The Barter Novel Sierra and Xavier

Sierra’s POV

Weeks have passed.

I am learning to adjust in this place which – was my new home.

Even that word left a bitter taste on my lips.

I won’t lie.

Pack members treat me worse than an omega.

I am more of a slave to them.

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But then, it’s like with time I have gotten used to it.

Refusing or arguining would mean them ganging and beating me up verbally or worse, complaining to Xavier.

And I wasn’t ready to test his dark side.

Not again.

If anything, I was avoiding him since the last 2 weeks after that council meet.

And I was successful.

He had walked past me a few times, I have seen him from distance but he doesn’t acknowledge my presence.

Its like I have gone imaginary to

him.

Not that I mind.

It was better this way.

Safe from those eyes that look at me at nothing except hate and detest.

During this time I have explored this pack.

One of the biggest pack in the world.

I was rather surprised when I found it had 65 hospitals, 92 Schools, 200k pack houses and 1.

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It was huge.

And I haven’t seen even 1 percent of it.

Assigned to only the Royal Castle, I longed to explore other places.

I don’t want to spend my remaining life imprisoned in four walls like in my fathers pack.

I want to explore, meet people and see places.

I also heard there is a hill station, 50 miles from the castle.

I wanted to see snow.

I have only seen it in pictures.

I wonder how those soft puffs feel when we touch them?

And most important of all, I want to fulfil my life purpose.

To heal.

Maybe I could request Xavier to shift me to an animal hospital.

Kitchen isn’t my niche anyways.

The maids are already tired of me burni g something every other day.

I will talk to him soon.

Yes.

I will catch him in a good mood and put forward my request.

If anything, he should be happy only.

He will not have to see my face everyday.

I will live in his pack and we both can live our independent seperate lives.

Finishing with washing the last utensils.

I sigh to look up at the wall clock.

It was late.

An hour passed midnight.

And my shift.

starts at 6 am tomorrow.

My stomach rumbles in protest and I bite my lip to stare at an apple.

We are not allowed to eat anything except our given.

food.

The buffet for maids is between 10-11 pm.

And clearly I have missed it.

Looking back, making sure no one was around.

I pick up the

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apple and chomp on it.

Hurrying up, I clean my lips of its juices to finish it in barely a minute.

She was stealing food.

Yes, but it’s not like anyone saw her.

Plus she at least deserves this for working while day.

Tired, I walk up the stairs to my room in the attic.

I was so tired, I just wanted to crash on the mattress.

Pushing open the door, I step in to only find a piece of paper resting under my foot.

Strange.

A letter?

Could it be from my parents? Mom? Brothers? Excitement fills my insides and I rip open the envelope, but the words that stared back at me, made me freeze.

Dread hits me like anything.

Luck was on your side that day, Princess.

But it wont be every time.

Be prepared.

My fingers holding the paper trembled as I remembered the nickname.

He was the same person who tried to kill me.

No.

How did he reach here-

I feel soneone’s presence behind me and each and every hair on my body rises in fear, goosebumps trail my arms.

No.

Please!

I turn around to find nothing.

My heartbeat drummed in my ears.

Who… who is there?

i stutter approaching the door.

And I was surprised to find no one there.

Clenching the knob, I hurriedly slam the door shut and bolt it.

Pressing my back on the door, I lean down to hug my knees.

Moon goddess, why is this happening? Who is this man? Why does he want to kill me?

If it wasn’t enough, suddenly the light in the room flickers off and a scream leaves my lips.

No.

I can’t let him be successful, he can’t know I am scared.

Pressing my palms into my mouth, I shut my cries.

Minutes pass, nothing happened.

And then through the light entering the room from under the door.

I saw a silhouette.

A man’s silhouette.

He was standing there.

Not moving.

With only a door between us.

None of said anything.

Next I expected him to bang on the door, break it off its hinges.

But he just stood there.

“Who….

Who are you! Why.

.

Why do you want to kill me!”

I scream from inside, done with this fear to get nothing in response.

The brave side of me wanted to face him.

Not cower like this.

But I had to be practical.

He was right, I lived earlier but I won’t be that luckly next time.

Tell me!”

Again nothing.

Trying to control my hiccups I stare down to see the silhouette moving away.

He was leaving?

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I continue to stare at it.

But nothing.

There was no shadow anymore.

Crumbling into a ball in the corner of the room, my eyes don’t even blink as I keep looking at the light from under the door.

Minutes pass.

An hour passed.

Nothing.

No.

I can’t stay here.

I am not safe here.

I have to leave this room.

He can return any time.

Gathering the little courage left in me, I was ready for a run.

Dom’s room is one floor under.

I just have to go down the stairs and take the second left.

I will be safe with him.

I didn’t give two fucks about Xaviers threat.

I have to live.

Swallowing and getting ready.

I open the lock softly and then enter into a blind sprint.

Not looking at anything except the front.

My heart thrashed in my chest.

With every step I felt someone was following but I didn’t had the guts to turn around and see.

Few steps more.

Hold on.

Yes! I am close.

Very close.

Reaching the door, I push open the lock and I was lucky to find it open.

Rushing in, I was so busy looking back that I tripped over the carpet and next I know I was falling forward.

My body slams against a naked packed chest and before another thought.

I wrap my arms around him.

Safe.

I was safe.

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Thank goodness I found you.

Thank goodness.

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His body was warm in complete contrast to my freezing scared one just like that night in the forest.

Tightening my grip on him.

I could finally breathe.

I was alive.

No one harm me.

He won’t cone here.

I don’t remember how long I stayed like that.

Clinging to his torso like my life was dependent on it.

Until I realised his hands were clenched beside him.

He.

.

He wasn’t touching me.

No.

Wait a second.

Dom doesn’t have a tattoo on his forearm.

Not does he have such veiny…

My eyes snap up and my blood crystallizes.

No fuck!

The devil stared down at me with his brows furrowed and I

leave him to move back like I have been electrocuted by a live wire.

“Al- pha?”

Fuck! I am gone.

Even before that killer kills me, I guess my own mate was going to kill me now.

Second door to the right.

Second.

And in hurry, I may have entered the first.

Right into the devils lair.