Chapter 5 I will show you your place

Lydia's Pov

I felt being carried in arms as strong as iron and a familiar scent filled my nose. Him-it was him, the same person I was running from. Alpha Isaac, that's not even nice, such a boring name.

I hate to admit it but it suits his personality, Isaac...not bad! Excellent choice with his parents. I quickly opened my eyes to stare at him when his eyes were fixed on the road.

I just felt very comfortable where I was and hoped to belong there forever. Must l let him know though, no. I won't!

I struggled and he let me down in the woods.

"So you are finally awake now, sweetheart," he asked with his usual smile. What the fuck! I hated that.

"Do not call me sweetheart, you have never had a taste of my heart, how do you tell it's sweet?"

"Seriously?" He asked plainly with another chuckle.

"How did you find me, how did you know I escaped?"

"You do not need to know, Lydia. Just know that as many as you try to escape, I will be with you before you realize it. I will do that even when I am not home, get that?" I raised my brow at his sudden braveness.

"Baby, come let's go home. This place is not kind as I am, it's very dangerous." He said with a kind expression like an innocent schoolboy.

"I'd love to be in danger rather than have a taste of your kindness," I said with anger settling in my chest. Did my words never hurt him? Why does he constantly half-smile at me?

"Be careful what you wish for my dear," he said and without warning, he swept me off my feet.

I was on his shoulder, his one arm gliding the base of my butt. He made me feel like a 10-year-old girl who has been caught by her parents doing something they've severally warned her against.

I hit his back and screamed in his ear to let me down but he wouldn't. You see, these encapsulate the reasons I, especially gate Lycans. Their stubbornness is to the grave, they die with it.

"Let me down, Isaac." It's like I was hitting a punching bag or a pillow. He did not let me down and then I decided to leave him to himself to do whatever he wished.

"If you were mine, I would have made those legs weak and your hands sore just now. But you are not mine so I will wrap it until you are, Lydia."

He said that and chuckled. I did not reply as I had nothing to say. What did he mean by that? If I were his..."

Honestly speaking, I did not think he would say that. Was I, not his? Why does he speak with me sometimes as though I were?

"What is your problem? I thought you were okay not to be his. You want to be yours." My Wolfie added and I inhaled.

"What did you mean by what you just said?"

"You are a child, Lydia! You will understand it when you become of age." He replied yet again, walking around the pool.

Meaning he was referring to...oh, I get it. How nasty can he be? I just knew it, I knew that he was faking when he came to our place.

"I will show you a place, Lydia."

He said and I neither gave him a disapproval nor the consent to go ahead. I wouldn't even waste my time when I knew he wasn't going to listen to me anyway.

I could not recall the path I took down here. However, the tall trees and broad leaves I saw earlier weren't the same as I am seeing now.

He was talking on a path in very very green grass. I wish I could get down to feel the warmth beneath my bare feet.

The sun was casting its light on us, it was very good to be on it considering the June weather and the intensity of the chill it carried.

We walked for hours and I only thought if he didn't get tired or his hand wasn't straining. I couldn't care less though, I never asked him to.

We got to a cottage and he let me down when we were finally inside. It wasn't very big but cool enough to contain 5 best friends. I laughed at the thought and began to stare around.

"What are we doing here?" I asked impatiently.

He walked over to a counter and brought two glasses of water. It wasn't what I wanted, but I could not tell him I hadn't taken anything in the morning. My Tommy remembered that growling, thankfully, it wasn't loud.

"No, thank you! I asked a question, "What are we doing here?"

"You must be hungry, I will make you something to drink. You decided running on escaping an empty stomach was better than being filled before escaping. That's characteristics of a child." He ended with a smile and a wink.

"Are you dismissing my question on purpose or you cannot answer?"

"I don't need to do that, that's why I am not answering. Tea or coffee?" He asked, looking me in the eyes with his hands buried in his pocket.

He looked so damn beautiful that I could not maintain eye contact with him. He noticed it and smiled at me, was I childish like he claimed?

"I had to suffer my whole life like this, sweetheart. I would ask a question and people would be staring at me with distinct imaginations flooding their minds. But you will be hungry, tea or coffee? Afterward, I can spare some time for you to stare."

He said teasingly and I baited my lashes out of embarrassment. He said that on purpose, just to make me mute and yeah, he did achieve that.

"Tea!" I said simply and he chuckled.

"Yes, we will have something for the starting competition." He said loudly to himself, enough for me to hear.

Soon enough, the tea was ready. He poured it into a porcelain cup and handed it over.

"Won't you have some?" I found myself asking as though I cared. He washed his hand, then wiped it before straddling a chair to sit opposite me.

How was I going to sip the fucken tea with him just before me?

"I am hungry for other meals, not food. Feel comfortable drinking that."

"What other meals are you talking about?" He grinned and then collected the cup and brought it to my mouth.

"You will understand when you become of age, you are a child."

I nearly cried at his declaration. Why was he constantly telling me I was a child?

"Because you are, sweetheart. It's only children that have minds filled with fear even when they have been assured of fear. And it's only children who are stubborn like you are." He ended and brought the cup to my mouth to have the last drop of the tea.

"Were you planning to make me one when you were asking for the meal I was talking about?" He asked while washing the cup in the sink.

He looked at me with a kind of look. I averted my gaze quickly so I wouldn't fall into the stupid act of staring.

"Do not worry, sweetheart, I will enjoy it in the evening." As hard as I tried, I could not understand a word of what he was saying."

"Are you not going to tell me what this place is?"

"It's a cottage!" He replied openly, winking.

"Of course I know it is, tell me, you know what I mean, don't you?" He said and I got angry. What he saw the next seconds was that I had stormed out of the room.

I thought he was going to come along running, well, he didn't and I was beginning to feel frightful with each step I took.

He was faking it, all the nice gestures and beautiful smiles.

When my eyes traveled straight, I saw something and began to trail back with slow steps. I was a Beta, but what was before me wasn't anything I had seen before.

I looked back but could not find Aloha Isaac. This time, I only cried and pinned my body on a big tall tree.

Only if I could enter the tree, I would maybe be able to breathe and hide from Isaac.

The animal came closer, with his jaw dropped and fang-like teeth displaying to make me shiver.

Its breath hiked while he moved closer slowly. I looked back and Isaac wasn't available.

The animal jumped and sprang to me, and I swerved. I wasn't to be taken for a weak spoiled little girl, you know?

I became fierce as the animal, looking at him with those fire-like dangerous eyes.

I began to sweat profusely, and the animal sprang at me again, causing my hand to weaken. I fell with my arm hurting and my vision blurry.