It's been a week since I was stuck here, in this mansion.

It felt like years had passed since I came here.

I haven't seen anything else other than the walls and grand antique pieces in the mansion.

Xerxes doesn't allow me outside and I didn't fight him to let me because he never made me feel like I'm his mate, he never made me feel like I am his equal, he never made me feel like we're suppose to be together forever and he never made me feel like I have a right to fight with him.

He doesn't talk much and spends almost all of his time when he's at home in his study office.

He wouldn't let anyone enter not even me.

If he needed any thing he would asked Lucy and that was it.

The only contact I have of the outside world is through Lucy.

She fills me in on everything that was going on in and around the pack.

Lisa visits only once a week that is, Sunday.

Xerxes doesn't know about that, he thinks she come along with her mother to give Lucy a helping hand in her work.

I miss my old pack and my parents terribly.

I wanna go back home and be with them.

I want to be with my family and not here where I feel like I am not even wanted.

I wish Xerxes would let me at least visit them or let them visit me.

I will have to talk to him about it.

I just wish he would let me.

tok Lucy went back to the pack house leaving me alone in this huge mansion which neither feels like home nor anyway near cosy.

It was cold just like the owner himself.

I heard the front door opened and ran towards it from the kitchen where I was heating our dinner.

I smiled brightly when I saw Xerxes.

He pulled his coat off of him and hung it on the coat hanger.

"Welcome.Dinner is ready.’’ I said causing him to look at me and grunt out a okay.

I swirled on my heels and walked in the direction of the kitchen with him in tow.

I smiled a little.

He seemed to be not in a bad mood but at the same time that's his normal face so I can't say anything.

He sat down on the stool and I took our dinner out from the oven when it beeped.

I had already arranged two plates for us so I started filling his plate then mine.

I handed him his plate and he took it.

you.’’ He

"You're welcome"

sitting down on the stool

our dinner

both were done with our dinner, I took our

losing my opportunity to talk to him about visiting my old

of the kitchen door to see where he

getting

in there

I will talk to him about it when he's

wash our plates before I go and talk with him

but I won't know for sure if I never talk to him about

as the plates were washed, dried and

hands on my cotton shorts nervous at

he's not going to do

He's your mate.

voice was heard in my

agreeing with

to him,

praying to let him visit my old pack or at

outside his study sooner than

shorts before curling my right hand in a loose fist

Knock, knock.

perked up as I knocked, hearing every little thing as I waited patiently for

breathed in deeply when I heard

"Come in"

and turned the door knob opening the door halfway,

as his

desk and

didn't look up to

look at me or at least let

say anything for

his eyes fixated on

He turned the page.

"What is it?"

asked without

a

l...um...I really want to..but I

to start or how

the file down and

gaze cold as

don't have all night, Meryl.Say

as he held

fluttered a little when he addressed me

talks to me and hearing him say my name gave me a warm

aside for a moment and concentrate at the situation at

visit my old

shoe and then at him trying

say anything but picked the

"No."

held a

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