I was Kidnapped for Revenge by a Ruthless Alpha-Chapter 42: ever play truth or dare?

ODETTE’S POV:

I couldn’t believe the ruthless bastard of an alpha gave me a personal maid, and one that was my friend.

I sat next to Emalea and across from Ariel. We were riding in a second limo to the airport.

Ariel was still glaring at me, unsure if she liked me or if I was just a manipulative vampire, like all the rest.

And she wasn’t wrong, vampires are manipulative, they’re master’s at spinning lies.

My mother could literally compel people to think a certain way. If that’s not proof of our manipulative tactics nothing would be.

I decided to keep quiet in front of Ariel about what’s happened between the King and I (***Any musical theater fans that read this, yes this was intentional***) I wasn’t sure if she is trustworthy, so it’s better safe than sorry. Silence can keep a person safe. That’s something I learned growing up.

I sat in silence with the girls staring out the window, trying to wrap my head around everything that’s happening.

How long it’s been and my family still hasn’t found me is leaving me hopeless and leading me towards accepting this, this prison, this life, as my fate.

I wanted to keep fighting against finding comfort here. But I was getting exhausted, honestly. Hope was tiresome and nothing but trouble.

And then there was him. Ambrose.

Being near him was like riding a rollercoaster you can never get off. Up and down, flips and turns. He was all over the place and completely unpredictable. Which was as exciting as it was frightening.

I found myself thinking of Kalvin less and less. Being away from him has shown me how much more freedom I have as a prisoner in Ambrose’s castle than I had with him as my boyfriend.

Keeping me on a tight training schedule, watching my diet and water intake. He even checked my homework, and even my parents never did that. He’d order food for me, I almost never got to order for myself. I wasn’t allowed to drink or go out with Delilah alone without him. Sometimes he even told me what I could and couldn’t wear.

Yeah, Ambrose has controlled my dressing, but he’s never once managed my time. Outside of serving him, I’ve been given freedom to roam around the castle. Freedom to do what I want, when I want. He didn’t tell me what I could and couldn’t eat, instead he ordered me every option and let me choose. Ambrose checked over my work, but not with the intent of dissecting it like a frog in biology. But to know what I picked, to know my answers, to just know.

It’s kinda wild when you take a look at things from the outside. The flaws you can see that you couldn’t before stepping away from it all.

I missed training, sure. At times I feel like I’m walking on eggshells because my own temper is getting the better of me, it’s not even defiance at this point, it’s the power in me simmering.

Wait... Hold on... Am I seriously comparing my old life to this prison?

What am I going to do with myself?

Please Goddess, help me.

When we got to the airport I couldn’t believe it. I expected a private jet, but an entire commercial airline. There was no way I could have ever seen that coming.

It was just Me and Ambrose in the first-class seating. Damon was riding with the pilot and everyone else road coach.

I was anxious sitting this close to him again, after his confession and the passionate kiss we shared.

My heart was beating rapidly, every second he sat next to me made my heartbeat faster.

He was too close, I couldn’t breathe, when I did, the overwhelming scent forest flooded my senses.

That fucking kiss just kept replaying in mind.

And then his leg brushes against mine, and my whole body vibrated. I felt like, like, like a such a virgin.

I’ve never hated being warm blooded more in my life, because I feel my stupid face getting hot.

Just as I thought things couldn’t get worse. He chuckled at me.

Ugh. I don’t know what’s more humiliating the blushing embarrassment I’m having now or when he stripped me.

The steward comes over and to us and asks what we’d like to drink.

Ambrose asked for a whiskey on the rocks. Then she looked to me with a soft smile.

Was she waiting for me?

"Oh, I’m sorry, um, I’ve never really drank before. I don’t know what to order." I was honest. I haven’t.

Kalvin never let me.

"Are you serious? You’ve never had alcohol? Oh, that’s about to change, we’ve got a long flight ahead of us." He looked at me with devious intentions, I gulped on instinct.

"Is it okay if I order for you?" He asked genuinely, like it mattered.

Who is this man?

I nodded. I had no words for him, for this.

"She’ll take a tequila sunrise but go light on the tequila" He looked to me and said "We don’t know your tolerance yet, and if you black out or pass out, that will be no fun."

The woman left.

He looked at me and I felt like I was little red riding hood, and he was the big bad wolf. I shivered. His gaze was piercing and stirred the something inside me.

I’m soooooo screwed.

"I’m going to have so much fun. How do you feel about games, my little princess?" His voice was smooth and the way he called me his little princess, it felt backed by so much lust. It shook me to the core.

The woman came back with our drinks, he took a sip of his and looked at me. I just stared at the drink.

If I drank this, there was no going back. It’s my first real act of rebellion against everything I’ve known.

I felt this new sense of control. It was empowering.

Fuck it, let’s find out.

The drink looked harmless, but when I took a drink, it was anything but.

It was delightfully sinful.

Sweet but strong tart. I felt the warmth hit my body instantly, my body buzzed.

It felt like I had been wrapped in a warm blanket fresh out the dryer.

"How does it taste?"

"Like liquid warmth in my mouth." I was quiet, I felt like if I spoke to loud someone would hear, and I’d get in trouble.

"Why are you whispering." He reached for my chin and gently lifted it.

Forcing me to look into his eyes.

My breath hitched.

"You don’t have to hide anything with me. With me you can embrace the darkness." It was like he could see right through me. He knew I wasn’t hesitant.

He knew I was scared of my darkness.

So, I did it. I took another drink.

The warmth inside increased. I liked it. I took another sip.

It was sweeter and sweeter with each sip.

He smiled at me. A look of corruption and mischief. Like he knew what he was doing, and didn’t care.

"Cheers" He said raising his glass to me. I followed and we clanked drinks and took a sip.

I bust out laughing. I don’t know what came over me. But I couldn’t stop, thinking about what was happening right now, the position I’m in versus what I was in when I first came here, and it just broke me, it seems the alcohol made me laugh.

"What’s so funny?" He raised an eyebrow curiously, leaning back in the chair.

"Us. This. Cheersing in with alcohol while I fly first-class with you. It’s crazy. I never thought you could be so relaxed and laid back. You’re always so angry and you brood." I don’t know what’s coming over me. Did I really just tell him that.

"I don’t brood." He defended himself acting insulted.

I laughed louder this time.

"You’re kidding me right. Oh my goddess, Ambrose, if brooding was an Olympic sport, you’d win the gold medal setting a world record."

I snorted really loud.

And that shut me up so quick. I haven’t snorted in years. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

Oh man, and of course I do it right in front of him.

I expected him to laugh at me and make fun of me, but he didn’t. Instead, he smiled and said something completely unexpected.

"You called me by my name, you said it without any sarcasm or spite. You just used it, without a title. Like for a moment, I was just a regular person." His words were soft and somehow serious.

I saw a flicker of something real cross his face, I couldn’t name it, but it was there a crack in his mask. The one he wears to hide his humanity.

"Well, isn’t Ambrose your name? Shouldn’t I call you by it?" I dragged out his name, I wanted to put emphasis on it. It made him happy, or at least I think that’s what he looked like, and right now I wanted to keep seeing that smile.

"Ever play Truth or Dare?"