Aina: Mated to 7 Alphas

A nightmare

Aina pov:

It has Been almost a month since I had the scary encounter with a ghost at the River Elbe, this ghost claimed to be my mother. I don't have the gut to tell my aunt Ella about the encounter. I know she will ask me why I visited the river Elbe.

I could still recall having a dream about the same ghost lady that night when I was sleeping. In this dream, she was clothed in normal clothes and her skin was fresh without any scars or wounds.

I saw as she was being chased by seven different wolves, she ran through the forest. She couldn't cross to the other side because she was blocked by the river Elbe, the seven wolves surrounded her and they transformed into men.

Her cloth was then torn into shred and 6 out of the seven men took turns in r****g her mercilessly, they both laughed as they did the act she was then left lying naked on the white beach sand.

One of the seven men took out a knife and walked toward her. My eyes then open with my heart panting in fear. The alarm clock in my room has woken me up from my nightmare

I knew what I had was not just a dream, but a truth that was revealed to me.

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Today is Monday, It will be a very busy day in Mrs. Gabby's kitchen. As early as six o'clock I was awake and prepared myself. I cooked some oats for myself and I dressed in a pink gown.

I walked down the street, but I could not find a taxi, so I simply trekked to work in the snowy atmosphere.

"Welcome, Aina," Gabby said, handing over to me an apron.

Gabby's son was supposed to be the one serving the customer their meal and collecting menu demands from customers.

Since he was absent today, I was the one doing his job, probably he might have gone out to play with his friends or he was still asleep as usual.

Ten customers were waiting for their food to be served, I already used my mind to give them a number in order of first come and first served. Jonas had misplaced our paper tag, so I was just doing everything through eye sighting of customers and mere mind.

"Your meal sir," I said, dropping a tray that contains food on the round table.

I noticed I was being stared at by a man who sat at the far end of the restaurant, I think he is number 7 on my order of customers waiting for their meal.

I don't know why he is staring at me like that. He was dressed in a dark shiny suit and his watch was shiny and bright as light reflected on it.

I could see Gabby getting up and coming out of the kitchen to help me serve customers' meals.

Why didn't you provide this man with food? Gabby enquired

"Several clients had arrived before him, I tried to explain, but I fell short of words

" don't you know who this is?"

" this is zigmund wolfrick, Hamburg government last son."

My heart skipped as gabby talked, I was ordered immediately to serve the so-called important VIP, and some customers at the restaurant walked out in anger as they saw what I just did.

"I will talk to her aunt about it," Gabby said. She looked at me and smiled. I think she and Zigmund are talking about me in their discussion, but the discussion quickly changed, as I delivered him his food.

"Thank you, dear." He said smiling at me with one side of his face. I could see his teeth which were not so white.

" You are welcome." Gabby has taught me to be very polite with customers. If it was before I had no business in greeting this man.

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This man kept coming to our restaurant ever since his eyes gaze at my face. Sometimes he came alone, other times he would come in a convoy of vehicles with his friends.

" don't you have social time?" He asked as I served him his favorite dish.

" I wish I had," I answered, I told him how being in this restaurant for almost 9 hours a day has affected my social life.

I watched him leave the food table and walk to the kitchen to meet the ever-busy Gabby. I watched as he shut the door and saw what he and Gabby discussed.

I simply stopped looking at them and went on serving customers on demand. Zigmund and Gabby both walked out of the kitchen with smiling faces.

I think both of them had agreed on something about me I was yearning to know.

" wouldn't you tell him goodbye?" Gabby asked me. Brush my shoulder with her fat shoulder.

I simply waved my hand and wished him goodbye, I was how joyous his face became as I waved him goodbye. I wanted to ask Gabby what she discussed with him in the kitchen. I simply ignored the attempts to ask

Jonas was not yet back. So I was left alone at the restaurant with huge piles of dirty plates. I humm some of my favorite songs by Nena

The waves of lights then showed through the transparent windows of our restaurant. I walked to the food establishment (dining room) to check who was causing a nuisance to us at this time of the night.

" Hello, Aina." A voice call from outside. I knew the owner of this voice must be zigmund, BUT I was not sure. I walk to the door to open it. It was zigmund dressed in a black polo dress.

" So you haven't closed from work yet?." He asked. I told him I am busy washing some plates.

" Would you like me to take you home?" He asked. It was nighttime. I have no option but to accept his request. I quickly walked back to the kitchen, completed the plate washing, and arranged all the kitchen utensils in their normal place.

"We are good to go," I said. I turned off all the lights and shut the doors of the restaurant. I saw him smile as I talked to him. It seems my voice makes him high.

Going home from the restaurant to my house was less than thirty minutes, I just didn't want to be rude this time, and that it's why I accepted his offer for a ride to my home.

The inside of the car was a world unto itself, a microcosm of comfort and functionality that existed within the larger world outside. The sleek, contoured lines of the dashboard flowed seamlessly into the curved windshield, creating a cocoon-like space that enveloped the passengers in a sense of safety and security.

The plush seats were like cushions, designed to support the human body in all the right places, while the soft upholstery added a touch of luxury to the interior.

The steering wheel, a hub of controls and indicators, was a symbol of power and control, inviting the driver to take command of the road ahead.

Every inch of the car's interior had been meticulously designed and crafted to maximize efficiency and convenience. The center console housed the car's entertainment system, complete with a touchscreen display, while the cup holders and storage compartments provided ample space for drinks, snacks, and personal items.

As if he knew it would take less than thirty minutes to get to my house on foot and less than fifteen minutes with a car, so he drove his car at a very slow speed and tried to ignite some discussion with me.

"I'm sorry about that ." He said. I had just rejected his kiss and removed his hand from touching my lap.

" Thanks for the ride," I said as I got off the car and walked into my house.

" You are welcome." He answered, smiling his dirty teeth at me one more time.

I could hear the sound that emanated from his car as he zoomed in at high speed.