I honestly don't know what I was expecting. For him to magically fall in love with me and make me his Luna?
I wasn't even sure which was worse. The rejection or the betrayal.
Was that even supposed to be compared?
Of course, the betrayal took the cake. My heart and mind still couldn't fathom the hurt I felt from Mia's betrayal. It was really hard to process.
I sighed, painfully as I forced my feet to take me further towards the royal kitchen. The pain I felt in my ribs from the impact was consistent and it made it hard to breathe properly. It felt like he had broken something when he kicked my ribs.
As I made my way to the kitchen, I was walking down a long corridor when someone suddenly pulled me to the side. I yelped from the sudden force and the pain it brought about and I almost screamed from shock when a warm hand wrapped around my mouth.
My eyes finally met his.
Beta Carlos.
I let out a breath of relief from the revelation that it was just him. Beta Carlos, tall, handsome, bright blue eyes, long blonde hair and pink plump lips. The man any girl would die to have. He was beautiful. Admittedly.
But, I was in no way attracted to him.
He was more of my big brother.
Surprising? Yes.
But contrary to what you may think, Carlos is the complete opposite of Lucas.
Carlos hated the way Lucas treated us slaves. He always tried to help as much as he could.
He would sometimes help me treat my wounds so they could heal properly but the scars of the ones he couldn't help with still remained and some wounds were just too big to heal right.
Not just me though, he would help anyone he could in any way he could.
But I had it the hardest. I was Lucas' personal venting material, punching bag, rage object and sex slave. To Lucas, I was not a living thing, I was an object of pleasure in more sickening ways than one.
But Carlos, he was a literal angel. Although, everything he did had to be behind Lucas' back. Alpha Lucas was a hard man to reason with, he always did things his own way. He would ask for Carlos' opinion on something out of formality but go through with his own decision, and completely discard Carlos.
He doesn't care about anything or anyone but he is still closest to Carlos.
His hands slipped off my mouth and gripped my shoulders.
"Are you okay?" He asked, his eyes swimming with worry.
I nodded.
"Yes" I lied through my teeth.
I was not okay. I felt like shit.
He narrowed his eyes at me and I sighed deeply, about to convince him when I wheezed in pain.
He closed his eyes in frustration.
"Goddess" he murmured before looking at me again.
"Kieran, you need to get treated. The impact on your rib was too much and with the way you're breathing, you could actually die" he explained and I hesitated as I looked down the corridor that led to the kitchen.
"I have a lot of duties that I -" I started to argue… well, explain but then, he cut me off.
"I'll be right back. Stay here" he said and hurriedly made his way down the corridor that led to the kitchen.
I sighed as I looked at his retreating figure. There was no stopping him.
I leaned against the wall behind me as I thought back to the events from earlier.
Mia.
What she did still shocked my very soul.
Mia and I go way back. While she has her entire family in this pack, I was a slave from another pack, the only one that survived Lucas' wrath.
We bonded when we were kids. The field that oversaw the lake was my spot first and one day, she walked there while I was relaxing. Then, she started a conversation with me and we just bonded really quickly. We've been friends for four years, so it made it quite hard for me to be able to fathom the betrayal.
Like, I just could not understand why she would do it.
My heart told me there must be a valid reason but my head told me there was none.
Carlos appeared again and grabbed my wrist.
"Okay, let's go" he said as he tried to pull me but I hesitated, planting my feet on the ground.
"But, I -" I argued again and he sighed.
"I've taken care of it. Now, come on, your health matters most" he said and I sighed stubbornly and finally gave in, allowing him to lead me to Greta's room.
I could not go to the royal clinic,I dared not.
Greta was the lead nurse but she loved Carlos like a son, so she always helped him with me and she had somehow grown to like me as well.
We snuck past guards until we finally reached her room and Carlos knocked on her door.
She opened up shortly after and let us in.
She groaned.
"What the fuck the Lucas do this time?" She asked and I was genuinely surprised she had not heard. Nothing flew past Greta but then again, it only just happened.
Carlos sighed.
"The main thing is she had a forceful impact to her ribs and now, she's breathing weirdly. Could you please just check?" He asked and she sighed.
"Lie down, dear" she said and I did as Carlos finally let go of my wrist.
"Turn around, Carlos" she said with a strict voice as she turned to him and he did, without hesitation.
I sighed in relief as she bent over me and slowly raised my dress up and examined me, gently poking my stomach in certain places, making me either groan or hiss in pain.
"Oh dear" she said as she stood up and walked to her table.
"What?! Is it bad?!" Carlos asked from where he stood still, facing the door.
Greta sighed as she rummaged through some items and brought some medicine out with a cup of water.
I sat up and adjusted my dress as she gave me the drugs to use and I did.
Then, she turned to Carlos and called him so he could turn to her.
He did and glanced at me with worry.
"We need to get a lot of ice. She needs proper treatment but since we wouldn't be able to get that, this is the most we can do" she explained and he nodded.
"Lots of ice. Got it" he said before he left her room.
Greta turned to look at me and smiled softly.
"You'll be okay" she said and I forced a small smile in return.
I was anything but okay.
Weeks had gone by and although I was feeling much better now, the full ache remained to remind me of the brutality of Lucas. As if that wasn't enough, he still made sure to have sex with me every day.
In a way I was glad he rejected me. I was glad all I felt was pain all over again with no single ounce of pleasure.
I hated him so much. He was my own personal hell on earth.
I thought about Mia and how I've actively avoided her since the incident. Or maybe, she was the one avoiding me.
I was finally ready to confront her. I wanted answers and I would not find peace until I got them.
So, I was currently searching for her. I checked the field but she was not there and I rounded the palace walls in search of her.
Familiar blonde locks appeared in my sight and I almost smiled. I sighed in defeat as my heart ached.
I was about to call her name when I realized she was not alone and reflexively, I hid from them.
I peeped to see who she was with when I realized the person was wearing a cloak and I could not see the person's face. That was weird. No normal person had their cloak on in broad daylight.
I managed to move closer to them without them noticing and I hid again, and listened to the conversation.
"No, no. Not yet. We can't make our move yet" Mia said, seemingly getting irritated.
The cloaked person replied.
"Why not?! This is the perfect moment to strike. He won't see us coming" a masculine voice said.
"I have a plan. A bigger plan. I finally have him wrapped around my fingers. He's warming up to me. I just need a little more time and we'll attack. I can't wait to get rid of the stupid bastard. Lucas will pay for everything he has done" Mia said and I had to slap my palm over my mouth to stop myself from gasping.
Mia wanted Lucas dead?
"Fine. I'll give you two more weeks" he said and she nodded and they hugged before he disappeared around the corner.
I hurriedly left my spot and ran back into the palace.
Mia wanted Lucas dead.
My mind raced with confusion.
I hated Lucas for everything he has done to me and my family and I know this should be good news for me but I just did not feel comfortable with knowing that he was going to die just like that.
I contemplated for a while before I decided to tell him.
My wolf warned me that it was a stupid idea but I ignored her.
I made my way to where I knew he was and I opened the door without even knocking.
My eyes widened in shock.
What the fuck did I just do?
For some reason, I completely forgot that a meeting was going on there.
I gasped as all eyes turned to me.
My eyes met with Lucas' eyes as it blazed with fury and I gulped.
Well, I might as well just get it over with. My entire body shivered in fear.
"Speak" Lucas said and I swallowed before I managed to find my voice.
"My apologies, Your Majesty. I have alarming news. I just overheard Mia speaking to a cloaked man and plotting your demise" I said and I was shocked by the courage that oozed out of my words.
Silence.
Complete and utter silence.
Lucas blinked blankly at me and then started to laugh and the other people in there slowly joined him. I looked around in confusion.
What was so funny?
Then, he stopped abruptly and they followed suit.
"Guards!" He called and they came into sight.
"Take her to the dungeon" he ordered and my eyes widened in shock.
"N- no. I'm telling the truth" I argued, fighting them as they grabbed my arms.
Lucas looked at me with contempt.
"I'll deal with you later" he said and I swallowed in fear as tears streamed down my cheeks.
I struggled against their arms as the guards dragged me out of the room and into the dungeon.
Hours had passed in the wretched dungeon when I got a visitor.
Mia.
I swallowed and stared at her with anger.
"I heard you said I wanted out dear Alpha dead" she said and I stood up from the filthy floor.
"You know it's the truth you psychopath" I said and she laughed before moving closer to me.
"Maybe. But guess what's also true? Lucas does not believe you and you are going to die" she whispered and I let out a shaky breath as realization dawned on me.
"You bitch" I said and she smiled.
The smile I once used to see as pretty now looked vile.
"You deserve to die. Just do everyone a favor and make it easy. You fucking whore. Who do you think you are?" She said and I frowned in confusion.
"Why?" I finally asked the question that had been bugging my mind since the whole incident.
"Why did you do it?" I asked again, further explaining what I meant.
"Because I hate you" she simply said and I sighed in defeat.
That was all? There was no reason. She just hated me.
I swallowed as I turned away from her and sat on the filthy floor again, as my heart shattered into a million pieces.
She eventually left and some minutes later, guards approached my cell and I swallowed in fear.
"Get up" One of them ordered as they unlocked the gate.
It was time.
I really was going to die.
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