We walked towards the main building and we entered the waiting room. It was still extravagantly big as before. Didnt surprise since I know that the living room is almost thrice as big.
Dan walked ahead gesturing a nearby maid to handle my things. He climbed up the stairs and when he got to the top, he paused and turned around looking down to the first floor. His gaze sharp as he scanned every conner of the floor. I felt the slightest changes in the servants heartbeats and breathing. He was dominating the house without even trying.
Then he turned to me. I was just midway the stairs frozen in place as I looked at him in fascination. But the moment we held gazes, my soul almost left my body -quite literally.
"Your room will be on the second floor. Down the hallway, last room by the left opposite mine." His voice came out in hushed whispers as if he already knew that I would hear him anyways.
Then he turned and left not bothering for a reply. I watched as his silhouette disappeared from my line of sight.
I moved. Up the stairs faster than before not wanting to be approached by anyone.
The moment I found my room, I rushed in and locked the door. My back leaning against the door as I breathe in and out deeply trying to catch my bearings.
The moment I could finally breathe freely, a voice resounded in my head.
'Hello, Hazel' the voice rang so smooth like a small lullaby in my ear. But it just made me sneer.
'Shut up, Arya. Not now' my eyes rolling as I responded to the demon in my head pushing her off to the back of my mind.
But she fought back. Of course. As usual.
'Not so fast there. Why the sudden unrest?'
'I dont know. Maybe it is because this is the first time I'm meeting our mate again in years. Or maybe it is because we are suddenly in his house, married to him! Why don't you tell me?' My voice dripping with sarcasm as I replied her pushing off from the door and stalking into the room. It was still the same way it was years back. All his rooms looks the exact same way.
I start peeling off my clothes quickly as I walked into the bathroom. Same decor again.
Doesn't he do anything at all? Well, if he wont redesign his home, I'll redesign my own room.
I stepped into the shower and turned on the hot water. It soothed my aching muscles from sitting all day. It felt good until it didn't.
Sudden hunger shot through me that made a part if me growl.
When was the last time I fed? Two weeks? Three? The more I thought about it, the more I groaned and my senses became sharpened. I could smell dinner everywhere all over the house. Humans. The tantalizing smell of their bloodwafted into my nose making my throat dry up in hunger. I switcged the shower from hot to cold. Freezing cold. Feels better though I could hardly feel the temperature. I quickly washed up and exited the bathroom wearing a bathrobe and towel over my hair.
I walked towards the walk-in closet.
It was empty save for a pair of male and female sleepwear. Royal purple and striking red. I sighed and took out the comfortable one -the one with pants of course- and wore it.
I walked back to bed and fell into it. I pulled out my phone from my handbag on the nightstand scrolling through the internet till I fell asleep