Alpha's Rejected becomes the Lycan's Obsession-Chapter 19: Not making any sense

Tessy roused from sleep earlier than she normally would because she had trouble sleeping deeply, despite the perfect nature of the bed. The mattress was soft yet supportive, the sheets luxurious, and the room temperature ideal—yet none of it could calm her restless mind.

Utmost disappointment set in when she realized that she wasn’t dreaming everything that had happened the night before. Her eyes traveled to the door, and relief washed over her when she saw that the table she had set behind the door was still in place. It was a small act of safety, a way to feel some semblance of control in this strange, unsettling situation.

Pushing her body to a sitting position, she grabbed her phone and tried to call Freya, only to realize the device was dead due to low battery. Tessy let out a frustrated groan, slammed the phone against the mattress, and fell back on the bed.

Gazing at the patterned ceiling, all her life decisions for the past three years until that moment flashed before her eyes. She realized how foolish she had been to endure that hell of a marriage with Francis. But what could she call the situation she was in right now? Was this not another foolishness on her part?

She didn’t know how long she remained in that position until a knock brought her back to reality.

She took some time to drag the table away before finally opening the door for whoever was knocking, only to find another strange face staring at her.

"Good morning, Madam. My name is Jerome, and I’m the housekeeper," he greeted and introduced himself with a barely noticeable frown on his face. Tessy, however, noticed it.

"Good morning," Tessy responded, wondering why he was frowning. Did something happen?

"I came to inform you that breakfast is ready and being served. Also, I couldn’t help noticing that you seem to be having some trouble with the furniture setting. I can help you rearrange if the current arrangement is not suitable or to your liking," he offered.

Confused at first, Tessy wondered why he would think that. She couldn’t ask because it soon dawned on her that he must have heard her dragging the table.

"Oh, no. The arrangement is fine. About breakfast, I’ll be down shortly," she dismissed him, and he bowed, taking a step back. However, he didn’t walk away, which was what she expected him to do.

"Is there something else you want?" she asked.

"Not at all. I’ll just wait for you right here," he responded to her query.

"You don’t need to wait. I think I’m already familiar with the place. I can find my way down," Tessy informed him, but he put on an apologetic smile.

"I’m sorry, Madam. I was given a direct order, which I have to carry out to the letter. I don’t mind waiting. Please, take your time."

Tessy gave up and returned inside the room, shutting the door. In a few minutes, she stepped out again, dressed in the same clothes she had worn the night before.

"Let’s go," she said, flashing a smile, but he didn’t reciprocate. Instead, he threw her a hesitant look. He didn’t know why she was still dressed in the same clothes she had arrived in when there were plenty of dresses in the closet. Did she probably not like any of them?

"Something wrong?" Tessy probed, catching the frown on his face, but he shook his head and straightened his expression, refraining from making any comments.

When they arrived at the dining room, there was no one there, and the table was set for one.

"Where is everybody?" she asked, looking around only to find three men who were dressed exactly like the one who had come to call her. One was serving the table, and the others stood at the far end of the room.

"Boss and the others are out for an emergency business," Jerome said, pulling out the chair for her.

Tessy eyed the food suspiciously. "So, who’s going to taste the food before I eat?" she asked, only realizing after the utterance that she had spoken out loud and not in her mind as she had intended.

"It’s not poisoned, Madam. I made sure it was prepared with fresh and high-quality ingredients. But if you need proof, I’ll taste it with your permission," Jerome offered.

Normally, Tessy would have refused, but knowing her latest plan involved being extremely careful and not dying, she agreed and made sure he tasted everything before she ate.

In the process of tasting the last dish, a voice echoed behind him, catching their attention.

"What is going on here?"

The fork fell out of his hand out of sheer fright, and they both shifted their attention to the entrance where the voice had come from.

"Sir Trevor," Jerome called out, letting out a relieved breath.

"Freya!" Tessy jumped off her seat and moved to hug her friend, who had just arrived with Trevor. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

"What were you doing, Jerome?" Trevor approached the servant, who bent down to pick up the fork he had dropped.

"I’m sorry, Sir Trevor. Madam wouldn’t eat because she needed someone to taste the food for poison, and I offered to do it," Jerome explained with his head lowered.

Trevor let out a sigh and shifted his attention to the women.

"I missed you," Tessy revealed, causing Freya to chuckle.

"We were together almost the whole of yesterday."

"You won’t understand, Freya," Tessy uttered, then moved to whisper in Freya’s ear. "This place is like a prison. You don’t know how happy I am to see you."

Trevor’s brows furrowed when he heard her call the house a prison. However, he refused to comment on it.

"I’ll leave you ladies to catch up. Please call me when you’re ready to leave so I can come pick you up," he said to Freya, then walked away.

Tessy invited Freya to join her for breakfast, but the latter insisted she was full and couldn’t take in any more food. With that, Tessy abandoned the food since she had eaten something reasonable and led Freya back to her room.

"This place is crazy, Tess. I mean, my dad is rich, but this house is insane. These guys are beyond rich," Freya commented, surprised at what she was seeing. It felt like she had just stepped into a dream.

"I know, right? I reacted exactly the same way. No! I think mine was worse," Tessy held her hand and pulled her toward the bed.

"Yeah. You said you have something to show me. What is it?" Freya asked, fixing her eyes on Tessy, who revealed the gift box from last night.

"His birthday present for me," Tessy uttered.

Freya opened the box, and her eyes widened. She lifted the neckpiece, bringing it to her eye level to give it a closer look, and her lips parted in awe.

"This is beautiful... and confusing," Freya commented.

"Not as confusing as this one," Tessy extended the envelope, and Freya checked its contents.

"A ticket to Camparo?" Freya gasped, lifting her head and setting her disbelieving gaze on Tessy. "You two are traveling to Camparo?" she questioned.

"No. It’s a ticket for one, and I can bring anyone I want along," Tessy clarified, but that only surprised Freya even more.

"This can’t be real, Tess. It doesn’t make any sense. Why would he give you this, and how did he know you wanted to go to Camparo?" Freya queried.

"How he knew? I’m not sure. But why he gave me this? The only reason I can think of is he’s probably giving me a way to escape," Tessy uttered.

"What?! Why would you think that?"

"It’s what I feel. Maybe this marriage is fake, and he just did it to make me sorry for my mistake. Right now, I am very sorry for what I did. Maybe he is giving me a chance to start all over again, you know, go and sin no more?"

"You are not making any sense, Tess. These people are not people you cross and get away from. You can’t escape them easily. I’m already having a bad feeling," Freya pressed her lips together.

"I won’t know unless I try. I can’t cope with this sudden marriage to a total stranger. I don’t even want to be entangled in marriage with anyone again until I’m ready. This is my chance to escape and disappear. I’m taking it, and you’re coming with me," Tessy stated.

"What?!" Freya exclaimed.

"Not the escape part. We’ve always wanted to spend a vacation together at Camparo. Our wish just came true, and I want you to be a part of it. Don’t worry, you are not escaping with me, neither will you be affected in any way. I have a perfect plan."

"And I have a bad feeling. This is not good. Can I know what this plan is?" Freya asked, and Tessy moved her lips to Freya’s ear to whisper.