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.

He

"You're welcome"

down on the stool

ate our

our dinner, I took our plates to

my opportunity to talk to him about visiting

the kitchen

getting in his

in there for

him about it

decided to wash our plates before I go and talk with him but deep down I know I

gut feeling that he wouldn't allow but I won't know for sure if I never talk to him about

as the plates were washed, dried and kept

my sweaty hands on my cotton shorts nervous at the thought

on, he's not going to do

He's your mate.

in my

nodded my head agreeing with

should go talk to him,

counting steps towards his study all the while praying to let him visit my old pack or at least let my family visit

study sooner

hands once again on my shorts before curling my right hand in a loose fist to

Knock, knock.

I knocked, hearing every little thing as I waited patiently for him to

deeply when I heard his deep

"Come in"

and turned the door knob opening the door halfway, enough to

a file in his hand as his eyes scanned everything that was printed on the

my way towards his desk and stood opposite of him

look up to

at me or at least let me know

I didn't say

but kept his eyes fixated on

He turned the page.

"What is it?"

asked without glancing

and shuffled a

want

wasn't sure how to start or how to talk without making him angry at

kept the file down and looked

gaze cold

have all night,

was deep as he held my

little when

and hearing him say

for a moment and concentrate at the situation

visit my old

and then at him trying

neutral, he didn't say anything but picked the file back up and read

"No."

answer held a finality in

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