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Then I stayed behind like I just realized what he just said

I stared like I am confused." What?" I asked and he stopped. He looked over his shoulder. "I look over his shoulder I can just sleep over there on the couch." I don't want to be a burden to him. He already helped me enough. After all, I will. walk in the morning and I have twenty miles to walk until I reach my destination.

Jeff turned to me, " I have a lot of spare rooms. You can take anyone." He told me. "Besides you can rest better on a bed than a

Bed."

I didn't bother insisting on what I want. I just followed him until we reach a huge on the second floor. Looking at the ornaments and the furniture. There is no telling that Jeff is indeed a rich man. He opened a huge door. And it revealed a large bedroom with a four-poster bed. My eyes went wide open and my jaw dropped to the ground.

It is a comfy room. I like the comfy bedroom because it is very unique to me and what I like. The color and brightness are perfect in almost every way possible. It is my favorite part of the house as soon as I saw it because I can do what I like there, and yet not get disturbed.

The best part of the room is the furniture and layout. The size of my bedroom is the smallest out of the rest of his rooms, but I can still fit everything I need into it. I have a bed right in the middle of the large squarish room, which takes up quite a bit of space, but I like it that way. You may find me laying there reading a book in the natural light coming through my window, which is my main source of light preference. The storage is great because it is hidden away above my wardrobe, which is built into the wall, although most of the stuff goes under the bed. There is a big black shoebox beside the bed which fits all his shoes in it. There is a mirror hanging on off-white walls above a small table. Next to them, I saw a tall, white drawing bulging with clothes. I saw a white bedside table with an alarm clock, a rose-red touch lamp, and a blue Bluetooth speaker.

The accessories in the room are small but big enough. It is filled with different kinds of art, photos, and bedding. On the wall is a black outlined photo frame with photos of him and his family and their holiday to Australia. On the bed is a light purple duvet with a big blanket folded on the end. 2 long pillows sit on top of my bed behind a small, dark square pillow. On the very top of the tall draws are dressers and a couple of drink bottles, along with a cup I guess he got from netball this season. There are loads of different earrings dangling off of a metal sheet, which is shaped into a dog. There are so many little pieces to remember that I don’t even know nearly half of them to exist. The accessories are the things I think help make the room unique.

Senses are all over the show when it comes to this room. It smells like fresh vanilla because of the bowl of dried petals and shells that have been smothered with air freshener. It sure will feel warm in the morning because of the natural light that comes streaming in and in the afternoon it feels cold caused by the sun moving to the other side of the house. It looks good with all the light colors fitted into my room, and with the dark blankets covering my bed. When I get up in the morning to go or after a big sleep-in, my will toes touch the soft dark carpet. It’s nice to get up to something like that. The fresh air circulates the room which gives me a sense of new and relaxation. The bedroom looks smells, and feels great.

Cleanliness is key to being happy. Luckily for me, I don’t have much to tidy, unlike the other rooms. The only messy thing in this room is the carpet on the doorstep. I don’t like vacuuming so always try to get out of it as much as I can. You’ll find that my bed’s always made in the morning, and the clothes aren’t all scattered across the floor unlike the rest of every other room if I get to live here.

The clothes are untidy because they can’t fit into each draw. The wardrobe is unbelievably messy because there’s so much stuff which has to fit in it. After all, my room is small compared to all the other rooms. Even though my room hasn’t got much in it, I think I made the right choice.

Less I forgot to tell you about the Chandelier, huge flat-screen TV, a coffee table near the window.

And this is just a spare room.

He chuckled and nodded at me."You can go ahead and feel the bedroom," he told me. " Also I will give you go get you some spare clothes later for you to change. There are towels and toiletries prepared in the bathroom."

Wait. His word sounded so foreign to me because my brain couldn't process how this room is larger than the house that I lived in for twenty-one years.

"Andrea?"

I just jolted and looked at him before nodding. "Yes I will do that," I said chuckling awkwardly. " Thank you for your hospitality."

He tilted his head to the side and look at me in amusement. "hospitality?" he chuckled and shook his head. "Yeah, you are welcome."

I bit my lip and turned to the bed again.

"I will leave you here for a moment and I'll be back with the spare clothes," he told me before working out of the room.

I close the door before letting the whole situation sink into my brain. A man this rich is jogging in a dangerous Forest? A man this rich should have bodyguards around him. But none. He's alone and free to lurk around the forest on his own.

He's got a great body. I feel like he exercises a lot but his body couldn't save him from the rogues.

I sighed and sat down on the bed. I shouldn't be worried about him now. I have lots of things to think about. When I wake up tomorrow, I will go ahead and start walking I have to find the path to where the Berge is. Thinking about the journey I have to make tomorrow makes me realize how hard it is going to be for me starting from now. But then, this is better than having to spend the rest of my life being a slave of a member of my pack. Now I get to live my life not having to please an Alpha.

"Hey," it's jeff from the other line here at the clothes.

Immediately I walked through the door and opened it. Jeff is standing there with the spare clothes in his hand. He handed them to me and I gladly take them.