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Just as he said, the boss; Alpha Xavier didn't return that day the next day, nor the day after that and we were bonding quite well with each passing day.
It amazed me to see how different Rex was from his brother, Alpha Xavier.
Rex was raised in Atlanta while Xavier was raised in the pack. I concluded that their different growing environments contributed to their stark difference in attitudes.
Putting myself out there to Rex was a move I wanted to calculate very well. I wanted to know if he could help me arrange an escape and it wasn't an easy topic to raise so I wanted to know if he was someone who could sly his brother for a pretty stranger.
"I got you an orange punch and cherry for me." He called from behind.
Setting the orange punch on the table on the patio outside the mansion, I felt nauseous looking at the beverage before me. I wanted to tell him that I hated oranges and ask him how he couldn't remember that I was allergic to them. But I held back, not wanting to spoil the vibe.
"What's wrong?" He asked, noticing the switch in my facial expression.
"I think I've lost my craving for it," I replied, forcing a smile on my face.
"It seems like you're the only one who can rebel against your brother huh?" I started with a smug expression on my face, one that was meant to pull him into a conversation with me.
He replied with a shrug but his facial expression changed, and it was like I reminded him of a sour topic.
"Is everything okay?" My inquisitive side is taking the best of me.
"No, it's nothing." He replied, taking a big sip of the punch.
I could've stopped there but I knew that if I did, I was never going to get answers and might not leave the pretty prison. So I continued, "I guess it's because you're brothers, he can't hurt his blood."
"Xavier has no regard for anyone, be you a relative or closest friend. He is cruel to everyone involved with him." Rex suddenly retorted and I saw the hatred he'd been masking with smiles.
He probably hated Xavier more than I ever could and I was suddenly intrigued. I suddenly wanted to know why he hated his brother so much that it was evident in his voice.
It was no news that Xavier was a ruthless Alpha who wouldn't hesitate to get rid of anyone who stood in his way. But I'd never heard anyone talk about him with such hatred. Every other person who talked about him talked with fear.
"Would you like to share?" I asked, my gaze pinned on his face. Somehow, I wasn't interested in leaving or asking for his help anymore, I just wanted him to tell me the story behind the hatred, the story behind my owner, Xavier's ruthlessness.
He opened his mouth to speak but he paused, his eyes fixed on something behind me, unable to say anything. I figured he must've seen something so I turned to see what it was and turned around to see what it was for myself.
I froze in shock when I saw Alpha Xavier standing behind me with two fully armed guys one on each side. His gaze was pinned on Rex and his expression was stiff. I couldn't read what his thoughts were with the expression he had on.
As the silence grew between the brothers, I slowly excused myself from their presence.
I thought I was safe out of their sight but the moment I shut my room door and turned to the spacious room, the door swung open and a raging Xavier stormed inside my room.
"So it's true that you're just a whore who jumps into the hands of men." He greeted me with a bark.
The veins in his head were threatening to cut his skin open and showcase themselves. I'd never seen anyone's eyes go red when they got angry and it scared me.
"You've been frolicking with my brother all the while I was gone?!" He barked louder, though he asked a question, it didn't sound like a question but it sounded more like a conclusion.
"We didn't do anything-" I tried to speak but my voice came out in a whisper. I didn't have enough time to finish my words as his words cut through them in a louder tone.
"You will never leave this room again except you're going out with me and once we return, you'll make your way back into the room."
"Why?!" I found myself screaming at the nerve-wracking new rule he set.
"Why do you want to lock me up in here like a slave?! What did I do so wrong that's making you treat me in such a manner? Is hanging with your brother so wrong?" The questions came out of my mouth before I could stop them.
He paused at my words, looking at me like I said the most vague thing.
"You don't know Rex, you don't know what he's capable of doing. It's sad to see that he's manipulating you like he did the others." His words threw me into the most confusion I've had in my life.
What did he mean by 'Like the other ones?' Were there other people who were bought and forced to serve the Alpha?
What became of them and why did no one talk about it? Not even Rex. What was going to become of me now?
The questions I asked myself didn't let me know when he walked out of the room. Shutting the door and making me jerk out of my thoughts.
Now I had more puzzles to fix. More questions to find answers to.
How dangerous was Rex? What did he do to the others? I groaned in frustration, slumping into the bed in the large room, I broke into a round of tears.
Just when I thought I was close to breaking free from prison, I went back to the very beginning.