Two days passed that I was just confined here in the room with my hands chained. Every night Divina enters here and opens the curtain for me, also two days without a moon. That’s why every time I keep my eyes outside I can barely see because it’s so dark. In the morning, lunch, and dinner, Divina stays here to feed me and to talk about such things. But she wasn’t really removing my chain, maybe she was also afraid of disobeying Brahms orders.

I leaned my head on the pillow feeling weak. Maybe grandpa and grandma are worried about me because I can't say hello and 'I'm okay' to them anymore. And I'm sure my teacher also went to the house where I was staying. I'm nervous, if I still can't go to school in the next few weeks or in the next few days my grades might drop even more. It's hard to chase for my grades, I'm not smart, I've always just passed the tests but I'm low on recitation and participation. I only have the honor once because I don't attend classes. And I don't want to fail to graduate because all the hard work they did for me during the time they adopted me will be wasted.

I hope they are okay. Please...

I swallowed, I moved my feet as the hem of the dress I was wearing suddenly rose. Suddenly it blew but I didn’t know where that came from. I still struggle to move my feet but I just can’t really adjust my clothes. I was only wearing a white dress, it was only thin so if I made a mistake in moving, my underwears could be seen. The white dress was long, beyond my knees. The sleeves are also long near my palm, I'm not feeling hot because even if there is no air coming in or even if the aircon is not on, the room temperature is still cold.

I stopped moving to hear footsteps from outside. I stared under the door, I could see there a shadow that seemed to stop to feel the surroundings. I licked my drained lips, I haven't adjusted my clothes yet. Soon the door rang, signaling that someone was opening it. I immediately looked up, even though it was very dark around I immediately guessed who that person was, it’s Brahms.

What is he doing here?

He did not leave a word, but closed the door after he stepped into it. He looked around, went straight to the window and closed the curtain. The next thing he did was press the switch causing the light to turn on and light up the whole area, I closed my eyes, it hurt my eyes. What is he doing here?

"Why are you still awake?" Authority prevailed in his voice.

His nontortuous  eyes immediately stayed on me, he scanned me from head to toe. He looked at my leg for a while but he also immediately averted his gaze, I saw the movement of his adams apple. Though I was wondering I was forced not to show my reaction.

"I'm asking," I tilted ny head. Guess he forgot. "Right."

He sighed, he took the book and the ballpen placed on the table next to this bed, he sat down next to me causing that part to sink. He raised his hand to remove the chain, when it was finally removed I adjusted my position. I sat down and secretly touched my hand, it was a bit red, I also stayed here for almost a few days and my hands were numb. I moved it, he handed me the book and ballpen to answer his question.

'I can't sleep,' those are the only words I wrote.

"Why?" I creased my forehead.

Why is he asking? Do I even have to make excuses for not being able to sleep? Anyway, he turned out to be Brahms-- an Alpha.

I didn't answer, but just looked down at my hands. I'd like to ask why he's still not asleep-- I'm not really surprised or curious. Do you know if he has something to do tomorrow, if he is busy or he has a job. Because I have, I have to tell them that I still have a family, that I still have to take care of my studies so I can't stay in this mansion.

"What's bothering you?" I was surprised and just shook and shrugged.

Again, I didn't replied.

I want to say I don’t want it here. I want to say I want to go home, I want to say I still have family to go home to. But I find it harder to say that because I know he won’t allow it. I swallowed and turned to the side, unwilling and unable to meet his eyes. He sighed realizing that I wouldn't really answer his question, he stood up. The door was about to open to get out, but I quickly stood up, I hookish his shoulder, he looked at me.

"What now?"

I wrote to the book and showed it to him.

'Can I go home?'

He raised an eyebrow to me.

"You are now home."

I shook.

'No, I am referring to my real home. I don't want here, I want to go home.'

I backed away when the expression on his face suddenly changed. Suddenly his eyes darkened, his jaw also twitched and his eyebrows moved slightly. Is this what I'm saying, I took all my strength to tell him that but he doesn't really seem to agree. As he said, I already have a mark so this time, he own me now. If I agree to stay here I will neglect my family and my education. Didn't he say it was just a mistake? If it was really a mistake, I wish he could find out why I am. They are not human, and we cannot be together.

"No, you won't go home. This is your home."

I tilted my head again, my eyebrows started to meet. I wrote again and showed it.

'But you said this is just a mistake?'

"Fuck this, luna. That's why you can't leave until I know why you are the one for me."

Impossible, this is impossible.

I knew nothing about mating, and even more so I didn’t know what I really had and why I was said to be his mate. I was still like a creature who knew nothing, a girl who was naive of what this world had.

'What about my studies? My family?

He bit his lower lip, his shoulder started to rise and fall.

"I don't care."

My annoyance and anger welled up in my heart. How could he say he didn’t care about my education and my family? He had no heart, he had no mercy and even more so he lost his senses. How could he say those words to me as if he had no family either? It was as if something was blocking my throat, my vision was blurred because of the tears. In my anger I stared at him wickedly, his eyesight grew darker.

"Don't cry in front of me."

By the time I said those words my tears had just flowed on purpose, he seemed even more angry because of what I had done. I couldn't stop crying. I cried, not because of him. But because he hurt me from what he said. I bit my lip and wiped the tears from my eyes, but the dripping continued. I need to be strong, I need to be brave and I shouldn’t be losing all the time, I shouldn’t be crying all the time.

"I said, don't cry!" He shouted through my face.

He agrestically grabbed my arms. I was hurt by what he did but I tried not to show it to him. His grip on my arm was so tight that it almost lifted my foot off the floor. Honestly, I was hurt, I was even more resentful because of what he was doing. His eyes were fixed on mine, he was very angry and his chest was moving. I bit my lower lip again and I felt the bleeding, I bowed. He suddenly let go of me causing me to fall, I felt pain in my hip and in my butt.

He's hurting me.

I looked up at him in tears, he was there as if he were a wild animal, a ferocious beast and a powerful beast.

"What I will say, that is all you will follow. I won't allow you again to resist and to infringe me again."

The moment he said that, I am slowly losing hope of running away from this beast.

He suddenly knelt in front of me, he bent close to my face. I don't see any pity in his eyes, I don't see any remorse in his eyes. I can only guess one thing, he is so compelling.

"I do not like you," the corner of his lips lifted. "I just can't do anything, I can't even reject you."