CHAPTER TWO

GREECE.

My palms become sweaty as we make our way to the goddess knows where. This is the first time I am going out of my pack and I genuinely wish it is all a dream. How will I communicate with the people around me? All my life I was homeschooled and now I am thrown into a world I can’t even escape from.

“Move!!” The Rodrigo guy says from behind me as he nudges me towards the two large doors. No matter how much I look at the house, I am unable to find the right words to use. Magnificent would be too demeaning to use on a house such as this and it is even more interesting since it is the pack house. How can a man build a pack house such as this? It is so demure and so beautiful.

The huge doors open, jolting me out of my thoughts.

“Go on in”

With a soft sigh, I venture into the room and the doors close behind me again leaving me alone with the person standing a few inches away from me, his back to me.

He is standing more than 6ft tall, his shoulders so broad that I can’t help but imagine his shirt ripping off his body if he applies too much pressure to anything. Compared to this man, I look like a fucking teenager.

The moment he turns around, my jaw drops for a moment.  If this is Dominic Changretta Thorgha then he is clearly different from what I have imagined. I thought I would be seeing a grumpy looking man with the face of an elf, maybe his teeth protruding out of his mouth due to years of wreaking havoc on people and a lot of scars on his face but this man in front of me looks nothing like that.

Thick black hair slicked back to perfection, olive skin that blended well with the sunshine peeking into the room, a perfect nose for his impeccable masculine charm and sharp jaws that feels like could nick me if I dare to touch him and let me not get started on how his chest is pushing against his button up shirt with the two upper buttons undone and his sleeves rolled up to show a bit of his tattooed arm.

He hasn’t said a word but I can already feel the air being sucked out of my lungs. The aura emanating from him is so strong that I find myself taking a step back.

Dominic Thorgha, one of Italy’s richest men and he comes from old money. When I mean old money, I mean money so old that it belongs in a museum. I have heard about him, read about him but never have I ever seen his face until today. He owns the biggest jewelry company in the country, more like he makes them.

He starts to walk towards me, breaking me away from my thoughts. Each stride screams of opulence, wealth, class and whatnot.

The moment he comes to a halt in front of me, I catch a whiff of his cologne. One word…expensive.

“Greece Makani” his voice is as deep as the oceans, carrying depth and strength. The heat from my hand becomes too much and I clamp my hand against the red dress that I am putting on.

“Do not forget this man murdered your entire family, Greece” I tell myself. No matter how devastatingly handsome he is, he is the ruthless alpha of the scarlet pack and nothing good comes out of people like him who like to flaunt their money and power.

His gaze continues to peer into me, maybe he is waiting for an answer? If he knows my name, shouldn’t he know that I can’t speak? Is he trying to mock me?

“So it’s true, you are a fucking mute”

My forehead creases into a frown, what is he talking about?.

“Your father is a fucking asshole, you know that right?”

My father slander? I am having none of that.

“He doesn’t see to the end of our bargain and gives me a mute as payment?”

Payment? What is he talking about? What payment is he talking about? Father never mentioned having a deal with him or anyone else.

I raise my hand to sign to him but I stop myself, it’s not like he is going to understand anyways.

“You must be wondering what you are doing here, aren’t you?” Dominic starts to walk around me, each step creating a kind of fear in my heart. For someone like him, I do not know what to expect.

“I will make this as simple as I can, Greece”

The way he calls my name, so nice and so fucking perfect. If only I didn’t hate him, I would love to listen to him speak for all of eternity.

“Your father owes me a whole lot of money and I mean one that you won’t be able to pay even if you slave all of your life, do you understand what I am saying to you?”

I grab a tighter hold of my dress, at this point I hate the fact that I can not speak.

“And now you are going to live your entire life paying back every single penny your father owes”

“Is that why you killed him, bastard?” I say to myself, anger enveloping me.

“So don’t ever think that you would see your family again, mute. You are mine now, for now and all of eternity”

Dominic comes to a halt in front of me, his eyes peering into mine.

“You have something to say?”

I look around me trying to find something that I can use to communicate with him but nothing at all, my frustration hits the roof.

“I think we are clear” he finally says, “get ready, we leave for Rome tonight”

Rome? I have stayed in Milan all my life, I haven’t even stepped out to see the outside world so how can I just go to Rome?

I immediately shake my head signifying my refusal to go.

“What?” His eyes darken, “you won’t go?”

I immediately nod in agreement to his statement.

Dominic grabs my hair and pulls me closer, his face only an inch away from me ... .grey eyes, they would have been beautiful if they were on someone else.

“You have no choice, okay? You are coming with me and that’s final. Your parents are dead, you have no one else.

He killed them, this bastard actually killed them. I will fucking rip his eyes out and feed them to him.

“Now be the little good girl that your father portrayed and come with me, okay?”

He doesn’t say anything again and the huge doors open up and the men from last night saunter in.

“Alpha” the three of them bow lightly.

“Everything is ready for your departure, alpha”

“Good, make sure she is on the plane too” he points at me, his face stoic and without any kind of expression.

“Why do you want to take her with you, alpha?” Rodrigo asks him, “you can keep her here, she will be useful here at the pack house”

Dominic’s eyes darken, his jaw clenching together.

“Are you trying to give me orders?”

“Of course not alpha” he immediately goes on his knees, “I am sorry, I talk to much”

Seeing him on his knees kind of makes me happy, he wanted to take advantage of me last night right? I will fucking kill him first before I kill Dominic.“You better keep your fucked yo opinion to yourself” Dominic spits out before storming off leaving me with the three of them again.

Rodrigo glares at me, the kind of glare that shows he wants to kill me but I don’t flinch, I know he won’t kill me.

“Get this bitch out of here” he growls.

If not that he is a fucker, I would have actually said he is a handsome man but a man like him can never be considered handsome.

After a few minutes, they lead me out of the room towards two big Rolls Royce parked in the garage and my jaw drops for the umpteenth time today. These two cars could buy our lives for as long as I can think of.

“The alpha is on his way” Rodrigo says to the rest of us, then a lady beside me touches me lightly.

“The alpha will be here soon” she signs and my heart immediately leaps in joy.

She can sign, she understands me. Finally, someone I can speak to.

“You understand me?” I sign and she nods.

“I will be the mediator between you and the alpha from now on,” she responds.

“Tell me, are you also mute?”

“Not at all” she replies, “I can speak”

Then an idea pops up in my head, I can ask her about my family. Maybe she knows something.

“The dark shadow pack and the moon pack, did you hear anything about them?”

My heart starts to race, I really hope she knows something”

“I am sorry” she signs again, “I really do not know about that”

My mood dampens, so am I going to get whisked away to another state without knowing what’s happening with everyone?

A hush falls on everyone and I turn around to see Dominic making his way towards us. He doesn’t even spare me a glance as he boards the car. No matter how I look at it, it's just a big bad guy trying to take me away from the land I call home after killing my entire family. I hope the moon goddess punishes him until he has no words left in his mouth.

“We will use the second car” she signs to me, “you can call me, Amari”

“Hmmm”

We both board the car and in no time, it zooms off. Weather I like it or not, I am on my way to a new fucked up life but one thing is certain, Dominic Thorgha is not going scotfree