3

Oceane

I open one eye followed by the other before stretching. This bed is the most comfortable in the world. I run a hand through my hair and fix it. When I realize that I am in an unfamiliar room my body freezes. The events of the day before come back to me and I stay staring at the room. It was not a dream.

The room is huge, making 4 times my room...my old room. 2 doors are on my left, on my right is a balcony with a nice view of the forest that I see from here. I get out of bed and open a door; a large bathroom and then the other door which is a dressing room. This is our room? Why is the dressing room empty? Where are his things?

I find my bag in the dressing room and put on clean clothes. As I leave the room, I stand amazed in front of the hallway. On the walls hang paintings illuminated by lights just above. The floor is white marble, which gives a spacious effect. I feel like I'm in a big luxury hotel. I walk down the hallway and eventually come to some stairs. I hesitate to go down. Who knows what awaits me there?

I slowly descend the stairs dreading the end. Several people are in the large living room in front of me. Feel my presence, all eyes turn to me. Embarrassed, I look around the room. What am I supposed to do? Should I say hello?

When my eyes meet my soulmate's, I'm relieved. At least one person I've seen before. Everyone is staring at me so intently that I can't think of anything else to do but lower my head. I hate being the center of attention.

- Go upstairs, he orders me.

- What? I whispered surprised.

- Get on. In. High.

My eyes don't leave him for a second. I forget the world around us and answer him:

- No.

He laughs nervously and comes up to me in less than a second. He grabs my arm and drags me up the stairs. I almost have to run to avoid falling, in the corridor he squeezes my arm so hard that I can't say a word. Once the room is open he throws me on the floor and closes the door behind him. I look at my reddened arm and stare at the door. Tears threaten to flow, I bite my lip and tighten my collar.

It's all good, it's nothing. I shouldn't have come down. Despite everything, I feel the tears running down my cheeks when I realize what kind of man I have to do. I get up and sit on the bed.

Several minutes pass maybe even hours, I cannot tell. Still sitting on the bed, I stare at the wall in front of me. When someone knocks on the door. I turn my head and watch the door open dreading the person. A man takes a tray in his hand, he puts it on the bedside table and says to me:

- You must be hungry. Eating will do you good.

I recognize it, it is one of betas of Alpha. Not knowing how to react, I just thank him without moving. He sits next to me and introduces himself:

- Jason, I'm his beta.

I turn my head and look at his outstretched hand, which I ignore. I don't know if he's like his Alpha, he doesn't look like it. Unlike the Alpha his gaze is softer. He laughs nervously and runs his hand through his hair. I take this opportunity to revamp it, it's not bad. He has black hair with dark gray eyes, a square jaw and a muscular body. He must make some girls crack. Out of politeness I sigh and tell him my name.

- Oceane.

I don't need to say more. He knows I'm his Alpha's soulmate and that's all that matters. He smiled at me before saying:

- In perfect harmony with your eyes.

- Yes, I affirmed smiling a little.

A few seconds later, he gets up and heads for the door.

- I let you eat.

He goes out. I wait a few seconds and throw myself on the plate which I devour in a few minutes. It's true that I was hungry. I'm grateful for the set. I admit that he looks nice but if there is one thing that life has taught me is never to trust appearances.

I sit on the balcony for a bit and contemplate the forest. I want to get out of this room but I'm afraid of the Alpha's reaction. Why did he react like this? I didn't do anything, and he was the one who wanted to bring me here. I sigh realizing that I don't even know his name.

I look at my arm which has a blue color now. He could have brought me some ice cream at least.

I hear the door open and I walk into the bedroom. Expecting to see Jason, I freeze when I see the Alpha. He wears a white t-shirt which contrasts with his black gaze. It doesn't say anything good.

- Never again will you disobey me in front of anyone!

I frown waiting for the sequel. Who does he think he is?

- I'm not a patient person so don't get on my nerves.

He was about to leave when I stopped him:

- Waits!

He turns and looks at me.

- I didn't want to come here and you don't want me either. I explained calmly, we can live together without arguing. We are mature enough for that. You stay on your side and I stay on mine. Without violence. I added.

Proud of my little speech, I wait impatiently for him to answer. He stares thoughtfully at the ground before raising his head and saying to me:

- This is your room, you can walk around the house, if you want, but you don't go out under any circumstances. If you don't hang around my paws and disobey me, this could do it.

I look at him speechless. He's not serious though? I sit on the end of the bed under his gaze.

- I am not an object.

- It's just like.

- Pardon?

- Listen, you're here to make me more powerful, that's all. He explains to me as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

A silence settles between us. I want to scream at him to fuck off but something is stopping me. This man is not normal! He just compared me to an object! And on top of that he locks me in this house?

- At least let me go out into the forest.

- No, you could run away.

- I don't even know where we are! I shouted annoyed.

He arrives in front of me and squeezes my throat with his hand, forcing me to lie on my back. Being above me, he threatens me without taking his eyes off me:

- If you raise your voice with me again, you'll be begging me to kill you.

He releases me and walks out, slamming the door. I sit back down and cough several times before calming down. I can't cry anymore. Why am I here? Why him? I hate this life! And I hate him!

I swallow back my sobs and look for my drawing caret in my bag. I look at my black pencils before choosing the 8B. Its darkness corresponds perfectly to my feelings. I sit on the floor in the dressing room and start drawing. My hand goes on alone, my mind being somewhere else. I don't even look at what I'm drawing, all that matters is to feel the pencil on the paper.

Drawing is my only way to express myself. It calms me down. Who does he think he is? He may be an Alpha but I'm human, I live too. It is because of men like him that this world is without scruple.

In the evening, I decide to get out of this room. I walk around this huge villa, contemplating the wonderful decor. I was surprised to find that there is a gym and a games room. My hand brushes the billiard balls reminding me of the reception house. I was not allowed to touch them, Nora thought I would dirty them. I sigh remembering all his insults to me. She's the one who's dirty, not me.

The only silver lining is that I got rid of her and the other people in town. It's good to be away from them, not to hear people whispering when they see me. But is it enough to stay locked up in this house?

I jump when I hear a voice behind me, but don't look back:

- You want to play?