Chapter 8: Chapter 8

I stand still, awestruck with what I am seeing. The room is spacious. Correction, the house is so big that an elephant could leave here and still have enough space to move. The furniture is screams class and elegance. To top it all of, the house doesn’t look like it lacks anything. It’s not like the castle, this one is modern, not castle like but huge and has a pool…

Okay, my explanation sucks but thankfully, my wolf hasn’t spoken a word since. That’s a good thing. I think I like acting all cherry and talking to myself in my head. It really does a lot to my wolf, especially stopping her from talking.

When I uttered the words that I would like to live with him, I didn’t mean it and he knows it. I feel like his eyes were just compelling me to say things…

“Are you a vampire? Like the god of vampires, if there is any?”

His back is to me as he focuses his attention on my bags and drops them on the ground. Well, there are a lot of bags.

I am standing close to the kitchen counter that is attached to a small living room. He dropped me here when I said those words. He literally threw me on his shoulders and then the rest was a blur. Somehow, we appeared in front of this house. It’s bizarre but I think that he ran all this way. I wonder how he carried me and those bags… oh, he’s a god. I totally forgot.

“What?” He doesn’t turn to me when he says this. His back is still to me.

“You know that I don’t want to be here right and normally you would have been having a knife in your heart because you took me out of there without my will.”

His body doesn’t tense up like I expect but he turns to me and smiles. “You didn’t come here unwillingly. I asked you a question and you replied fairly.”

I narrow my eyes at his little speech. “No, you did something to me. What makes you think that I can’t walk out of this place right now.”

He shrugs. Does this not bother him at all?

“You have the ability to do so. Just don’t get lost in the woods.”

I try to understand what he is saying. Lost in the woods? I scoff. Why would I-

It is when I step outside that shock fills me and leaves me like a cowering rabbit. The damn man! That slimy nitwit. We are surrounded by a forest, a very large one.

I march back into the room with zero idea of what I am about to do next but when I see him bent over in the living room, trying to gather my bags in his hands and move them upstairs, to his room… my mouth begins to speak without my head thinking.

“How is it possible that we are in the middle of nowhere.” Okay, my head is thinking too.

“We are not in the middle of nowhere. We are in my house.” He stands to his feet with his arms filled with several bags, making him look huge. “And it would be great if you helped me with these bags. You seem to have a lot of gears here.”

“I didn’t bag my things. I don’t even know what might be in those bags.” My mind starts putting together a list of things that could be in there or is it just my wolf. “Aren’t you a god? You’re supposed to do this in a blink of an eye. At least that’s the power I imagined you to have.”

He walks into the long hallways and enters a room, possibly my new bedroom. The lack of clothes in it makes me know that this is not where he stays. A ping of sadness strikes my heart and at the same time, I am surprised that he actually considered that I would like my own room. Not that he considered that I would like to stay here in the first place.

“You won’t let this go, will you?” His statement is not much of a question as he turns to me after he has safely dropped the bags where he deems fit… on the bed.

“A sane person wouldn’t drop this and I so happen to be that person.” I find a seat to place my bottom and his eyes follow me. “Now tell me, what are you the god of?”

“That will be for another day.” He averts his eyes and takes slow steps towards the door. “Have some rest, it’s almost dusk.”

He walks out without another word and my lips that are partly open like I am about to speak, closes shut immediately. With a sigh, I stand to my feet and dedicate my time in arranging my things, though I find out that some things here are not mine. Correction, ninety percent of the things here aren’t mine. That’s not even what annoys me.

Half of my trousers and loose tops aren’t here. Damn, there are only two of each that’s present now and there are gowns, a lot of them. They are short and revealing.

Lingerie! There are a lot of freaking lingerie in here and the underwear are so classy and too revealing. In general, everything I have ever had in my whole life have been changed to fit a model and it’s all my aunt’s doing. I can almost imagine her grinning at me right now.

What am I going to do with these? I think of wearing the clothes I have on me forever but that would be absurd. I would still have to put on one of these things. Oh, how I feel like crushing my aunt’s skull right now but then, I’d have to face the wrath of my uncle and that wouldn’t be great.

I find out that the room has a large opening for putting clothes. It’s not like a walk-in closet, there are shelves-like structures but unlike normal shelves their spaces are much wider and I assume that’s where clothes go in.

When I am done with everything it is already night. I glare down at the nightgown before me. It almost seem like its short length and thin material is mocking me.

With an aloof expression, I walk out of the door and head to the kitchen to smuggle out some food but as the sweet scent of food itself finds its way into my nose, I catch sight of Nathan and food…

“I was about to call you down for dinner.” He doesn’t have to look up at me to know that I am here. Instead of acknowledging what he said, I ask him one of the many questions in my head.

“Why did you bring me here?”

He drops two plates of food on the counter and sits on one of the stool beside it, pushing a bowl to my direction.

“Eat.”

The green vegetable stares at me as I sit down. “What is this?”

“Broccoli and some leaves I pulled out of the forest.”

I look up at him in shock and he speaks quickly, trying to calm me down.

“Don’t worry. They are safe to eat and digest.” He puts a spoon containing the vegetables in his mouth, his eyes still on me. “I am only trying out something new.”

I nod at this and also take a spoon out of the bowl. It actually tastes nice.

“So you are pleased to answer the question about the food but you won’t answer the question I ask about you, your godlyship.” If there is anything like that.

He frowns in confusion. “What godlyship?”

“Stop playing dumb with me, Nathan and tell me what I need to know. If you won’t tell me what kind of god you are, at least tell me why I am here.” I glare at him, hoping that the daggers in my eyes will cut him into two.

“Your uncle thought it was best for you to stay with me.”

It’s my turn to frown. “What? Why would he think that?”

Nathan shrugs. “I don’t know much about that but I was in his territory and I had to follow his orders.”

I think my glare is able to kill a dragon now but he is a god… that’s more than a dragon right?

“So you wouldn’t have taken me if my uncle didn’t order you?” I try to see meaning in his words. “Are you suppose to even answer to him, I mean you’re a god.”

He sips on the glass of water in front of him and I look into his bowl. It’s empty. That fast?

“I think that it’s time you go to bed, Isabella.” He stands to his feet and discards his plate. Sorry, I mean, he washes his bowl. Are gods supposed to do that?

“Stop analyzing me, Isabella.”

I didn’t notice how his body tenses up until he speaks and my eyes narrows. “Why won’t you tell me about this god stuff.”

“Because that’s what it is, god stuff.”

“Don’t you think that I deserve to know.” I counter back.

He turns to me, his eyes ablaze. “Now is not the right time for you to know.”

“Then when will that be.” I demand. “If you don’t want to tell me just say it!”

He sighs out after my statement. “I don’t want to tell you, Isabella. Have a great night.”

And just like that, he walks around the counter and leaves me staring speechlessly at my food. “That bastard!”

I stand to my feet and leave the food behind. I hope when he sees it, it will jump on his face.

Walking to the room I am now staying, I begin to wonder why I am still here. I can run to the woods and try to find civilization but maybe that’s what this is about. Maybe it’s a game to see how long I will last here, how long it will take for me to bend to their ways.

Perhaps a bet was placed on my head, that should be it. I will show them that I can’t just bend to their will. I doubt that he is the only one involved in this and they also wanted me to know who he is… a god.

So when I step into my new room, I smirk down at the nightgown in front of me. My aunt might have known, that’s why she packed all these things for me. She knew what I was supposed to do, what I am supposed to do.

If I want to find out anything from my so called mate, I will have to seduce him, I will have to make him fall in love with me and when I do that, I won’t spare the bastard.

My wolf makes her disagreement known immediately. ‘I don’t think that it’s a good idea but oh well, I have been waiting for you to get yourself killed for a long time now.’

I don’t have to do anything for her to go back to silent. It’s confusing how she couldn’t shut up before and now she’s almost quiet all the time.

I put on the nightgown and decide to stay in my bed today. I need to take things slow and steady if this is going to work. Been too upfront will gain suspicion and who knows if the god’s are watching me right now.

I need to be extra careful if I want to get out of here. I need to be very sly.