My Mate's Tough Choice

Chapter 3

CELINE'S POV

“What is happening here?” I asked, as I felt the bumpy road and a rigorous shaking.

“She's finally awake!” I heard a strange voice. I tried to jump out of my lying posture, but was hit by a terrible headache so I just stayed put.

“Stop the carriage!” The masked guard with me ordered.

He immediately alighted and I couldn't wait to go after him.

‘Perhaps this was going to be my opportunity to escape,’ I thought.

I struggled through the headache and alighted the carriage.

“What is going on here?” I heard a charming voice ask, coming from behind me, and I quickly turned around.

I was completely smote by the tall, dark skinned young man that was approaching us from the carriage behind us.

“Sure, she's awake.” The masked guard with me said.

The man gave me a heavy stare for a while.

“Fine.” He said, and was going to return to his carriage.

“I'll keep her with the other slaves,” the guard said. I was trembling, since I wasn't quite sure what was happening yet.

“Is that why you stopped the journey?” The young dreamy man asked.

“She got preferencial treatment for being unconscious, it's only fair…” the guard was hell bent in making suffer and I couldn't help but wonder why.

I completely agreed with the young man for being angry. It was unnecessary to pause the journey, just to make it uncomfortable for me, especially since I was just waking up.

“Fine! Do as you please.” The young man ordered and went back to his carriage.

There were four carriages and I was taken from the first, to the third, which had a big wooden box attached to it.

The guard lifted me up and threw me in the box.

“Ouch!” I winced in pain, as my sore body hit the hard walls of the container.

“Sorry about that,” I heard a soft and tender voice say. I turned in the direction of the voice and found a young woman, about my age, sitting with her legs bounded together and her hands tied to the wooden container.

“Where are we? What is going on? Where are we going” I probed, dying of curiosity.

“The Red-Dawn pack,” the you g lady answered.

“What?” I blurted,

“We're going to the Red-Dawn pack,” she said, “where we will now live as slaves to the most powerful Alpha in the region,” she explained further.

I finally found stability enough to look around and realized there were two other women and we were four, in total, being transported to the Red-Dawn pack.

“Our respective Alpha have given us up, in exchange for resources, which the Red-Dawn pack is graciously blessed with,” she continued.

“That sick bastard!” I clenched my fist, and imagined Liam's face, my voice was only a little above my breath.

I couldn't believe that Liam couldn't even wait for me to regain consciousness, before selling me off like a piece of wood to these men.

“Don't worry, it's not so bad,” the young lady said.

“Really?” My face lit up with hope.

“No,” she replied, “I say that to keep myself afloat.”

‘and just like that she drained every iota of hope that she had ignited.’ I sighed.

“Kate,” she introduced, “I would extend a handshake, but…” she gestured to the ropes around her.

“Of course,” I immediately responded, “Celine,” I said.

I tried to remain quiet for the rest of the journey, which didn't last very long anymore.

“Get down!” The masked guard ordered us out.

Immediately we got out, I stretched my neck to find the young man, but only noticed him hurrying into the castle.

“Prince Max,” Kate said, drawing my attention to the fact that my staring was pretty obvious.

“He's the son of Alpha Ethel,” she said, “the great Alpha in the region.” She added.

I didn't care if he was an Alpha Prince or not, all my attention was in how dreamy he looked.

We were helped to settle in, and since we arrived in the evening, the guard was gracious enough to let us pass the night, but with a stern instruction that we resume first thing in the morning.

“You seem pretty excited for a slave,” I pointed out to Kate, with whom I had to share a bedroom.

“My mother taught me that if you embrace situations with joy, you just might be able to see the good side.” She said, and fell into bed to sleep.

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“Celine!” I heard Kate calling from a distance.

“Get out of bed!” I felt a heavy splash on my face. I jumped out of bed. Kate was beside the bed, trying to get me up, while the guard that had brought me in was standing with a bucket in his hands.

The guard stormed out and I hurriedly got dressed, and went to him, with Kate, holding my hand, every step of the way.

“You don't get the luxury of sleep here,” he said.

“You! The Alpha Prince’s chambers and the Alpha King,” he said to me. I immediately proceeded with my cleaning tools.

“Good morning, Prince Max,” I said, when he finally opened the door after minutes of knocking.

“It's 6 o'clock in the morning,” Prince Max complained.

“I apologize sir,” I said, but I really needed him to let me through. I was feeling weak and dizzy, and all I wanted was to do my chores and perhaps get some rest.

Prince Max was definitely not happy about being woken up. I was going to sneak in to begin cleaning when I was triggered and did the most embarrassing thing.

“I am so sorry, Alpha,” I was completely frozen, as my vomit ran from the top of his pajamas shirt, down to his trousers.

He was dumbstruck and had a fierce stare directly in my eyes, and I was equally dumbstruck and murmuring the last of my prayers, after throwing up on the Alpha Prince.