The pack house was enormously large and radiant.
Each corner of the walls were beautifully carved and well designed.
Its white paint gave it a dashing look.
There was no doubt it had numerous rooms.
The interior of the house is focused around a large hallway possessing about ten rooms that are adjacent to one another.
The hallway is located at the western part of the room.
At the east of the hall way; there was another room just right above the end of an elevated stair.
The door of that particular room was locked from the outside, as it inhabited a guest in its massive belly.
Her eyes fluttered open to behold the dashing sun that escaped into the room from the window. She shut her eyes thereafter imagining some images in her minds eye.
*Click*
Herself in her wedding dress, walking along the aisle with booming smiles.
Chris was just at the end of the aisle anxiously awaiting her. She sure his legs shivering in expectation.
He could not wait to hold hands with her, and probably kiss her.
His blushing cheeks had got her giggling often.
He winked an eye at her and snapped his finger quickly.
She would have loved to hasten her pace, but the bridesmaid beside her never made that happen.
She was left with only two steps to take but got prevented from it by a masked man, who got into a physical combat with her.
As Jasmine fought against these fellow that disrupted her wedding, her claws were released in public causing everyone to exclaim in shock.
She was snapped out of her thought by a hand that patted her to wake.
Her adorable eyes squinted in the shadow that covered her eyes.
"OMG! She is awake" The lady in front of her exclaimed.
She was a tall, chubby and had a husky voice.
Her hair was cut into bob hairstyle, it was red. She wore a smile that looked as though it was practiced all along.
Jasmine tried to sit up on her own, but was assisted by the she kept staring at.
"Who are you?" She finally decided to ask.
"Oh! Where are my manners? Forgive my ill-mannered behavior" she apologized first.
"My name is Emilia, and I am your ward" she introduced herself.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Jasmine asked her. She was referring to the part where she stated ward.
Emilia coughed insincerely and kept shut because she did not know what to say.
"And where is that freak!" Jasmine yelled.
"Freak! Oh! Do you mean alpha Derrick? His in his Chambers" Emilia replied.
"Take me to him" Jasmine ordered.
"Of course! Just after you have taken your shower, and you are all dressed" Emilia stated the condition before pulling her out of bed.
Jasmine made a scream as she was being pulled to the washroom and allowed to take off her clothes.
"I can bathe myself, I do not need assistance" she complained before the pool in the tub, but was clearly talking to Emilia. "I am not a baby" she added her complaint.
"It's not about being a child now, but it is royal treatment. Now get in the tub!" Emilia ordered while Jasmine resisted.
"I see that you are the stubborn
She was lifted into the tub that had soapy dispersal in them. The soapy water produced a great mountain of bubbles of water all over her.
Jasmine's hair was rolled into a doughnut, while Emilia began washing her neck with a bristle.
Jasmine groaned while she sat idle while Emilia washed on.
"I will scratch the life out of that punk when I see him" her mind made that comment while her body laid stiff in
the pool.
"You may now come out my lady" Emilia beckoned on her.
"Please call me Jasmine" she preferred.
"Alpha Derrick would not accept that from me" she confessed.
"Who does he think he is anyway?"
"I see you have issues with the alpha?" Her ward made the guess while she observed as Jasmine scoffed.
"Tell me about it?" Emilia wished to know.
While her skin was being exfoliated, two other women walked into the room to assist Emilia. They were with royal robes of purple and green, and expensive jewelries of gold and diamond.
Each dress had a touch of golden
They made a bow before Jasmine and went on to place the robes on her bed.
A moisturizing lotion was used on her clean, and another went on in making her hair.
Jasmine felt bored with all these treatments, the only thing she thought of; was what Chris was going through at the moment?
***
Tyler walked p to Chris with two cups of coffee, and handed one over to him.
They were seated at an open café.
"So what you are telling me is that, werewolves we watch on TV are real?" Tyler questioned while taking his seat.
Chris whispered a "yes" as he sobbed. He sipped the coffee numerous times to conceal his pain on the innocent cup.
"Unbelievable!" Tyler made the comment.
"Keep it low" Chris beckoned with the warning.
"Oh sorry about that" Tyler apologized.
"Promise me one thing? That we will do this alone okay?" Chris desired the favor.
"Of course friend, it would be between us alone" Tyler vowed to keep it a secret.
"So when do we begin our search?".
"We start our journey early tomorrow. We are going to Singapore".
"Singapore? How certain are you that she would be there?".
"Her earrings have tracker on them".
"Alright, I will see you tomorrow then?" Tyler seemed to be taking his leave by that statement, the night was cold, and he had no cardigan on.
"Goodnight Tyler" Chris made the statement first.
"I can spend the night with you if it suits you, it would make it easier for us to leave together" Tyler offered the suggestion.
Chris tallied with his brilliant idea. He, however, wasn't still satisfied with the state he was in. He was suddenly craving beer because he believed it would conceal the pain in him.
Tyler could not stop him even though he tried. Chris was used to alcohols anytime he was bored. This was what made him feel better.
Tyler did not stop him until he started making slurred speech to explain his pain.