Hidden by the Moon

Eleven

Branka’s POV

I sat on my bed in silence. My mind was blank and there was nothing coming. What the actual hell is going on and why do I feel like I would not even be able to have power over it?

I breathed through my mouth and stood up gently, looking around the room. The bag that was taken from me when I was seized was here and I don’t even know how it got here. His jacket was sitting on the bed staring at me like an unknown entity.

“This has to be a joke,” I mumbled to myself. A big fat joke. Like me. A small laugh butted out of me and I shook my head.

I would never have thought or imagined that a day would come when a man would fight to have me and it would not be in a condescending way that would make me feel crappy but in a possessive kind of way that made it obvious that he wanted me.

Or maybe it was all in my head and this was all ridiculous.

“Calm down. Reality will come very soon.” I said again and then I jumped suddenly when the door to my room opened and the person who entered was him.

Shock and surprise and horror and every other thing that could come at the same time flooded in.

“What the f**k are you doing here?!” I could not even keep my voice down and I did not care about the fact that anyone could hear through the thin wall that separated my room from the other people's.

His presence in the room was something to reckon with and there was no way in hell that I could pretend that he was not even there. It was like he took the whole space in the room at the same time.

“You have a filthy mouth on you contrary to the innocent face you have.” He said dryly and I did everything not to roll my eyes and look disrespectful to him.

“That’s not what I’m saying alpha. What do you want from me? Why are you here? I’m sure you don’t want to even be here. This room is not befitting of your presence.” I was ranting but I did not care since I seem to do that around him every single time. I gestured around the room for him to see what I was talking about.

“Do you see the state of this place? This is where I’ve been living since I can remember. It’s not like the other servants’ quarters. Everything that is related to me in this place is different because I’m different. Do you hear me? There is no way in hell that will be a regular man’s mate talk less yours.” I said to him.

He did not look surprised at my outburst, just staring at me intently. And I tried as much as possible not to let my thoughts bleed out so he won’t catch on since he knows how to read mind better than any other person that I’ve met.

Then he started to walk closer to me and my eyes widened in shock.

“W…what are you doing?” I asked in a low voice and unconsciously took a step back for each step he took towards me.

My back hit the wall and I pressed myself further against it hoping that I would enter into it. He did not stop walking until he was so close to me that I could breathe him in.

Oh goddess. Kill me now.

He smelled so good I could eat him up. Or maybe he could eat me up. I wanted to cuddle close to him and breathe him in all day.

Oh s**t

From the smirk that was on his face, I knew that he heard what I had just said.

Fuck me.

“You think very loudly even if I’m not reading your kind, I know what is going on in your head.”

“You don’t know me. Don’t act like you do.” I snapped and stopped. “I’m sorry.” I begged.

He was silent with a small frown on his face that I think he was plotting my demise.

“You’re so small. And you look a little gaunt.” He sounded so concerned that I bursted into a full blown laughter. I laughed so hard I fell forward and my head was on his chest and I could feel tears sting the back of my eyes.

After what seemed like forever, he grabbed my shoulders which sent shock through my body and made me stop my fit and pushed my back against the wall.

“Did I say anything funny?” He asked with a low growl that held a little threat.

“If that’s an actual question, then yes. You did say something that was very funny. I’m small? How? Me? Are you visually impaired?” I spitted out and bit my tongue until I could taste blood.

What the f**k?

Learn to bridle your tongue in front of this man Branka. Or maybe you’re that eager to die. Maybe another way to die is to piss him off so bad that he won’t think twice before actually killing me off. Right?

“We need to do something about your suicidal thoughts but before then, pack your stuff. You’re coming with me. Right now.” He said as a matter of fact and with a tone that I could not argue with.

“How? To where?” I asked stupidly.

“To my place.” He indulged.

“What?! My alpha will not allow it. He….he owns me….he…” I started to rush out and my head was spinning a little as I thought of what would happen if I left this place without his approval. “He will kill me….he…”

“Branka! Snap out of it!” His sharp voice snapped me out of the dark hole that I was about to get into.

“No one is hurting you ever. Do you hear me?” I could not even make eye contact with him to give him replay and he grabbed my face which made me shudder and finally look at him.

“Do you hear me?” The emphasis on each word made me nod my head.