Hidden by the Moon

Four

Branka's POV

I blinked hard.

Did I hear wrong? Or did he just say what I think he said?

“Erm …l…like I said earlier, I don't know what you're talking about.” I pat myself at the back inmy head for not stuttering. Which is something I'm quite shocked about.

“Answer me again. And this time,think twice before lying to me.” He replied in his very deep voice.

That was when I knew that there was tears pooling in my eyes and they dropped. I quickly whipped them with the back of my hands. I didn't know why I don't know why I didn't want him to perceive me as weak.

“I was not trying to commit suicide, I only wanted fresh air.” I said slowly, looking at everywhere but his face. Even though I could not see his face, because of the dark.

“Look at me.” He said. No, commanded. There was nothing in his voice that hinted if he gave me a choice to answer. I knew I had to.

Wit everything in me, I looked up at him. A thick shiver racked my frame and I suddenly felt self conscious about whatever it is he had going on. I knew he was staring intently at me. And I don't like that I can't see his face too.

He then did something that dropped my jaw. He removed the long trench coat he had on and placed it on my shoulders.

Immediately, I felt the kind of warmth I had never felt in my life. His smell enveloped me and I had to close my eyes to inhale him in. He was so soothing I think I'll pass out from the comfort I feel tight now.

“Why are you wearing such flimsy material in this cold?” He asked me again. The second question he is asking me, that I can't provide answer to.

It was like that jerked me out of my thoughts and I realized where I was and the person I was. I looked around frantically to see if there was anyone to witness what just happened now with this strange man.

Thankfully, there was really no one around. The atmosphere was somehow peaceful which was strange. Considering the chaos that I was sure was going on inside.

Quickly, I removed the trench coat off my shoulders and then I discovered that it was almost reaching my feet. The man was tall. Very tall. I am just five feet six inches tall. If I'm correct, he should be around six feet four inches tall. I thrust the cloth in his direction.

“I can't accept this. Thank you though.” I said. Craning my neck up to look at him, because he was that tall. The cotton of the cloth felt so comforting I didn't want to return it. I think this reaction is literally because I have never had anything nice to myself before. Or, maybe because no one had ever deemed it fit that I was worthy of being nice to.

“I don't like being ignored sunshine, so do well to answer both questions I've asked you. Starting with the first one.” He said, this time in a serious tone.

“An Alpha like you should not be interested in a lowly omega like me.” I said almost harshly. I slapped my palm to my mouth after realizing what I just said.

Wait.

Did he call me sunshine, or did I hear the wrong thing again?

My face heated up.

“And please don't address me that way. Take your coat. I need to head back inside. I'm sorry for disturbing your peace.” I rambled out. I slammed it on his chest and did not care if he took it or not. I made a beeline towards where I came from.

As soon as I stepped past him, he pulled me back with my arm and swung me around so that I am facing him.

My eyes widened at the sudden shock that trailed up my arm like it was electrity that went up my body.

“What the hell?” I whispered to myself. I look at my hand and then look at him back. Like he'd have a reply to whatever it is that just happened.

“Answer the question.” His tone hardened like he'd hurt me if I don't. And I think he will. His hold on my arm tightened.

“What??” I suddenly shouted. “Okay. Since you obviously are good at reading minds, why don't you figure it out yourself? Why do you think I want to kill myself, huh? Do you think I'm happy with my life?! If I am, will I attempt to end it all? What am I even saying?” I chuckled to myself. It's like I really do have a death wish. And I hope it comes to pass right now. “I've wished and hoped for death most of my life and it never came. I mean, I even cut myself open a couple times. But guess what, I didn't die. I pass out only to wake up with the place scabbed up. I tried drowning too, but guess what? I only woke up to see myself beside the river bank saved by a stranger that I did not see again. Even the universe is against my death. Sjce I'm such a waste of space and all I get is humiliation and degrading and hate every single day of my life, why don't I leave? The moon goddess or whatever deity really hates me. And she still won't let me go. So, blame me for wanting to go to the top of this god forsaken building and throw myself down. There's definitely no way I'd survive that right?” I smiled in his face. The tears that fell from my face is not what I felt. It was just like a norm that I didn't care was happening.

“Oh, and before you do me the honors of killing me, let me answer your second question. The flimsy clothes is because I obviously am an omega here. The lowest of the lowest. Familiar with something like that? Okay, let me enlighten you. I am the punching bag over here. Maybe whipping too. Like, the one the rich kids like to play hide and seek with. Do you get? The orphan, the one with no family or anything to her name whatsoever. So, I think you can guess what my wardrobe will look like.” I breathed after the rant of words I just had. I didn't even have any fear in me at the fact that he was an Alpha or anything.

“You can get it over with now.” I closed my eyes expecting the worse to happen. And that I'd float into the abyss I have been imagining for the longest of times.

“Does your Alpha know about this?” He asked in what I think was a gentle tone. Or hurt. Is that even possible?

“Why? So that you'd instigate him to do more than he's already doing?” I replied back sassily. I bite my tongue immediately.

“So he knows.” I shivered at the tone he used like a promis for revenge or retribution. I know that is definitely not possible. At least, from my own end.

“You can't do anything anyway. So, just kill me and get it over with. I'd appreciate if you do.”

I can't recognize the persona I am giving now. Since I know I'm very meek and gentle. Submissive even. As long as they are in a higher rank than me, I'd bow. So, now, whatever it is I'm displaying now is not me.

After what seemed like forever, I opened one eye, then another. I was met by an empty space. He was not in front of me any longer. I was panicking now. Full blown panic.

I looked around in fear searching around for him frantically, but he was no where to be found. The only thing this means is that he is gone. Like, he is no where to be found here.

My heart was beating very hard and all the bravado I had disintegrated in few seconds.

If he told Alpha Dorian what I just said, I'll die. Not just fast death, it will be a slow punishing one that I'll beg for it and it still will not be given to me.

What have I done?

I was about turning to leave when I discovered that that his coat was in my hands. He must have given it back to me in the midst of all my tantrum without me knowing it. I clutched it in my hands tightly like I didn't want to let it go. I dashed after him where I guess he would have pass to return it to him and to beg him not to tell Alpha Dorian. Even if I have to do it on my knees. I'd gladly do it.

He was no where in sight.

I wiped the tears that trailed down my cheeks and made my way back to the kitchen. I might as well wait for my impending doom. I stopped in my tracks when I noticed that the cost in my hands.

There's no way I'll take this to the kitchen without them having ideas that maybe I stole it. I quickly went to the maids quarters and opened my small room which only contained a bed and drawer where I kept the few things I had in.

Not knowing what came over me, I raised the cloth to my nose to sniff again and a small smile escaped me as his smell enveloped me again.

He smelled so good. And expensive too. But I do not know what he is made of. He could be the one to save me or break my spirit even if he did what was in my mind.