I'm not really sure what I should do with myself once Zyon leaves. But the unsurity doesn't last very long. The door flies open, and two red head identical twins walk in. They kind of curtsy.

They seem a little taken aback. But they don't say anything. I follow them anyway though. The faster I get out of this room, the faster I can find Yasmeen and get out of here. I'm in a long corridor, that have about fifteen doors. I'm assuming each have single person occupancy rooms behind them. If the room, I was in, was furnished, it would only have been large enough for one person. They take me out of the corridor into a main hallway. The floors are marble and cold underneath my feet, but the walls are lined with tasteful, pieces of art. We get to the end of the hallway. There's a large staircase going down, but they choose to take me through the glass doors at the end. The layout at this point is kind of confusing.

We climb up the stairs, through the glass doors- wooden stairs with a gold railing. This part of the house is excessively done up. It looks posh and expensive and I feel a little out of place there. Once, we've climbed up about three flights of stairs, they lead me to an extremely large wooden door. They push it open, with difficulty, clearly it's heavy. Probably for added security. Once we're inside, there are both four to five wooden doors.

One of them turns to me.

I just nod.

They head towards the master bedroom, but I am very well aware that, that room is Zyon's and I have no intention of sharing a room with him.

I cut them off and walk into the spare room. It's large, but really tastefully done up. The floor is wooden, a light shade of brown. Apart from that, the rest of the room is white, with large mirrors all around the room. There's a comfy arm-chair in the corner as well as one near the bed. There's tiny potted plants near the window. I head towards it and look out, almost gasping at what I see. Clearly I'm very high up in this house. It's almost like a penthouse, except I look out and see the forest. The view is breathtaking.

I hear the door being opened. The redheads walk in carrying a bunch of clothes in their hands.

I don't fight them with the bathing part. Hygiene is particularly important to me and I feel disgusting, so I head into the bathroom, while they start setting up clothes in the closet. I have no idea where those clothes came from, and at this point, I don't really care. I just need to change. The bathroom is the most luxurious I have ever seen. I can't help but enjoy showering.

When I leave the bathroom, I'm wrapped in the softest, fluffiest white towels. The redheads stand alert, ready to jump at my command.

They stare at me, absolutely flabbergasted.

I feel myself begin to get angry and frustrated. He's basically keeping me trapped. They turn and walk out of the room. I put on a pair of black denim jeans and a light purple sleeveless top that ends above the button of my jeans. I look around for some underwear, pop open a draw and find plenty of lacy bras and underwear's inside. I feel myself get irritated. It's like they want to doll me up for their Alpha, for his pleasure. They don't give about my comfort. It's really not that big of a deal. I prefer lacy bra's but because it's been put there because they assume it's something the Alpha will enjoy on me, I feel irritated. Their Alpha won't ever be seeing me in these.

I dress as fast as I can. I need to go find a phone. I need to call Zarah, Daniel, Alpha Amor, anybody. I go straight into his study. It's as impeccably done as the other rooms. I start looking for a phone. When I don't find one in plain sight, I start pulling open draws. I'm sure there's a cell phone hidden somewhere, or a phone. Any sort of communication device. There has to be one in this wing. I pull out papers and books and throw them all over the floor in haste. At this point, I don't even care if he knows I ransacked his office. I go towards the library shelves, start throwing the books down, to see if he's hidden a phone somewhere there. I've searched all over the study and I still can't find anything.

I head towards the kitchen. I doubt there's a phone in there, but I check all the cabinets and draws anyways. I do the same thing in the gym, but it's too no avail. The only room in the entire wing is the Alpha's room. I don't want to go in. Something holds me back, I'm hesitating. I look at his door and then the door to the Alpha's wing. I head towards the door and open it. Surely enough, there are two guards positioned outside. I scowl at them and just bang the door shut. There's not much I can do at this point. I just head back to my room. I'm going to have to figure out another way to find a phone. Ransaking all three rooms has left me exhausted, so I decide to lie down for a bit. It's barely been fifteen minutes, when the room to my door opens. It's the redheads again.

They stand there pleading with me for about half an hour. I feel kind of bad for them, but I stay lying down. I don't want to have dinner with his barbaric pack. Going down for dinner just signifies my acceptance of the role of his Luna and I will not be his Luna. I have a life to get back too. After about half an hour, I hear one of them leave as the other stays and begs me. She's pracitically shaking by this point. I just close my eyes. That's when the door to my room is thrown open with force. Zyon stands in the doorway.

He barks at the red head.

She runs out of the room. Such a damn coward. My heart-rate picks up, I sit up. He just sizes me up.

He's standing, near me, by my bedside in a flash. He says, as he very prominently takes in every part of my body, running his eyes down the length of my body. He does it in a way, so that he knows I can take notice.

"

His eyes flash golden. He snarls out, His hand latches onto my bruised wrist, and he pulls me up. He wraps an arm around my waist, so now I'm practically stuck to him.

I gulp, I can't even get out the words. I just look at him, and try to get away from him, but his grip is iron-clad.

With that, he pushes me onto the bed.

He grins maliciously, knowing that his words hold an underlying threat, as he stares at my body lustfully.

I whisper out, my words barely audible.

He chuckles, enjoying the way I'm suddenly doing what he asked.

I don't bother replying, so he just laughs and walks out of the room.

He leaves and Lita and Rita walk in, silently opening my closet and taking out options to dress me in. I'm too dazed to care. I keep thinking of him and what he said to me. The idea of him taking what he wants, when he wants it is starting to turn me on. Goddess, I'm sick. I'm mentally sick. The idea of giving in to him is so scary to me and unsettling because I know how my body reacts to him, I know how attracted I am to him, so deep down I'm afraid that I really would give in to him before I was mentally ready. If he prompted me a little, I know I would. I had to stay as far away from him as possible, and I had to get out of here as soon as possible. My mind was totally messed up. The mate bond was making me see the absurd appeal in things that should only be unsettling and unnerving.

The red-heads pull out a baby blue lace dress for me, it ends right about my knees. They style my hair into beach waves. Then they make me wear a pair of nude heels. They put some light blue eyeliner onto my eyes and a little bit of gloss onto my lips. Just as they finish, Zyon walks in. I look at him through the reflection in the mirror. He clearly appreciates what he sees, as I see him look at my attire.

I make no attempt to move. He grits his teeth. I don't want to be presented to his pack. I think he sees the resolve in my eyes, because he walks over to me, flips me around and pushes me into the wall. I'm trapped between him and a wall again. Great. I seem to find myself stuck between him and some sort of surface always.

I just look at him. I don't know what to say. I don't have a choice. He knows that. I try to take a step towards to door, to go down for dinner, but his arm stops me. He whispers.

My temper flares- my anger probably reflected in my eyes. He just smiles, and starts making little circles with his fingers on my waist. He moves closer to me, pressing me harder into the wall. At this point, I can feel every single inch of him. It's driving me crazy, the sparks are exploding.

" He kisses my cheek, moves towards my ear and kisses a line down to my neck. I go rigid. I can't think. I can't move. I make no effort to move away from him, instead my head moves back on it's own accord, my back lurches forward and he instantly has more access to my neck. I feel him smirk against my skin, but at this point I don't care. I just want him to continue what he's doing. He continues to kiss my neck as he moves one of his hands to trail up my thigh. His touch is irresistible. He's barely done anything to me, but I'm more wet and turned on than I have ever been in my entire life. Suddenly he stops kissing my neck, instead takes a small piece of my skin in between his teeth. He bites down a little and I let out a moan. My breath instantly hitches right after that, as I realise what I've done. I've verbally let him know, how much I'm turned on by him basically doing nothing.

He just lets out a little laugh, moves his head away from my neck. I'm still stuck between him and the wall.

My face flushes red. From anger. From embarrassment. How could I let him do that to me? I didn't even fight him. My body just reacted. I look away from him. I can't handle the eye contact.

He grabs my hand, interlaces our fingers and walks us out of the Alpha's wing. We go down the beautiful staircase, out the glass doors, down a few more flights of stairs. After a few left and right turns, I find myself standing outside the main doors of the dining room. I try to take a step back. I didn't want to be introduced at Luna, but clearly he didn't care. I didn't want to be Luna. As I take a step back, he turns around. He growls out, and then he pushes the doors open, pulling me into the room with him.