I'm The Alpha's Heir Breeder

Chapter 3 Did You See Him?

But I stood frozen, unable to move or even utter a word…

It all felt like I was rooted to the ground, my limbs paralyzed, as the masked man's gaze held me captive. His piercing eyes, felt like they were drilling into my soul, exposing all my fears and secrets.

The world around me disappeared, and all I could hear was the pounding of my heart and the screams of my classmates.

And then, just as suddenly as it started, it was over.

The masked man turned on his heels, and with each step he took, I felt a weight lift off my chest. My muscles twitched, and I was finally able to move, like a puppet released from its strings.

My body was still shaking from the shock of what I had just witnessed.

I stumbled down the hallway, my legs barely able to support my weight as I raced towards the safety of the other students. I felt like I was moving in slow motion, as if every step was a struggle against an unseen force.

But as I finally reached the other students, I was met with confusion and fear etched on their faces. I tried to speak, but my voice was nothing more than a whisper.

"Did anyone see him?" I asked, with desperation creeping into my tone. "The masked man, did anyone see him?"

"Mr. Green?" someone replied. "Of course! And he just fu*king jumped!"

"No! The other guy! Oh my god! Did he push Mr. Green?" I asked desperately, my voice trembling.

"What other guy?"

"Not Mr. Green. The other man!"

But my questions were met with blank stares and bewildered expressions. "What man? You mean Mr. Green?" asked a girl with curly hair and big eyes.

"No! The other man, the one wearing a mask! He was standing right behind Mr. Green! Didn’t anyone see him?" I asked desperately, my voice trembling.

"No," one of them said, their voice barely audible above the chaos. "No one saw another person besides Mr. Green."

The students looked at me with fear and confusion etched on their faces. One of them, another one, replied, "We were all just looking at Mr. Green, and then he was gone."

I was taken aback by their response. "No! There was another man, a masked man, at the window!" I exclaimed, pointing in the direction of the mysterious man who had just stood there a moment ago. "He was there, I swear!"

But the students just looked at each other, confusion written all over their faces. "We didn't see anyone," said another student, a guy who looked at me like I was some lunatic. "We were all just looking at Mr. Green, and then he jumped."

I was shocked. How could they not have seen the masked man? I was positive that he was there, staring right at me. But as I looked around at the other students, it became clear that I was the only one who had seen him.

"I-I don't understand," I stammered. "He was there. I saw him."

But no one seemed to believe me. I was the only witness to this inexplicable terror, and it felt as though I was all alone in my fear.

I was stunned. How could no one have seen him? He was right there, in front of me, with his eyes boring into my soul. Was I the only one who had seen him? Was I losing my mind?

As I stumbled away from the crowd of students, the fear began to gnaw at me from the inside, and their confused and scared faces only made it worse. I knew I had to get away, to escape the looks and questions. So, I took off running.

I ran blindly, not knowing or caring where I was going. My legs pumped, my heart raced, and my breaths came in short gasps. The fear was all-consuming, and I felt as though I was drowning in it.

But still, I ran.

Eventually, I stumbled to a stop, panting and sweating, in the middle of a dense forest a few blocks away from the university. The trees towered over me, casting shadows in the dim light filtering through the branches. The only sounds were my labored breathing and the occasional rustling of leaves in the wind.

My eyes were stinging from the tears that threatened to spill over. I took a moment to catch my breath and calm my nerves, but the fear was still there, gnawing at the back of my mind.

I couldn't shake off the feeling that I was being watched.

So I pressed on and ran again. My feet carried me deeper and deeper into the woods. Then I stopped, and I leaned against a tree, trying to catch my breath, when I suddenly heard a twig snap.

I spun around, my heart pounding in my chest. I scanned the woods, trying to make out any movement or shapes. But I saw nothing. And yet, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was being watched.

For what felt like hours, I stood there, tense and on edge, until I felt my legs give way, succumbing to the overwhelming exhaustion that had taken hold of my body. My mind was foggy, my emotions were raw, and my body was spent.

I collapsed against the rough bark of the tree, my breath coming in ragged gasps. I closed my eyes, trying to push the images of what had happened out of my mind. I tried to steady my breathing and let the exhaustion take over until I finally drifted off into an uneasy sleep.

The next time I opened my eyes, my peace was shattered by the sudden touch of a warm tongue on my cheek. My eyes flew open. It was already night, but the light cast by the large moon above me illuminated my surroundings.

I sat up, disoriented and alert. I peered into the darkness, and that’s when I saw the silhouette of a massive dog, its eyes glowing like two fiery orbs in the dark.

My first instinct was to push the dog away, but something about it seemed familiar, almost comforting. I raised my hand tentatively and stroked its fur, feeling the softness and warmth of its coat.

"Hey, buddy," I said as I walked up to the big dog with a newfound sense of courage. "What are you doing here all by yourself? Are you lost?"

The large dog tilted its head to the side, as if it were listening to me, and I couldn't help but smile.

I knelt down, and before I knew it, I was telling it everything—about the masked man, what had happened with Mr. Green, my fears, and how I ended up in the forest after fleeing the university.

"It's crazy, isn't it?" I said, scratching the dog behind its ears. "Here I am, pouring my heart out to you. I must be going crazy."

As I continued to speak, I realized that the dog was no ordinary animal. It was listening, really listening, its eyes fixed on me with a look of intelligence and understanding.

Slowly, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. There was something different about this animal. Something mystical.

It was unlike any dog I had ever seen before. Its size was phenomenal. The fur was a beautiful fusion of black and red, with occasional streaks of silver that caught the light in all the right ways.

But the eyes, oh, the eyes. They were a piercing steel blue, glimmering in the moonlight, and they seemed to be studying me with a look of intelligence and understanding.

"Your eyes…" I felt a sudden surge of fear, as I realized something.

The dog's behavior changed as it seemed to sense my discomfort. It took a step back, and my pulse skyrocketed as I found myself rooted in shock, unable to look away as the animal before me shifted into a human form.

My horror intensified as the fur receded, unveiling a towering, muscular figure. His piercing gaze and the sly curve of his lips left no doubt in my mind that this was the masked man in my dreams.

The man took a step forward, and I felt my back hit the large tree behind me. I was trapped, with nowhere to run. He towered over me, his eyes fixed on mine as if he were trying to read my thoughts. I felt a cold sweat break out on my forehead, and I struggled to keep my voice from trembling.

"Wh-what are you?" I managed to whisper.

The man didn't answer, but a smile curved the corners of his lips. It was cruel, almost sadistic. I knew then that I was in grave danger, and I had to find a way to get out of there fast.

But before I could even take a step, the man reached out and grabbed me by the arm. His grip was like iron, and I couldn't break free no matter how hard I tried.

"Hello, pet," he growled, his voice a low rumble.