Chapter 3 I Can Do Anything You Want

Nalya

I was standing in the corner of the room when a tall, handsome blonde blonde-haired man with hazel eyes bumped into me;

"I'm sorry," I apologized quickly.

"It was my fault, kiddo," he said with a kind smile. I frowned, Kiddo? He patted my head and walked away.

"Don't pat my head again!" I shouted. The man stopped and twisted his neck to me. He took steps towards me and stroked my hair once.

"As you wish, kiddo," he smiled charmingly and walked away.

I went upstairs to my bedroom, but I heard muffled sounds coming from the room. I stood in the hallway, not knowing what to do. I took a step closer. I saw my sister naked on top of my husband. He was gripping her bare chest, admiring her breast.

"Oh, yes, yes!" Kaley screamed in delight. She was eager as she bounced up and down his shaft. I didn't know how to react. I was unable to move.

The two lovers switched their position so that her ass was in the air, and he was taking her from behind.

"Ah, Hmm," he groaned. I was about to walk in there when someone tapped my shoulder. I turned around to see it was Mary. She had an evil smile on her thin lips.

"Don't go in there, it's rude to interrupt,"

"B- but why is this happening," my voice trembled. Mary scoffed and crossed her arms against her chest.

"What do you mean why, Nalya? You got the good looks and height, and the man she desired chose you!" she hissed and grabbed my arm. It hurt so much that I winced.

"Listen to me; if you know what's best for you, leave this place and never show your face to us again. No one loves you, and no one wants you just like your despicable mother!" she growled.

"I can't leave. I'm married now and have nowhere to go," I cried.

Mary laughed, " Oh honey, you can't handle a man like Arlon William. He will damage that little innocent pussy of yours by making you a breeder that he'll dispose of!" she said. My body was shaking violently. " Do you think he can keep a little nuisance child as yourself? You are only good to use in bed,"

I was scared, taking steps away from her. I needed to leave this place now. I turned around and went to my former room, getting my small purse and wearing a cloak over my head. I went outside the mansion. I needed to leave but didn't know how. The town was in the middle of nowhere as shifters like to isolate themselves from the human world.

I noticed a strange car in the driveway. It must be the one our guests came with. I carefully opened the trunk and got inside. I stayed in a fetal position, holding my breath, and when the car started moving, I exhaled. My eyes were heavy at one point, and I closed them.

...

"Is she dead?" I heard a feminine voice ask.

"No," that voice sounded familiar.

"How did she get in our trunk?"

"Are you sure she's alive?" the female voice asked.

"She's pretending to sleep. I can hear her pounding heart," the deep smooth voice that spoke sent trembles down my spine.

"No, I'm sure she's one of Arlon's rogues,"

"Should we take her back?"

My eyes immediately shot open at the mention of taking me back, and two cold blue ones were staring right at me.

Unwavering.

I stared at the tall man in awe. He was the most handsome man I've ever seen in my life. He had a cool tone complexion that complimented his jet-black hair. His sharp features made him look like a god. Had any man looked so beautiful? I thought.

The way he stood, his chest up, and high chin. Anyone could tell this man wielded great power.

I tore my gaze away when the female with honey-colored skin and beautiful curly brown hair extended her hand towards me, helping me out of the trunk. She wiped my hands with a white towel.

"Thank you," I whispered.

"Why were you sleeping in the trunk?"

"I didn't know what else to do. I don't know the roads that lead to the nearest station," I admitted.

"Kid, are you going home? If you wanted a ride, you could have just asked?" the man I met at the mansion earlier said.

"No, I'm running away from home," I told him.

"Obviously," the god-like man gritted his teeth. " But why?"

"My family wants me to marry an old man for money,"

A growl resounded from the man, and his companions looked at him. They were silent for a while. I heard that pack wolves can talk telepathically. They call it a mind link. They must be doing that now.

"How old are you?" The pretty lady asked.

"I'm seventeen years old,"

"She's a child," My eyes locked with the man-god, and he looked away, pained by something.

"I'm Ella, that is Nathaniel, but we call him Nate, and Mr. Grumpy over there is my cousin Alpha Prince Rhaegar," Ella said with a smile.

"And what's your name, Kid?" Nate asked.

"Nayla Martin,"

"Lovely name. It suits you," Ella said. She looked back to Rhaegar and asked,

"What should we do about her?"

"Nothing," I answered quickly, " I am going to the station. I want to leave this place and stay with the humans,"

Prince Rhaegar scoffed, and I looked at him. He was once again mind-linking with Nate.

"Do you have anywhere in particular to go?" Nate asked, and I froze. I didn't think so far ahead when I left. I knew humans lived in large cities.

"I'll decide later,"

"Kid, I can tell you haven't shifted in your wolf yet, and living with humans can be much more difficult than you think. You need to plan properly and how to earn a living," Nate informed me.

"Oh,"

"Do you even have money?" Ella asked, and I showed her my small fluffy purse.

"300 dollars,"

"Oh, she's pathetic," The Alpha prince exhaled, touching his temple as though he had a headache.

"She can stay at the pack as she plans, can she not, Rhaegar?" Ella asked enthusiastically.

"You want me to bring a rogue to the pack, and endanger our people, Come on, Ella," Rhaegar said, glancing at me.

"Just look at her. Does that face look like it can hurt anyone?"

"We can't let her wander alone. She will get herself killed," Nate reasoned. I looked over to Rhaegar, my heart frantic.

"I can do anything you want," I said, maybe cooking or cleaning for them. For now, what was important to me was a safe roof over my head.

"No one will look after her because you're going back to school, Ella," The Alpha prince grimaced.

"I'll do my part and leave when I come up with a plan, probably after my first shift," I chimed.

"Ok," he said and entered his fancy black car. Nate opened the door for me. I slowly got in, looking around. I don't think I'd been in such a car before.

I caught the prince's curious gaze on me. I shifted my eyes to my lap but closed them when I realized I was wearing such a short dress.

"Give her something to cover her legs," Prince Rhaegar said, staring out the window. He clenched his fists and was breathing heavily.

Was he unwell??