Chapter 3 Mate

Isabella sucked a nervous breath. Her feet and hands were already trembling as she darted her jade green eyes to look over the men. Their looks had obvious hunger, a lust for her body that only gave the urge of running away.

Regaining some of her consciousness, Isabella gave them a weak smile before picking up her pace again,

" Thanks but I can go alone."

Her innocent reply only brought malicious smiles on their faces. They replied in unison,

" How can we leave you here alone? Come! We will give you ride. Come, beautiful."

At the same time, one of them hopped down to walk over Isabella. Isabella panicked, wandered her green eyes around in a hope that at least someone would be there. But she said nothing but empty trees, the lights of lampposts. In her state of panick, she reached out for her cellphone to call Carolina since she wasn't very far from her house.

A sharp grip held her wrist before she could press down the dialing button. Looking up to see the silver haired man, she heard him saying in an evil voice,

" What are you going to do? We have already offered you a ride but you are so ungrateful to call others."

Isabella growled powerlessly,

" Let go of my hand..I don't want to ride with you guys..Let me go.."

Isabella struggled to break free from his grip but he was holding too tight. Her pleading voice echoed in the empty street, got bounced against the walls in front and reverberated in the air,

" Please let me..Go..I don't want to go with you..Help Help..."

As soon as her voice went a little too louder, the man appeared more angry and scowled at her,

" Shut the fuck off.. Mark, Candy, come out! She is screaming."

All the nerves of her body started to get weakened when the other two boys made their way towards her. With the bit of courage that was left inside her,

Isabella kicked at the man's groin hardly. The sudden pain had caused him to let go of her hands momentarily.

Using the opportunity of his distraction, Isabella started running towards the opposite direction. The men chased after him restlessly, uttered few of their threatening words and asked her to stop on her track. She ran for her dear life until a stone from street fell underneath her feet.

She cried out in pain, lost her balance and fell on the concrete street in her front. Head smashed against the street and blood came out like an endless stream.

Her head ached terribly but cries didn't died down as she pleaded repeatedly,

" Please... let..me..go..I want to go home.."

Despite her cries and begging, the men didn't had any ounce of sympathy for her. They laughed at her before revealing their final intention,

" Don't worry, beautiful. We will eventually let go of you after playing a little bit more."

Isabella's eyes widened a fear and she used her last bit of courage to get up. But the silver haired man was fast to grab her by her hairs. Yanking painfully, he grinned at her maliciously before giving her a tight slap.

Isabella was once again thrown into the street. Hairs disheveled and head bleeding profusely, she was looking pathetic. The man started to approach her slowly followed by the other two who were already folding their tea sleeves.

Isabella started to sob powerlessly, crawled backwards slowly and was on the verge of loosing her consciousness. She prayed to the God that at least a miracle would happen and her life could be saved from this monsters.

When she had almost lost all her hopes of saving her reputation, all of them heard an animalistic groan from the a corner of building. Isabella wanted to look at that way but her head was betraying her command since her forehead had lost a lot of blood.

The men looked horrified and started to stagger backwards. She could see the fear in their faces as they looked at that way.

As her vision started to turn blurry, she vaguely saw a giant animal jumping on them from nowhere. Though it was still unclear in her eyes that what was the beast, she could hear the mournful cries of those men,their pleading towards the merciless beast who was pouncing on them beastly.

Soon minty smell of fresh blood dripping engulfed the air. Isabella had already fallen half conscious and she had no idea when a man approached her slowly.

Cold hands wrapped her body passing a sense of security in her tensed nerves. A cold voice echoed in her ears vaguely,

" You are bleeding so much. You can't stand until we reach the hospital."

Isabella had no strength left to respond to his questions. She was lying numb on his arms and heard the man sighing out deeply.

Soon she heard him commanding as he held something between her lips,

" Drink."

Isabella compelled, parted open her lips and soon a disgusting smelled flued travelled through her throat. Her face scrunched up in disgust and all she wanted to throw up. She was sure in her mind that she had never tasted anything like this in her entire life.

The man blocked her lips with his cold palm and growled angrily,

" How..dare you.. Anyways..Do you know what happens when you drink from a Royal's blood?"

Isabella only groaned painfully without having any darn idea that what was he talking about. The man spoke further scooping her up in his broad arms so that her cheeks were pressing against his taut muscles.

Blowing out hot airs on her blood stained face, his lips curved up a little before uttering out one straight line,

" You become my mate."