Fated to the Sapphire Alpha

Chapter 8: The Knight’s residence

Hearing that reminded me of when I saw him in front of my locker talking to Zara and then with the other girls, before colliding with Sam today.

Was this what Mason meant? Before I could ask him further, the cellphone pinged. I was curious and asked a potentially harmful question.

""So that’s why you talked to Zara and then to the other girls, but why?"” I returned my gaze to the cellphone in my hand, only to discover that Kyle had just sent a text. I took a deep breath and continued reading the text.

Alpha T Kyle| Where are you?

Alpha T Kyle| I am already at the girl's house to take her to the packed house because mom is holding me accountable for being a f**k boy.

Alpha T Kyle| You should not be kissing my mate!

Reading his texts made me internally ask myself; What was this guy's problem? Every text he sent was weirder than the one before it, and why did he have that name Alpha? All of these thoughts were interrupted when Mason spoke to me with a worried tone. ""Yes, but I never told you it was Zara. How did you know that?”"

I looked at him with a question in my mind as he took the turn to Nat's house, which I quickly answered. ""Zara stuffed me in my locker.”

Mason parked abruptly, and my car door was opened with force. I flinched from the unexpected actions.

I knew he was right there, but when he touched my hand, he quickly pulled me out of the car. I grabbed the bag containing my belongings out of reflexes because I knew he would not let me go back for them.

Kyle had slammed the car door hard, and I thought the window would have cracked. I was surprised to hear the glass shattered from the impact and when I looked behind me, I noticed the door had bent from the impact as well.

Shock, that is how I have been responding for the majority of this day. What the hell was I drinking, eating or was it simply the feelings of the stitches on my hand that caused me to not be able to understand absolutely nothing about my day?

Kyle had led me to a motorcycle, which I read was a 2022 Kawasaki Ninja. What I had heard Sam's father talk about before.

It was black, which made me hate that I was wearing a long skirt. If he was going to drive this thing, my skirt wouldn’t let me sit appropriately on it.

Kyle picked me up and placed me on his lap, starting the motorcycle. I heard someone running towards us, but stopping when the motorcycle roared to life.

Kyle did not wait and kicked the small handle, causing the motorcycle to flee. My body smashed into Kyle's chest mercilessly and the wind was hitting my face with such force that I nearly passed out. We had arrived in front of a massive gold gate left, which opened automatically and left me feeling calmer, but when Kyle did not stop driving his motorcycle at full speed, I became more than scared of what he was trying to do. Was he trying to kill us both?

My head hurt like nothing I would ever have felt, and my glasses had flown away from my face. I hated to think I would lose them for good this time.

Kyle had abruptly stopped, almost causing me to fly out of his lap. However, Kyle grabbed me before the motorcycle flipped over and Kyle walked while holding me by my hips.

It felt like a small feather in his arm. His muscles gripped me tightly. For some reason, being this close to him made me wonder how I could get under his shirt, but I stopped myself when he took the first step up some stairs that led to the main doors of the largest mansion I had ever seen.

The front had a balcony with chairs and a small gold table. I do not know how many, but there were more than five of them. Now I am wondering if this is a mansion or a freaking five-star hotel.

Inside the massive mansion, the entire place was painted sapphire with hints of Persian roses on some vases and clothes and the floor was both white and black tiles with a Persian rose rug in the middle of the hallway that had gold edges on each door entrance. There was also gold on the knobs and trays. As well as beautiful designs everywhere I looked.

Kyle had passed through four rooms before we entered a medium-sized room with a grand staircase. He walked up three sets of stairs and as we approached the fourth, we both heard Natally shout out of nowhere.

"Kyle, stop!"" You are hurting her!"”

That did not deter Kyle, but when I went to respond, he moved my body to stand on the top floor of the fourth floor. He walked us to the first room on my left and as I was pulled in I caught myself falling on the small table next to me. I passed a small hall with either a closet, a bathroom or a kitchen, but I did enter a small living room. It had a door on the farthest side leading to an outside porch.

This place was something else. It truly was a dream house, but the colors were too heavy for me to accept. While staring at this room, I became disoriented until Kyle yelled at me after slamming the door.

""Do you really believe that type of behavior will make things easier for you while you’re living here?”"

Looking back at him, I noticed he was a little fuzzy. It was strange because, while I could see him, I could not tell what his expression was.

He walked to the front of me to pick something up and when he pulled it closer to me, I noticed it was glasses without a frame that had gold legs holding the glasses together and a cute pink cherry blossom on one side of the glass.

Placing the glasses on, I gasped because I could finally see the entire room and how Kyle looked.

Now that I could see, I went to my bag for my inhaler. I was starting to feel dizzy and knew I needed to use it. After a few puffs, I moved to see where he was, and I must say that seeing him in a sapphire-colored suit made my heart race faster than a rabbit thumbing his feet on the floor. Then my daydreaming stopped when Kyle snapped me out of my eyes, f*****g as he asked. ""So, did you?"” I snapped at him. ""Made what easier for me? Getting away from you because I do not want to be associated with a fuckboy? Yes, and I would have been perfectly fine if you had stayed away from me! Instead of manhandling me like I’m your play toy!”"

Kyle was about to walk to me, but instead walked back and hit the wall behind him, leaving a hole in the wall. This was not new to me, but I wondered why he was so upset about what I had said.

The words in my head were bothering me. I wanted to talk to Nat and Sam about everything, but this was simply too much for me to handle. I needed to walk away from him because I did not feel safe being in his presence. After taking one step, he then turned to look at me. His right eye was pink, and his left was blue. His eyes began to fade back to blue, but it freaked me out to the point of screaming.

Kyle walked up to me, hands raised and began to yell."" Calm down! I am not going to hurt you!”"

I took a step back from him and walked to the edge of the love seat in the small living room. I was afraid he was just saying the words, but really wanted to hurt me like my mom used to do, but he instead walked to the other side of the room and crossed his arms and looking at me from the other side with annoyance. ""Are you happy now?”"

He walked to the back of the love seat to then ask another question to me. "" Is it wrong that I am noticing you now?”"

Hearing him made me ask myself if he was being serious right now? Ew! Ew ew ew. No, sorry buddy boy, but this ride is off limits to you. I have no interest in whatever STD you are carrying around to bring you so much joy and I don’t care how f*****g attractive you are, hell no!

Without thinking more about my answer, I answered him honestly. ""I would rather jump off this floor than be seen with you in that way.”"

He smiled at me with his united brows and asked me in amusement. ""Perfect, but I need you to pretend you like me tonight. Can you do that?”"

Now it was my turn to raise an eyebrow at what he had just asked me to do.

"Wait, what? Why? I just said—”

""Do this for me, and I swear I will vanish from the face of your world. I do not need more attention and I have no feelings for you. Heck, I like the room more than I like you.”"

His words enraged me so much that I could not stop myself from interrupting him by yelling at him. ""I am glad you prefer something other than a walking v****a! Unless there is a woman in the room behind you!”"

He let out a growl, which was strange to hear for like the fifth time today. What the hell was going on?

""Watch your tone with me! You do not get to make the decisions here, Mishi. You just do what you are told and then live your life! Preferably with your father and far away from my pa-....home.”"

His words hurt me more than I realized. All of my anger had shifted, and I felt my chest tighten as the door beside him opened to reveal Sir Ken.

He closed the door behind him and walked away from the door, but I could not take my gaze away from his eyes. It was the same shade of Persian Pink as some of the details in this mansion.

When Kyle saw him, he attempted to smooth his words to his dad. ""I was almost done with this. You do not need to be here because I have it under control.”"

Sir Ken did not seem pleased to have heard him, but he did not say anything to Kyle. Kyle made a whimpering sound and I turned to look at him. Then Sir Ken asked me, ""Has he hurt you?”"