Episode 4

Angela's POV

Running into my room, I slam the door shut behind me, panting so heavily as I feel a little or no life left in me anymore. Slumping to the ground in-between my bed and my study table, I rest my back on my wardrobe, staring at my messy room. 

Obviously, mom was here again. 

I furrow my brows, biting my lip, as I remember how she usually does whenever I'm not home. And after a long hours of cleaning my room and the entire house before leaving for my usual hustle, I'll still return back to a messy environment. I feel so exhausted and disoriented as I am now. The streams of tears flowing down my cheeks, interpret the anguish in my heart. 

I throw my eyes to the ground, wondering when all these would end. 

The face of Alpha Syrill came flooding my head, reminding me of the glances I took at him, flashing at different points. I honestly can't deny the fact that he is a handsome guy, and every woman, I guess, would die to have him right in-between her thighs, sucking her like I saw that guy on TV enjoying the wetness of the woman under his grip the other day.

"This is amazing… having the all high and mighty Alpha Syrill right out there in my father's compound, asking me to accept him…? This is something I never knew him to be. No one has ever talked good of alpha Syrill; he's dreaded in all the packs around. And having him as a mate is somewhat a great deal to any woman, but obviously not a great one to me." I continue to fight with my thoughts, but the thought of my mother interrupts everything. 

I think he only wants to use and dump me like he do to those girls who go around him, and nothing more.. Most guys out there aren't nice to girls, and that's why father had to tell me so many bad things about them, warning me sternly to keep and guard my body defensively against them, and that at the right time, the right person would come for me; my mate would come for me. So could it be that Alpha Syrill is the right one? I understand he's my mate.. I know the strength mate bond carries, but I just don't think he'll treat me right; no one has ever said anything good about this man for all I know. 

"No, I can't accept him! He's ruthless! And I can't have a ruthless alpha as my mate! NEVER!!!"

I hop up from the floor, pick up the few clothes littering around and throw them on my bed. And then I walk to the door. Holding the knob, it turns on its own. I pull back a little by little, as the door slowly moves inside my room. 

I swallow so hard, feeling the thick and heavy block of saliva downing my throat, as I stare. 

"Mom is going to kill me today… oh moon goddess.. please save me.." I plead in my heart, waiting for mom's strike as I quickly bow in anguish, shivering in terror. 

And all of a sudden, the door slaps its frame. I jerk but didn't shift an inch, shielding my head with both of my hands.

"Do you actually think you can escape this one this time around..?"