Klara's POV
I turned my back on them and walked towards the direction Jake and I passed by a moment ago.
I walked a few paces and stopped, tilting my neck, I stared at Jake. "Honey, send me breakfast, if not, you would see your precious mate's corpse lying on the cold floor." His body shivered at my words, he struggled to control the wave of fierce emotions he felt.
"That girl is quite disrespectful, no one has ever talked to Jake in such a rude manner before." Jake's mother muttered, like though in a trance and unable to accept reality.
A thrill washed over me. Causing trouble the moment I stepped into a any place has always been my forte.
I chuckled and waved my arm at them, 'I'm gonna leave here the moment I finish getting something to eat. Or I'm gonna die of starvation.
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Jake watched me as I spooned the food, my expression showed immense satisfaction.
"Alpha Jake, Right?" I raised my eyebrows in query, I didn't want to sound disrespectful, I want to be sure that he is okay with it.
Duh! Like I care…
I behave rashly only to people who are rude to me, or people who think they can control me in one way or the other. I've never been the kind to follow like a docile little girl. I've never been anyone's puppet.
Jake cleared his throat, "You can call me by my name, Jake, a nickname will sound good too." This man has been wearing a cold expression for quite a long time, seeing him act cautiously made me wonder in intrigue.
"You've been calling me your mate for a while and acting like a man in love… don't tell me you believe in love at first sight?" I asked. His murky red eyes stared into mine without looking away, it was like he was afraid I'd disappear the next moment.
Seriously, I'm enjoying every bit of this.
'Why do I feel like I'm trapped?' This feeling has never left the moment I entered this room.
"I've never believed in such pathetic tales." His voice changed from gentle to fierce, including his gaze.
"Hmm. Well I'm just asking, why are you agitated?" I sipped the chicken soup, my eyes maintaining the same level of contact.
"You are my mate Klara. You are the woman the cursed Selene gifted to me. So I must cherish you. Or I might disappoint that pathetic goddess." As he spoke, I stared at him, I felt a menacing aura and I'm certain it was the aura Jake exudes.
"Sorry, I'm not a thing that can be gifted," Still staring into his desperate eyes, I added, "Your thinking circuit is quite strange." I stared at Jake weirdly.
"Are you full?" He handed me a water goblet, changing the topic outrightly.
I think this pack is quite wealthy, the plates, spoon and cups I've seen all through today were either made of silver or gold.
Since that sophisticated woman is the Luna of this pack, I guess she must've been making unnecessary expenditures to fit the taste of a high class woman. I know people like her.
The rugs, table wares, cushions, including mystical artifacts which I saw accidentally in the hallway and nearly everything in this mansion looks sophisticated. And as a wealthy woman in my past life, I'm certain that what I've seen here are all high end products. This pack must be filthy rich.
I've been in this world for nearly a week and two days, but there is something I've noticed. Regardless of how wealthy one can be, there would always be poor ones, always working their asses off to make ends meet. While the rich ones keep making and squandering more money lavishly.
That Clarissa girl I met earlier, from what that judging bitch of a mother mentioned, she must be the daughter of a neighboring pack. Everything on her body screams Nouveau Riche.
I shook my head in displeasure, rolling my eyes at my stupidity. Like?, why am I even stressing my brains from what I'll earn nothing from?
Acting all sophisticated, Sooner or later this pack will run short on funds if not managed properly.
"What are you thinking about? Is something the matter?" Jake leaned downward, wearing a worried expression.
"What??" I glared at him, quite pisses for no reason in particular.
I like being a bit unreasonable, kick my ass if you can.
"Your expressions have been interchanging for quite a while now."
"With your stony expression, why don't I believe you're always this gentle?" I stood up from the little dining table made for two in the center and sat on one of the black and white cushions in the big room.
I folded my legs, which made me look like a female mafia. With a smirk plastered on my lips.
Jake lifted his brows, suddenly a deep chuckled left his throat, his aura changed from gentle to mocking.
"I'm surprised you figured it out." His eyebrows were carved like an Adonis from a dark fairy tale.
"Wow, quite unexpected? Tell me your aim?" My expression never changed from the moment his aura changed.
Jake walked towards me and gripped my neck, his mobility and speed were fast.
I choked on my next words.
"Aren't afraid that I'd get rid of you for finding out the truth?" He leaned down and licked my throat.
"I swear I will bite off your tongue if you lick me in such a disgusting manner once again." My eyes were fierce and my emotions dead. I don't think death could scare me again. I've already died once, nothing to lose or gain.
An evil laughter erupted from his throat, his expression looked like a demon let out from hell. Black blood vessels appeared on his neck as he laughed, it then spread towards his arms, his eyes partially changed to black, with black claws coming out of his finger tips. Jake's hold on my neck tightened.
Surprisingly, I didn't struggle, I closed my eyes as I choked, waiting for death.