Mated to the Alpha Knight novel Chapter 4

My birthday was less than eventful -the way I liked it- as my father was busy doing work for the Alpha, my mother unexpectedly having a shift at the hospital, Ostana was stuck with the Alpha on official pack business as her mind now only consisted of her mate Laker Foreseen, and Emrys' seemed to be out of the house since late last night. A part of me oddly wished he was here.

Ostana and Laker disappeared together until today when she showed up at my house, an hour before she had to met with her father and our Alpha to shower and change -as she always had a change of clothes here- and her appearance said more than her babbling words; on the brightside, she bought me a slice of tiramisu and a small gift.

Credits to The Office rolled on my laptop as I sat up in bed, in front of me laid poetry as the wind blew harshly against the house; clicking on 'play' only to be welcomed by the next episode of The Office, I heard something downstairs fall and break.

Did I want to be a part of a horror movie cliche? Nope.

Wide-eyed I glanced toward my closed bedroom. "Fuck no," Bringing the lilac covers up to my chin, sliding the poetry onto the floor, and bringing the great Michael Scott closer to me. "I am not dying today Satan,"

Chills danced upon my body as a familiar but transparent scent caught my nose, hair prickled up on the back of my neck, and as another crash sounded, I jumped. My heartbeat picking up, racing aginst my now shallow breaths.

Okay, I thought to myself, I don't want to die, but I also don't want whoever is down there to get me...

Peering around my room, I spotted my window. "Thank you Goddess above, thank you," I muttered as I leapt out of bed, clad in my shorts and thick sweater, my braided blonde hair laid over my shoulder as my fingers unlocked my window and slid the glass up enough so that my body could easily climb out; the bark of the branch was wet and harsh as a fog settled over our town.

In small white puffs came my breath.

Both legs and arms hugged the branch, my heart raced as cold sweat coated my palms, and looking down onto my empty backyard, I prayed to the Goddess above that I could somehow turn into a possum and climb to safety.

If I wasn't scared for my life right now, I'd probably laugh about how I looked like some spider-monkey.

You got this Celeste, just breath. In and out, in and out, in an- what the hell is on my leg? Taking a deep breath as I felt little legs scitter across my skin. Don't freak out, don't freak-

Too damn late.

A scream escaped my lips as I pushed the critter off my leg, only to fall in the process and land on the wet, dark grass below me with a 'thump', my ass already bruising and a headache started to form in my head. Stupid bug.

"Celeste?" The familiar voice sounded like velvet, warmth kissing my toes. I rubbed my face before shaking off both the pain and odd feeling that came across my body.

"Out here,"