Lavender’s POV


    No matter how much i tried to befortable, my body just couldn’t rx. Even on the softest bed, I couldn’t shake off the feeling of restlessness. It’s something about the human body never being rxed when you’re in a terrible situation. That’s exactly how I feel at the moment. I had to lie on a bed during the night, but it always felt like I was lying on wood with no foam.


    The temperature would mostly shift from cold to hot, and then cold again. It was exhausting turning and huffing now and then. My mind was not at ease with my situation, and my dreams ryed it very well to me. Early the next morning, I heard the door open, and just as I was about to open my eyes, I heard Alpha Toot’s voice. “I got you some gifts”.


    I rubbed my eyes as I sat up to see the maids and guards walk into the room with boxes in hand. They kept trooping in and out of the room. This instantly reminded me of Caramel. He showered me with gifts every day, without fail. I had no idea if that was what Alpha Toot wanted to do so I could forget Caramel, but he wasrgely mistaken because just giving me gifts does not change the fact that I was a prisoner in this mansion.


    He was not going to win me over with gifts. Maybe if he was a good person, I would have considered it, but this was Alpha Toot. When the gifts stoppeding into the room, he turned to me with a smile. “Can you see that I’m not that bad and inconsiderate? I want you to know that I love you and I’m trying to be a good dad. Can you try to see me that way and be a good daughter to me?” he asked, and I had no words for him. If he pushed his luck, he was going to get something he never anticipated.


    I did not care about his gifts, and I do not even want to know what was inside those boxes. Just from the look of it, I knew that they were designer brands, but what were designer brands when I was a prisoner? If this was a loving home, why then could I not go out? Not even outside the building. He was visibly upset with my nonchnce, and I refused to answer his question.


    He turned around, and while he headed for the door he spoke, “Get dressed, and get to the dining table for breakfast,” he said, and the moment he stepped out of the room, another set of maids walked into the room. I did not need them to speak, as I already knew the drill. One of the maids prepared the water, and I took my bath. That was the only time I could do what I wanted.


    When it came to what I wore or how I did my hair, the maids were the ones to do as they were instructed. Again I was put in a big heavy dress. As soon as I got up, it felt like the gown was in control, not me.


    Even though the maids saw this, they did not even try to help me change. Instead, they told me I needed to be at the dining table in five minutes so they wouldn’t be punished. The most thing I have heard in this mansion is punishment, and fear. This mansion was too gloomy, and it was affecting my mood. I hated being filled with fear. Back in the Shadow pack, I was more of myself.


    I sighed as I took a seat in my designated seat. Grey was not at the dining table, and I wondered why. Again, I was not asked what I wanted from the numerous dishes that were before me. I was served what my so-called father wanted me to. While I ate, I could not stop looking out the window.


    There was a garden just outside, and the flowers were well trimmed. The beauty of these flowers was not what made me look through the window. It was thest gate that was distances away from the garden I was looking at. That was the gate I needed to go through to get out of this ce.


    I wanted to get to it really fast. My mind went to running off, and jumping out of the window to get there, but then I remembered what I was made to wear. This gown was not good enough for me to even walk. It will be a very terrible idea to even try running and then jumping.


    I was totally gonna hurt myself if I did that. I was barely eating my food, and mostly just stabbing it with the fork I held. I was trying to think of ways to get to that gate, but most of my ideas seemed not to be feasible. I was so engrossed in my thoughts and my ns that I had not realized that Alpha Toot had noticed what I was doing.


    It was only when he spoke did I realize. “You should not bother about leaving the building because it would not work,” he said, and then his eyesnded on the Restrictor over my arm, and the sleeve of the dress. The Restrictor always had a way to stay over any dress I wore that had sleeves. It was advanced technology, and I would have been excited by it if it was not being used on me.


    “Now, concentrate on your food,” he said, and I did just that after a sigh. In minutes, I was back in my room, pacing from one point to the other as I bit my thumbnail lightly. I needed a way to get out of this ce. If only I could just confirm that I could leave even with the Restrictor on, but then how would I be able to test it?


    “Alpha Toot does not need disturbances. The meeting has begun.” I heard one of the guards say as he walked past my room. An instant smile came to my face. This was my cue. Since he would be busy, he would not be able to watch me, and the guards would be busy, too. Perfect. I muttered.


    I tiptoed to the door and slowly opened the door, peeking out of it, slightly open. The corridor was empty, so this was my chance. I left the room and quietly shut the door behind me. Once that was done, I left for the main door. That had to be the only ce I could go through. Surprisingly, there were just a couple of maids and guards hanging around, not what I expected. It was hard dodging each and everyone of them.


    I almost got caught, and I knew it had almost happened. My attempt would have been in vain. When I got to the stairs that would lead me to the door, I darted my eyes around to confirm, and it was safe. I looked down at my dress and sighed. I wished I could change to something more flexible, but there was nothing of that sort in the wardrobe, so I had to go with this.Belongs to ? n0velDrama.Org.


    I rushed forward, down the stairs, and towards the door. The light I sawing from the sun felt like a ray of hope to me, and I was getting to it. I was just about to go through the door when all of a sudden, the sirens started ring and the door mmed shut, nearly hitting me in the face.