I close my eyes to embrace the punishment for that crime I never did, the punishment of losing myself in the abyss of death.
Suddenly, a quick, resonant boom and an inconspicuous rustle catch my attention, as if someone hit their target, throwing sharp arrows.
When I open my eyes, get a surprise instantly that is really a blessing and a pleasant thing for me.
Someone has stopped the executors from igniting the furnace, but who can dare to mess with their Alpha.
The whole environment changes in a moment. Everyone becomes shocked as their festival gets hindered.
I look at Nathaniel, who's on the verge of explosion. It seems like he can see the owner of the mess, but all he does is walk near me with a stick of flame which means he is determined to kill me, and no one dares to protect me this time.
He walks near me with the flame and ignites the furnace without wasting a moment.
But before the flame even touches my feet, a big werewolf comes from nowhere and snatches me away from the mess. This is so sudden that I can't even realize when I run past them.
The werewolf is running swiftly with me in its embrace. I let out a sigh of relief and take a close look at it. There is no visible anger but affection in those eyes. It's not like the werewolves I met till now. It's different.
Finally, after all the tortures and humiliation, I am in peace, but who knows its intention? What if it's going to treat me more severely than them?
What if it's saved me from them to eat me? The happiness that's risen in my heart a while ago is gone now.
Oh, I'm so tired of these creepy thoughts and can't handle this pressure anymore. I should let go of my overthinking first if I want to survive.
Let's enjoy the moment, Alexandra. Someone's saved me and instead of getting happy and grateful I'm thinking about its intention! I'm flying for the first time ever. I should enjoy the moment.
Leaving the fear behind, I spread my hands. The werewolf keeps running through the jungle at an excessive speed.
As I spread my hand, it holds me tightly so that I don't fall down.
"Oh, thank you so much," I exclaim in joy and turn my face to it and then again to the front. We're passing the forest, hills, and landscapes like they are miniatures.
"You are so amazing! I am enjoying it so much!"
"Then enjoy, honey." "Oh, a she wolf!" As the creature produces a female voice, it makes me a little surprised.
"You are a woman?"
"Yes, honey."
"Oh, wow!"
After reaching her destination, she stops running and kneels in front of a vast palace. Finally, she lets go of me, and I stand beside her.
Seeing our presence, some women, children, and wolves gather and bow in front of her. "Welcome home, your Highness."
A few minutes later, the she-wolf turns into a beautiful evergreen lady.
"Oh my goodness!" I mumble, enchanted by her beauty.
"Welcome, my guest," she commands. All of them greet me, and I do the same. Turning to her, I smile. "Thank you so much for saving me."
"No, it's my duty to save my future." Her sentence has confused me. She touches the wounds on my face and neck one by one. Her sweet face turns bitter in time.
"Take her and provide her proper care. First, treat her wounds." As she commands, some women walk near me and lead me to the palace.
I exchange a glance at her as she assures me so I follow them silently.
The interior of the palace is captivating with lavish decor. The touch of Gothic and Victorian style brings an artistic vibe to it.
I ascend the stairs, following them to the upper floor.
They bring me to a majestic room, which I never afford to imagine living in my dreams. The comfort of the bed is calling me to touch it. I am really in need of sleeping.
"Do you like this place, Miss Alexandra?" As one of them says, I shake my head.
"Splendid! By the way, you can call me Alexandra."
"Oh, sweetie. This is Clara Aniston." She is a nice and well-mannered woman indeed. I don't think her can be more than forty.
"Alexandra, after taking a bath, rest for a while," Miss Clara says. Another woman places some clothes for me on the corner of the bed and shows me the washroom.
When they leave, I enter the washroom and complete my shower. Having my shower completed, I enter the room and the comfort of the bed is calling me silently to embrace myself so not wasting a second, I lie down the bed.
"Everything is like a dream!" I mumble while staring at the ceiling.
A girl enters the room with Miss Clara behind her. She has curly and red hair with prominent dark brown eyes.
As I try to sit, Miss Clara stops me. "Stay ridden, Alexandra. Amanda is here for your treatment." I spare them a smile.
The girl Amanda starts checking my wounds and then preparing medicine using some herbs, gently applying it to my face and neck area.
"Are you okay with it? It will ache a little." "No problem." As I say, she smiles at me.
A girl named Rosalie enters the room with foods and water. My eyes light up seeing water as my throat is already dry of thirst. I drink water to my heart's content and take my food.
"Meet Rosalie; she will take care of you from now on. If you need anything else, don't hesitate to ask me, dear." Miss Clara pats my head affectionately as if I am a little pup.
"Thank you so much." "Mention not, dear." They leave me alone in the room so that I can have a proper nap.
As I lie on the bed, the horrific events start bothering me. What would happen if she didn't help me?
I close my eyes tight. What's really going on? Somehow I know it's a dream, but why can't I get up?
Why isn't my dream breaking? I should take a nap in my dream; what if that brings me to my real world? Gosh, it's so breathtaking journey.
"Oh no! Why am I seeing him?"