Amelia's POV.
When I woke up, all I saw was gold and brown. The room I was sleeping in was enormous and fantastically beautiful. The decor was professional and had a touch of medieval era. The canopy above the bed was mesmerizing and pristine.
"Where am I?" I silently wondered. And then the door opened, and a maid came in. A maid? Wtf? A maid? What was this? Victorian times? She was definitely dressed like a maid straight from the Victorian era.
“Good evening, madam. Are you okay now? Do you need anything to drink or eat?" she asked.
"Hmm...where am I?"
"I am sorry, madam, that information will be revealed soon. Please tell me if you need something. Otherwise, I can escort you to the common room."
“What? Okay…well, I will get my answers somehow. Can I have some water then can you take me to a person who can explain this rubbish?" I asked.
After drinking some water and regaining my strength, the maid provided me with a white maxi dress with a thigh-high slit. There was a gold band around the waist. The dress complimented my hourglass figure, long tan legs, and full breasts.
After that, I followed the maid down the hall. After a fifteen-minute walk, we finally reached two double doors with a wolf carved onto them. The maid pushed me inside and left after closing the doors.
I stumbled a little in the nude heels that the maid had given to me. When I looked up, though, I saw forty or more women who looked to be in their twenties wearing the same outfit I was. They were all beautiful, but most of them were shaking and crying silently. Some women were comforting each other.
The closest woman to me was an auburn-haired pale girl with forest green eyes. She was on the skinny side.
"Hey, do you know what’s happening here?" I asked her.
“No idea. But I am afraid as hell with this shit. I woke up in this fucking place and they dragged me here after dressing me like this,” she said, pointing to her clothes.
"Why did they kidnap us? I mean, if they are going to hurt us, why did they dress us like this?" I asked.
"I don't know, dear. Let's just hope for the best."
“Yeah, you’re right, and crying won't do us any good."
She nodded her head in agreement, and we assessed the situation. I learned that her name was Darkena. We tried the door, but it was bolted from the outside. Then we tried the two side doors, but found they were also locked.
Without any idea of how to escape, we searched the room. That’s when I saw the buffet table in the corner. I was starving, and it felt like I slept a whole day without food. So, without a care about the consequences, I went to the table, picked up some cheese pastries, and ate them. Then I drank some red wine to wash it down.
I noticed some of the women who were not crying doing the same. After what felt like forever, someone came in. They stood on a platform above us. We all looked at the person.
He looked to be at least 6 feet tall and muscular. He was wearing black dress pants and a white shirt with diamond cuffs. His six pack was visible under his shirt. He was fair and his eyes were cobalt blue with hints of silver. His blond hair was tousled.
Instantly, Darkena stiffened and ducked behind me. The male’s nostrils flared, and he searched the room with his eyes…but found nothing.
Well, that was interesting.
After the male regained his breath, he looked at all of us and started to speak.
"Good evening, ladies. I know that most of you are wondering why we kidnapped you and brought you here. Well, to tell you the truth, we are werewolves, and years ago your government offered females as a peace token for their safety. So, you are all here per that agreement. Each year, we host the mate hunt where you will be chased, captured, marked, and mated to one of our mateless werewolves. Worry not. Only your mate will do that to you. They will not harm you. They will care for you and protect you. Our king will also participate this year and will start the mate hunt. Now our maids will escort you to your respective rooms. I believe you enjoyed the dinner we provided."
He was talking and talking but I was shocked after hearing him talk about werewolves. Now you might think I was afraid. But I was happy. I had always wanted to meet some supernaturals.
But one thing was certain—I didn't want any mate. I was perfectly happy with my easy-going single life, but that didn’t mean I couldn't have some fun, right?
So, me being me, I decided I would taste some of these werewolf hunks, and after that, I would escape from these psychopaths. I probably would have shouted something to the jackass, but some other chick beat me to it.
“What the HELL? We are not food to be captured and devoured, you fucking ass! Let us go, you stupid LAP DOG!
And that was that. The man jumped from the platform and rushed to the woman with lightning speed. It was so unnatural. He picked up the woman by the throat and pushed her into the nearest wall.
“You females will learn to respect me as I am your High Beta. You have no place here above the Lycan werewolves. You will remember that well next time you talk to one of us. If we want, we will mark you, devour you, or eat you. Do not fucking test our patience!" he growled into her face. And just like that, he tossed the woman away and disappeared after looking us threateningly.
I was speechless. Although I had my own sassy attitude, I swallowed it up after that little show. It seemed like werewolves were real, and in their society, males dominated females. So, it’s clear as day that I should not test their anger. What was the point?
The woman seemed dead. Other women were frightened and sobbing, and I thought, if not with my sassy attitude, I could use my good old seductive ways to get through this maze.
Darkena was silent through everything and had a puzzled look on her face. I asked her if she is okay, and she just shrugged. Strange.
After that jackass dominated the woman, we were escorted out by the maids. The unconscious woman was carried out by two maids.
The rooms were assigned to two women each. Darkena and I were to share a room. We were escorted to our room by a young maid, and we were very tired after the hectic day, so we changed into our nighties and went to bed.
I missed wearing my babydoll tanks, but this would have to do for now. Besides, it was not all that bad since the nightie was made of see-through material and had a low neck. Actually, it felt comfortable.
Although I had been kidnapped, I felt a sense of calm wash over me and drag me into a dreamless sleep.