What the council stated was my induction into their little pack, regardless of my opinion.

I have no idea how I am even going to get out of this situation. Perhaps the government might send out those hunters to look for us, however impossible that might sound.

Our group of researchers were hardly known for our work. We were just a small group that could easily be replaced and I doubted that the government would want to risk the lives of their precious hunters for us.

Why would they waste resources when they could just hire other scientists?

I sighed dejectedly before looking at the bathroom in the corner of the room that I was currently in. After the whole 'court hearing', the guards had deposited me into a different room.

This current room did not have any windows either and the only redeeming point was the bathroom.

Although the shower was literally calling my name, I didn't want to blow my cover by making myself seem more appealing.

I had no makeup to cover up afterwards if I happened to wash off all of the makeup still practically glued to my face.

If I wanted my virtue to stay in tact then I need to remain as disgusting and barf worthy as possible.

The stench of my body odor and puke is going to be a great deterrent if that Alpha wanted to get anywhere close to me. And I know for a fact that Alpha Eros is most likely repulsed by me and my stench to even think to lay a finger on me.

Therefore, getting 'marked, mated, and pupped' is not going to happen to me.

Not if I can help it.

With a deep relieved sigh, I plopped myself onto the bed and laid back as my eyes started to close on its on accord. All of the high stress and anxiety was putting a strain on me.

I will get some rest first and then decide on what to do later.

At least that was my plan until I heard the guards outside the door guffawing loudly. I surmised that they were purposely standing by the door since I could hear every single word they said.

"I thought that Breeders were immortal! She's just so...old."

"I wonder how our Alpha is going to even be able to mate with her; nevertheless, pup the woman."

"Let's gift him with a brown bag for the mating night!"

Then they laughed some more at the 'hilariousness' of the situation.

I had to keep reminding myself that they were werewolves and that attacking them would only make it worse. They would kill me faster than I could get my hands around their throat and I don't want to put myself in that kind of position again.

It sucks to be human sometimes.

Eventually they quieted down, chortling here and there until someone else passed by. They had greeted this person before I could hear the key being placed into the lock.

The doorknob slowly turned.

My heart was literally beating out of my chest when the door swung open and a fairly elderly woman came stalking in.

I immediately let out a breath after knowing that it wasn't Alpha Eros.

Her nose immediately wrinkled when her gaze fell on me, eyes widening in slight shock before she retained her composure.

"You reek!" That was the first thing that left her mouth.

Her tone almost seemed like she was reprimanding me and I found myself not offended because what she said was true.

Before I could reply, the sounds of the guards outside laughing could be heard after her admission of my stench.

I floundered aimlessly and could feel my cheeks heat in embarrassment.

I quickly swallowed down what was left of my pride and dragged my body upwards. With my left hand, I smoothed down what was left of my hair in a way to make myself look a little more presentable.

"We can't have you be presented to Eros like this! Come, you must take a shower!" She ordered as if I was a child of hers and I found that she reminded me of my grandmother a lot.

I was swiftly yanked to my feet by a hard hand that almost caused me to trip over my own two feet. She practically shoved me into the bathroom with the strength of a grown man instead of the petite elderly woman that she was.

I totally forgot that she was also a werewolf with enhanced abilities.

"N-No!" The words quickly left my mouth and I crossed my arms over my chest. I might've looked like a 5 year old to her but I couldn't get myself to care at this point.

"Why not?" A rather annoyed look made way onto her wrinkled face. Her calm demeanor changed into an incredulous and eerily authoritative one that made me quickly question my answer.

I suddenly realized that there was definitely some scary similarities between this old woman and Alpha Eros. They both carried a very strong and prominent aura full of dominance and authority. Just that glint in their eye was pretty alarming.

"Because...because I am really hungry and sleepy," I replied shakily, clutching onto the bathroom sink like it was my life line at the moment.

"I've already started dinner. Once you finish your bath, the meal should be done and you can sleep right after," she said, glancing at me with narrowed eyes as if daring me to question her answer.

"A-and I need makeup," I continued, still trying to find a way around all of this but she was just too stubborn to let it go.

"Makeup?" She had a inquisitive expression on her face.

"Yes. Foundation and lipstick and concealer an---" I listed off of the top of my head, trying to drag the time as long as I can in hopes that she might just drop this ludicrous idea of having me bathe.

"Alright, I will go see if some of the other girls have some," she swiftly turned and left after casting one last glance my way.

My shoulders slumped.

I promptly kicked the bathroom door closed and locked it.

My life is a mess right now and I have no clue how to fix it. First off getting dragged out of the lab and being chased around like some sort of gladiator game and now this.

I proceeded to drop my head into my hands.

What the hell has my life gone to?

The steam from the shower was fogging up the room before I finally decided to take my shower, throwing my extremely dirty clothes onto the floor and rubbing my skin raw until I realized that I did not have any clothes to change into.

I avoided touching my face in fear of rubbing off the melting makeup and quickly wrapped the towel around my waist, slowly walking back and forth in the bathroom while gnawing on my lower lip.

"Here's the makeup," the old lady called after knocking on the bathroom door.

I unlocked it and peeked out, quickly grabbing the plastic bottles, different lipsticks and floral dress from her hand.

There was this strangely knowing glint in her eye that makes me sort of apprehensive for even opening the bathroom door.

It was as if she knew something that I didn't.

"Thank you," I softly called before slamming the door in her, slightly surprised, face.

Of course she would choose a really floral sun dress with thin spaghetti straps that exposed a majority of my shoulders and neck.

It had a decent length that ended at my knees but this dress was definitely not my choice of clothing style.

I generally wear rather loose and baggy clothing to hide my figure. My closet mostly consisted of black and grey's and I definitely do not own anything this girly or floral.

A part of me thought that this was really pretty but the other part of me hated how pretty it was. I'm full of contradictions since I can't wear the things that I want to in fear of being found out.

And I'm always way too paranoid for my own good.

Well, at least it's not too revealing.

I slowly washed my face free of the makeup and grime on my face, watching the sticky substance float down the drain.

My hands were more shaky from nerves and hunger but I quickly applied the makeup until it coated my face in thick cakey layers.

The foundation was almost a shade or two off and made me look rather ghostly but that didn't matter since I didn't want to be making myself look "good" in their eyes.

I feel almost refreshed now that my skin was no longer coated with dirt and debris along with my own puke and sweat.

After applying a thick layer of lipstick, I unlocked the door and walked out.

From the corner of my eye, I could see the old lady bent over the bed with a blue spray bottle in her hand and a deep frown on her face. She quickly noticed me before setting the bottle down onto the night stand in an innocent gesture not to offend me further.

My eyes narrowed.

Is she febreezing the spot that I laid on?

"You smell much better now, dear," she said with a rather relieved smile brightening her face as her body relaxed.

"Thank you," I awkwardly reply.

Did I smell that bad?

"Now let's get to dinner, Eros is waiting for you," she said, stepping closer towards me before I took a step back.

Her words kept revolving around in my head, replaying like the words from a horror movie and I couldn't help but panic again.

Why would he be waiting for me?