Chapter Two

Olivia POV

  

 Code black to everyone in the combat meant doing a dirty, risky job. The type of job that left your life hanging by a thread, but guess what? The pay was high. Way higher than any one, and you got recognised.

  

 Code black for me meant doing a dirty sexual job. A job where I was used as a sexual toy, where my tears were silent with hard slaps and pain.

  

 And do you know the worst feeling? I was never rewarded; instead, I ended up on my Alpha bed to continue the torture.

  

 My plan from day one was to stab him in the stomach and die, but no, I have to wait.

  

 I hopped onto the bike and wore my helmet before speeding down the road to my Alpha’s house or palace.

  

 "Oh, look at who we have all been waiting for,” Alpha Killian said with a smile as soon as I entered.

  

 My eyes scanned the room and landed on my boyfriend Conrad, who had a deep frown on his face, Lia, my best friend, and two other members of the combat.

  

 “Benita is time to go,” he said. I raised an eyebrow, who is Benita, and then the maid crawled out of his table, her lips swollen with cum dripping off it.

  

 We exchanged glances with each other but said nothing.

  

 He sat upright and looked at us. "Well, I called you all here because I needed something from you. You see, Dean, the younger brother of Grim, the hybrid Alpha of the Vale Pack, kidnapped my sister. He met her, and they spent a blissful night together, but after that. He kept my sister hostage when he found out she was my sister, so I need you to rescue her and kill the whole family,” he said.

  

 Tense silence hung around the air. He was literally sending us to our deathbed without saying it.

  

 The Vale back was not a pack to be dared with. The whole werewolf species knew about it.

  

 Conrad cleared his throat. “I mean, no respect, Alpha, but how would five of us attack that pack with Grim around? You are sending us to our death"

  

 Alpha Killian released a loud, powerful growl and hit his fist on his table. “Grim! Grim! Grim! Is he not a man like you? I need you to save my sister, and besides, he is not around. He went on a trip. Make sure you rescue my sister or don't come back, or else I will kill you,” he shouted.

  

 “Grim is a hybrid, Alpha. He literally killed half of our pack because we formed an alliance with his enemy. Send more of us; five of us can't take down Grim, and you know it,” Lia said.

  

Alpha Killian glared at Lia. “I would pretend you did not say a word. Now this is how it would go. You all will enter there; send Olivia to Dean's bed to seduce him; she will kill him while you all kill the rest. You would not step a foot on this pack until that is done. Do I make myself clear?" he shouted.

  

"Yes, sir,” we answered. Everyone walked out of the office. I turned to go when Conrad held my hands, stopping me from moving.

  

He turned to Alpha Killian, who was glaring at him. My heartbeat fastened. Why was he standing there? We should be going.

  

“Olivia is not going to be on Dean's bed.”

  

Alpha Killian narrowed his eyes and leaned into his chair. “Why?” he asked.

  

“Because she is my fiancé, and I would not let her be a sex toy to a man anymore. You have to stop sending her on such a degrading mission. You would respect her as my fiancé, or else

  

“Or else what?” Alpha Killian asked, raising his eyebrow, daring Conrad to do his worst.

  

Conrad intertwined his hands with mine and bent to Alpha Killian level. “I have brought the heads of numerous leaders to your office because I respect you as my Alpha, but the day you would make Olivia do such a degrading job, I would have your head and hand it to your enemy. Don't test my patience, Alpha,” he said through gritted teeth.

  

 Alpha Killian glared at him for a while before breaking into laughter. “You chose this used toy as your fiancee. This slut, come on, I trained you more than that. I know her pussycat is good. I have been there; in fact, I was there yesterday, but man to man, she is not worth it,” he said with a mocking smile.

  

 Adrenaline rushed through me. Conrad finally knew what I had been hiding. He let go of my hand; cruel cold cloaked my hands.

  

 “What did you just say?” He asked.

  

 “I said I fucked her yesterday. Oh, I forget one more detail; it was a threesome, Alpha Killian said with a  grin. Conrad's jaws tightened as he slowly turned to me, his eyes red with anger. “Is this true?” He asked in a low voice.

  

 I shook my head, tears gathering my eyes. "Conrad, I can explain; please just let me explain" I pleaded and moved to touch him; he took a cautious step back. His eyes filled with disappointment, anger, and betrayal.

  

 “While I waited for you to spend time with my family, you were on the Alpha’s bed?” He asked.

  

 I shook my head, tears rolling down my cheeks as I tried to form some words, “I had no choice"

  

“liar! You are a big liar. You had a choice! You could have told me. But you refused; you lied to my face, Olivia!” He shook his head at me.

  

 “They were right; you are not worth fighting for,” he said and stormed off.

  

 Fresh tears poured down my eyes. His words caused a sharp pain in my heart; my heart felt heavy with sadness, and his words echoed in my ears.

  

“You are not worth fighting for."

  

“Clean those tears of yours. You would need it in bed,” Alpha Killian said with an evil smirk on his face.

  

 Anger crawled into me as I stared at him. He had managed to take everything from me. My joy and my happiness leave me empty.

  

 “You would pay for this,” I said and dragged the bag away from me. I glared at him one more time and left.

  

Tears kept flowing nonstop throughout the day, and even as we made our way to the crane pack, tears were still flowing. I had tried to talk to Conrad; I even told him everything, but he remained silent, ignoring me like I was nothing.

  

We settled in the woods, waiting for dawn to come before we sneaked into their pack.

  

 “Can we talk?” I asked Conrad for the hundredth time today. He remained silent, staring at the fire.

  

 "Conrad, please,” I pleaded.

  

 "Oh, shut up, Olivia. He clearly does not want to talk to you. Leave him alone. I am surprised it took him this long to realise how worthless you are," one of the men that followed us said.

  

 Tears gathered in my eyes. How long will they continue to see me as a worthless human being because I don't have a wolf?

  

 "Arrgh,” he groaned in pain as he held his stomach. He removed the arrow that stung him and glared at Lia.

  

 “What the hell was that for?” He asked

  

 “Say something stupid about my best friend, and I would make it my mission to make sure you don't see your next birthday,” she said in a clear, steely voice.

  

 “But he is right,” Conrad intruded.

  

 My jaw dropped as I turned to Conrad. I could take insults from everyone but Conrad. That was painful.

  

 Lia opened her mouth to say something, but I held my hands in the air. “It's okay. I will be fine,” I said and stood up.

  

I needed to walk a little bit and clear my head of everything that had happened. I don't really know how long I wandered in the woods when I heard someone talking, then a heavy blow on someone's face.

  

I studied and hid behind the tree. “I would kill you for all you did to me. I would make you pay for everything!” One of them shouted and hit the other man on the face.

  

 The other man, who was putting on a black hoodie and a mask, groaned and rubbed his cheeks. “You would not get what you want. I would rather die than beg you,” he said in a cold, confident voice.

  

 The other man broke into laughter and brought out his knife; no doubt that knife had wolfsbane in it.

  

Without wasting time. I brought out my gun, which contained a bullet made with wolfsbane, and shot him.

  

 The other man screamed and fell down, leaving the other man. The other man staggered for a while before falling down.

  

My heart skipped; what do I do? I need to help the man in a hoodie. Without thinking, I ran to him and touched the other man. He had no pulse; he was dead.

  

 I went to the man in a hoodie and taped his face. “Hey, wake up. Are you okay? Can you make it?” I asked, feeling his pulse.

  

 He remained silent for a while before speaking, “You saved me."

  

 I released a sigh of relief. “Yes. Thank God you are alive."

  

 He stretched forth his hands. “Help me up.".

  

 I swallowed hard, and he looked too heavy. His muscles are extraordinarily built, like someone who stayed in the gym all day long.

  

 I stretched my hands and helped him stand up. He sighed and removed his mask and the hoodie cap.

  

Cold immediately gripped me; I stood rooted on the spot. White hair, blue eyes, a scar on his side face. A dragon tattoo on his neck.

  

 I did not need anyone to tell me that the man standing before me, the man who I had saved, was Grim, the villain in every bedtime story. Grim the hybrid.