my face was so pale.

Edmund was beside me all the time and gave me support. I didn't know what was happening and when I asked Edmund, he just kept quiet and smiled sadly at me. I know that he knows what causes me to feel this pain from his response and expression, but it seems like he chose silence and didn't say anything.

Moments after my pain disappeared, I heard the door behind the cabin open. The beautiful stewardess walked with a slightly messy appearance and a satisfied smile plastered on her perfect face. All the men in the cabin pursed their noses and looked at the stewardess with a look of disgust.

The Alpha guy didn't come out at all and I'm grateful for that. Hate and disappointment pervaded my body and it was directed towards the alpha man, but I didn't know why I could feel such extreme feelings. I don't know him and I don't care what he does in his personal life.

Hell I don't even know his name until now!

"Are you hungry, Gween?" Edmund asked slowly and carefully. He treated me like I was a fragile item that could be destroyed at any time, but I didn't comment anything because I was too tired.

The man I knew was Gamma Black stood up and moved to the couch beside me. He grinned broadly and Edmund glared as he asked, "Why did you move here Gamma?"

The man sitting beside me ignored Edmund's question and held out his hand towards me. "We haven't met, Joshua Black"

"call me---"

"I already know your name, Gween Peterson," he said casually. My left eyebrows arched up perfectly and looked at him with amusement. "How do you know that boring man?" Joshua asked, pointing at Edmund with his thumb. I held back a smile that wanted to come out when I saw Edmund's dislike expression.

"Well ... He became a disturber in my apartment and was more very sad when I found out he was my best friend's lover," I said in an amused tone. Edmund grumbled and folded his arms over his chest. The man I previously remembered was General Malcolm stood up from his chair and sat next to Edmund.

"A lover? I'm not sure about that. I'm Malcolm Finnick. At your service ma'am," he said in an attitude like a gentleman. I chuckled and gave him my sweet smile, "I didn't know you had dimples" he commented stunned.

"Really? Wow, I didn't realize it at all," I mumbled pretending to be surprised. Malcolm smiled and stretched his hand to pinch my cheek. "hey! What's that for?"

"You are very similar to my sister. Surely you will be suitable if you meet her" Malcolm commented happily. I smiled broadly and laughed at his expression that was so radiant.

"Oh my god, you mean Suzan? Help me God! That child is really something," Edmund complained in a dramatized tone. Malcolm frowned and kicked Edmund's leg hard. "Ow! What's that for?" he protested, grimacing in pain.

"Because you harsh my beloved sister!" Malcolm grumbled.

"Guys, if you want to fight, don't do it in the jet. You can stop for a while and then continue when we land," Joshua said, trying to mediate.

Malcolm and Edmund turned to Joshua simultaneously and simultaneously shouted,

"Shut Up!"

***

For the rest of the trip both I, Edmund, Malcolm, and Joshua didn't stop talking. We are busy talking trivial things and joking with each other.

I felt like I was back in college when I'm talking with the three of them. Even some men who wore black and scary clothes chose to pay attention to us and laugh occasionally when they heard jokes coming out of my mouth.

They all looked at me with a look of adoration and gave an attitude of acceptance to my presence and I was grateful for that, because I no longer knew what to do if they behaved like that Alpha man.

Cold and untouched.

There was even one man who told me about his wife who fought in the mall just because of a discount item.

At that time there was a big discount and the man, as a good husband, drove his wife away.

What a surprise when he went to the bathroom and when he was welcomed back by the condition of his wife who was pulling hair with another woman and a shopping mall spectacle.

I laughed at that story. Visually visualizing the story that the man told made me laugh satisfied. "Oh my god, I'm tired of laughing all the time," I said, wiping the tears that had come out of the corner of my eye.

"This is the first time I've seen you laughing like that, Gween" Edmund commented with amusement.

I sneered at him and said, "Of course, you can never be invited to be funny." Edmund frowned and was ready to make his scathing comments, but it didn't so when coughing voice softly heard and Edmund turned his gaze to the source of the voice. My wry smile faded when I saw the Alpha man standing in the middle of the cabin while giving a killing look towards Edmund.

Everyone was silent and the cheerful atmosphere that had originally filled the cabin, replaced by a tense atmosphere that was so suffocating. Edmund, Malcolm, and Joshua gave a sharp gaze towards Alpha --- or Nickolas. Don't ask how  I know his name! I don't want to remember that embarrassing incident again.

Lessons that can be taken. Don't ask Malcolm anything!

It turned out that the man who was so criticized by Miss Clarke was the man who took me away from America. I sighed hard and slammed my back against the back of the couch and looked away at the window. "Joshua, go back to your place"

"Yes Alpha"

I bit my lip and whispered a sentence to Joshua not to go, but it was in vain. Joshua gave me an apologetic look and he returned to his original seat. Then the chair next to me was filled by Nickolas.

His face was gloomy and his gray, foggy gray eyes looked straight at Malcolm. Malcolm also had the same situation, but his displeased expression was clearly printed on his handsome face. The growling came again and I began to feel familiar or not afraid anymore.

When I arriving in Alaska, I had to find the truth about their identities and secrets!

The voice of the pilot containing the announcement of the landing immediately filled the deserted cabin and everyone immediately used the seatbelt simultaneously.

I wore it lazily and moved uncomfortably when I felt an intense look towards me.

"So, Gween ---" the snarling sounded again, but Malcolm ignored it and chose to continue "--- which university did you graduate from? I heard from Edmund that you worked as an assistant manager in an architectural firm."

"Do I have to answer that?" I asked in a doubtful tone. Malcolm nodded his head and I sighed in surrender, "I'm a graduate of Standford University majoring in public relations." Malcolm whistled and elbowed Edmund.

"He's smarter than you, Eddy," commented Malcolm mischievously. Edmund gave a killing glare towards Malcolm. He turned his gaze back towards me,

"Aren't you at the same university with Maggie? Did Maggie isn't a graduate of Birmingham University?" I shrugged and answered,

"It was like that at first, but I went there because of the demands of my parents. They wanted me to be a politician because my father wanted me to continue in his footsteps as a member of Parliament, but I hated political things, so I asked for a chance on him and tried a scholarship and then Ta-Da! I was accepted to Standford."

Edmund choked to hear my confession, "You? Become a politician? You even get a monthly traffic ticket from the police" Edmund commented in disbelief. I gasped and raised my eyes in surprise while Malcolm laughed and for some reason my cheeks immediately blushed because of that.

I kicked Edmund's leg, "Shut up! Don't open my shame Ed!"

Edmund stroked his leg which I kicked and commented again, "I didn't know that your father was a member of parliament. Have you ever met the royal family? Prince William or Prince Harry maybe"

"Why do you ask like that? Surely you're curious huh?" Edmund glared at me. I gave him a triumphant smile and brushed my hair while saying, "If I say yes, will you believe that?"

"Wow we have a rich girl here!" Malcolm commented loudly. I gave him a murderous look and snorted disgustedly, "how is it? Is Prince William handsome?"

I frowned and said, "eww he's to old for me! Besides, he already has a wife and three children," I muttered casually. "Why do you ask like that?"

"Just asking --- oh you mean indirectly you are a daughter of a nobleman? MPs are usually a nobles" Malcolm's tone looked so enthusiastic when saying that question.

I just shrugged.

Then something crossed my mind. My eyes narrowed toward Edmund and Malcolm. "I shouldn't have said anything to you guys. You kidnappers, is this the reason why you are doing that?" I asked in an accusing tone. They look so suspicious after hearing what I say.

"Stupid" commented the man beside me briefly. I ignored his comment by pretending I didn't hear his voice. Edmund shrugged and Malcolm scratched his head, which I was sure was not itchy.

"Of course not, there are other reasons for that and we didn't kidnap you," Edmund muttered under his breath. My eyes narrowed and looked at Edmund closely. Then I gave him a gesture of 'I'm watching you' with my two fingers.

Announcement from the pilot that the jet had landed was heard throughout the cabin. Everyone moves to release the seatbelt attached, including myself. I closed my eyes and breathed. Nickolas had already risen and left the cabin. Followed by the two men in front of me and also the men sitting elsewhere.

I now know that the man wearing black is the security team. Now only me and the flight attendants. I still haven't moved and chose to lift my shirt.

I decided to check what was happening and get shocked when I saw the blue or red bruises on my stomach.

The only one thing that comes to my mind right now is,

How?