An Enemy Called Mate

TANIA

Just like I wanted, the guard approached me. He glanced at me and I unleashed the silver blade in the eye pencil.

When he tried to act concerned about me, I stabbed him with the silver blade right in his chest. Luckily, the blade was a poisonous one, so he slumped quickly.

I had to grip his body, in order to put him on the floor silently and not attract the other guard’s attention.

With that, I straightened my dress and walked silently toward the restroom door. As soon as I reached there, I took a peek.

The guards were around the restroom door, and they seemed to be acting normal. While walking back into the restroom, I noticed the red stain on my dress. It must have been from the guard’s body.

I turned on the tap, attempting to clean the blood. Just then, the gushing sound from the tap was interrupted by a clicking sound.

I turned back, with my hair flowing across the nape of my neck. A masked tall man stood before me with a silver dagger clasped in his hand.

I stole a glance at my pencil that was in the dead guard’s chest and returned my gaze to the masked man.

Hastily, I rushed toward the dead body to grip the pencil.

Thud!

The masked man gave a kick to the dead body, causing the body to roll aside.

“Don’t move!” The masked man spoke with a hoarse voice. I froze and he pulled a silver cuff out of his pocket.

He threw the cuff at me, which burnt my skin lightly. He ordered, “Cuff your wrists.”

I was unsure of what to do. First, Nikolas confines me in the darkroom when I’m not needed, and this man here seems like a dangerous person too. If I follow his orders, I might end up in a worse situation.

I bit my lips and took the cuff obediently. As soon as I placed the cuff around my wrist, the masked man shifted his gaze to the door. His gaze momentarily went to the door and then at me.

I seized the opportunity, throwing the cuffs off and delivering a swift kick to his face. He stumbled backward and I rushed towards the door, knowing too well that it was better to be with Nikolas than with a man I’d never met.

As I tried to reach the door knob, it felt like my hair was going to be yanked away from my head. A strong grip yanked it hard and I felt a knee move down my spine, knocking the wind out of me. I gasped in pain and fell to the ground, my body feeling limp.

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I spat, “You filthy pig! Do you know how long it took to get this pretty face?!”

He didn’t respond. Instead, he pushed me into a restroom, while I struggled against his grip because he was too strong.

The pain from the impact of the fall made my struggles useless. He pushed me to the wall, clasped his hand above my lips, and gave me a warning glare.

His gaze snapped to the door, as his breathing hastened. So, I opened my mouth widely, intending to bite his fingers and yell for help.

Just as my canines were above his skin, I heard a loud growl!

“No one is here! Search the other rooms!” A voice growled from outside the stall. It sounded so authoritative, and it didn’t seem like that of Nikolas or his Betas.

What’s going on?

Another voice intervened, “We can’t find the Alpha’s mate. She is nowhere to be found.”

“What do you mean by that?! She didn’t leave this pack! Find her now!” The voice roared and I heard heavy footsteps hurrying out.

A soft footstep followed, and I exhaled, letting out the breath I held in fear.

“Hold on!” The authoritative voice ordered and I snapped, holding my breath again.

“Check the stalls!” The voice ordered and I panicked inwardly. Even the masked man had fear portrayed in his dark visible eyes.

My stomach churned, as I thought that would be the end. Recalling the authoritative voice statement, I picked two and two and knew that some people were searching for me. They were definitely not Nikolas’s men or this pack’s members.

Oh goodness!

I shut my eyes as tears threatened to fall from them. A tear slid down unwillingly and strong arms pulled me closer. I snapped my eyes open and was stunned when I realized that the masked man was embracing me.

I huffed. ‘Trying to seduce me when we are both in trouble, huh?’

Bang!

The stall’s door barged open. My eyes widened in fear at the sight of a muscular man whom I’d never met in this pack.

He glanced around the wall, then at me. He took his gaze away and yelled, “No one is here!”

“Search the other rooms then!” The authoritative voice spoke and the muscular man moved away from the stall.

Footsteps echoed down the restroom, then I heard a loud slam from the door.

I heaved a sigh of relief. They are gone… I think.

I turned to the man before me. His arms were still around me and I snapped, “They are gone!”

He withdrew his gloved hands and moved away. Ignoring him, I strode out of the stall. Suddenly, a grip pulled me, causing me to face the masked man.

“Where do you think you are going?” His tone sounded rash and cold, as only his eyes were visible.

“It will be polite if you keep your hands to yourself and apologize for burning my wrists with these cuffs,” I spoke, with anger evident in my voice.

He ruined my face and my plan. So, yeah, he deserves to know his place.

I expected him to politely move his hands away. Instead, he gripped my waist, and pulled me close, with our bodies pressed against each other.

“You’re not in a position to make demands.” He retorted sharply, as his voice was like ice. “And I won’t apologize to you. Ever.”