Most wanted Luna.

Caught in the Web

Stacy's POV

I still couldn't understand why I had chosen to go along with the words of the strange guy who had caught me in the air.

There were just too many things that had me feeling like I had made the wrong decision at that instant.

It was hard for me to understand what exactly had made me agree to his smooth words, which seemed like they couldn't be resisted by anyone alive.

"Here we are…" he had safely gotten me to the room where I had leaped out from its window, without both of us being spotted by anyone at all.

Daryl showed he was quite good at what he did as he had successfully kept me out of trouble with his brother, who seemed like he wouldn't think twice about making an example of me if I had gotten spotted.

There were just too many things that had me feeling like I was so

Recalling the way he had sounded when he had told me that I had been his property to keep, I was afraid of him at once. It was bound to be quite hard for me to keep up with all of it at that point.

"That was quite an audacious plan you made back then," Daryl said in a way that made it hard for me to know if he was trying to mock me or make a comment on the actions that I had taken to escape from there.

I was silent as he took his shots at me. There was really nothing for me to say at that point, as I was seriously trying my best to think of how exactly I was going to survive in that sort of hostile environment.

"So… what exactly did you intend to do after you had hopped out of the window?" Daryl asked with a slight, mocking laugh. "Run through all of Alpha Ronan's men until you are out of the fortress…? What a joke…"

"You can laugh at me all you want…" I said, trying just how angered I was about everything that had been happening so far. "I'm sure you wouldn't understand what it feels like…"

I was trying to relieve myself of the pressure, but Daryl seemed like he was bent on making me feel miserable about the attempt to escape.

There were just too many things that had me feeling like I wasn't going to be able to stay in there for another minute.

"I might not understand fully what you feel, but I knew for certain that running away isn't the best option that you could opt for in your current predicament." Daryl sounded a bit more serious and that made me really attentive that time around. "With Ronan, you can run, but you can never hide. He will definitely find you wherever you think you might want to run to."

"You sound like you have tried running away before." I was almost sure of that fact by the way he sounded like one who had been through the experience.

"Well… not exactly…" he muttered, as though he was trying to hide something that he was just too ashamed to share at that point. It was quite amusing to think that he had tried running away from his brother at some point. "But you're not the first person who has tried to run away from Alpha Ronan."

More than anything, I disliked the way he was making Ronan sound like he was some sort of god which everyone was supposed to fear.

At that point, I was feeling that I couldn't stand that conversation anymore. It was quite hard for me to understand what the source of resentment really was.

"If you're still thinking of making your way to make your way out of here, then you have to stop that thought. You are actually here to stay." Daryl was soon sounding like he was handing me an irrevocable sentence which no one could save me from.

"So… what am I going to do here? It's not like Ronan was going to suddenly like me… I don't have anything that he wants… I don't have a wolf…"

"Oh…" he seemed quite disappointed to hear me say that, and that had me bothered. It was quite clear that the people in Ronan's pack had no tolerance for people without a wolf. "I see… that means that you could be in a lot of trouble at this point."

"What…?" I had been thinking he was being supportive up until that point, when he had suddenly made me lose all the hope which I had been keeping to myself all that time.

"You are in for a lot, seeing that you don't have a wolf." Daryl made me sound a bit hopeless at that point, as he was soon taking a seat at the table close to a mirror.

The way he stared at himself in the mirror made him seem quite like the narcissist I had thought him to be at first. There were no means of telling the words of self-admiration that were probably bubbling in his thoughts at that point.

"What do you mean when you said I'm in a lot of trouble?" I asked, as I was almost pacing the room up and down with those worrisome thoughts going through my head.

I had been thinking I had done my ex dirty by agreeing to the marriage to Ronan. But at the moment, it looked like I had actually made myself dirty at that point.

There were just too many things that had me feeling like I had hurriedly made a wrong decision which I just couldn't take back at that point. Getting myself out of that was proving to be an impossible task at the moment.

"You are seriously going to suffer a lot if you are without a wolf in his place. Trust me…" Daryl said as he was soon getting up from the seat to look at me. "You had better brace yourself for the worst from my brother."

"Oh goddess…" I was soon wishing he hadn't caught me that time I had fallen from the window. I would have been able to find my way out somehow. "I really need to get out of here as soon as I can…"

"Relax…" he said with a slight smile, as he was soon making for the door. "That's going to get you in trouble even quicker. If you get caught, you could be turned into a slave and, at worst, you could be executed."

"What would I do then…?"

"Well…" he said as he walked to the door. "You're just going to hang in here…"

"What do you mean by—"

He was already out of the room before I could say a single word to him. What exactly was he up to?