The end

Elizabeth's point of view:

As I opened the door of his room, I was surprised by the presence of a woman. The woman was kind of familiar, I do remember that she was sitting next to him in the hall.

"Not true, Selena! My Lycan wants her, but I only want you. I wouldn't even think about changing you to any female Lycan. How about nothing but a human girl?" He explained before crushing his lips on hers in a very passionate kiss.

I hardly stopped myself from crying in front of him the day before, but now, I don't know how to stop the tears in my eyes.

The reason why I decided to run back from where I came before I became not only a human but a pathetic human girl.

I went back to the room I was in and started packing my luggage while crying hard. I am not going to stay here for another minute.

Pain ran through my entire body while I was thinking about how foolish I am. He never loved me and He’ll never love me. 

Yet, he gave himself the right to play me. I can't believe that I gave my virginity to such an asshole.

I was lost in my thoughts, till I heard the door being slammed in a strong way.

"What the hell are you doing?" he asked, and I ignored him.

 I felt myself being pushed into one of the walls, as he repeated his question.

“I said ‘What are you doing?’... And the next time, if you don't want things to get worse, I don't advise you to ignore me, "

I looked at him with a broken heart, then I answered him since I didn't have any other choice.

"I'm leaving!" That was all I said to him before being thrown in bed with his body right up against mine. 

"And who gives you the right to leave, princess?" He asked while his voice was so full of irony that got me out of my mind. 

"I don't think I need your permission if I want to leave. Besides, you should be happy. At least you would have more time to spend with your love than to waste with a human girl... What was her name? Selena, I guess! " I said, and my voice was so filled with venom, and I felt a wave of pain all over my body.

He posed, then laughed in a creepy way, then answered while his fingers were tracing the skin of my body. 

The sparks flew over every and each single part of my body that he touched.

I felt a sort of pleasure that was mixed with hatred followed by every skin contact between us both. 

I hate him, and I hate how weak I feel next to him. 

"For sure, she's way better than you will ever be.” He stated while looking deep into my eyes. “She's beautiful, elegant, not to mention strong… The type of queen that every kind needs."

He poses and gives me a smirk before ending his speech. 

"On the other hand, you are weak and pathetic. I'm not sure how two powerful creatures could give birth to someone as pitiful as you."

For anyone else, these words might seem to be … just words. Still, for me, those words were like daggers inside my heart.

"If you hate me that much, why don't you let me get the hell out of your life, once and for all?" I questioned the question that was playing repeatedly in my mind since I met him.

He simply replied, 

" Not me, I don't want you near me at all. If it’s up to me, I would’ve kicked you out the moment I met you. But it’s not me, and it's too late now. My Lycan recognizes you as his mate, and there's no way I can let you out of here alive," 

Right after, he stormed out of the room, leaving me lying on the bed crying as hard as I could.

I've always known deep down that I'm not that strong or beautiful, but I've never felt such hatred for myself.

As I was crying hard, one of his lines popped up in my version and it kept on repeating non-stop:

"There's no way I can let you out of here alive"... "There's no way I can let you out of here alive"... The echo of the word "alive" sounded like a solution to my delusion.

Now I know what I have to do. If I can't get out of here alive, then I'm going out with a dead body. I went straight toward one of the mirrors that were hanging on one of the walls.

I don't know exactly what I was holding in my hands, but I used it to break it into pieces. The door burst open just as I was about to cut my throat open to reveal both my brother and my so-called mate while both looking as if they were troubled.

Logan looked at me with a terrified look on his face before he yelled. 

"Don't... please!" I wanted to stop after seeing how much he was hurt, but I couldn't. Deep inside, I knew that I couldn't keep living that way any longer.

Matter of fact, I was never supposed to be born in the first place, my existence was nothing but a waste.

It was time for me to say goodbye, once and for all. 

As the shattered mirror cut the skin of my throat, darkness surrounded me, and my vision started to blur. 

All I could see back then was Logan, who was running towards me, hoping to stop me before it was too late, while that piece of shit next to him seemed to enjoy the show.

As the cut in my throat got deeper and deeper, I knew that I was finally going to set my soul free, it was finally the end of me.