Chapter 5

   

I walked out of Lana's patio and back into her room, where she sat before her vanity table. She didn't even spare me a glance as I walked past her. Her back was straight and her eyes stared at nothing. Her sleek hair was straight and nothing was out of place. Even the tears that had been in her eyes mere seconds ago was gone now, and I wondered if I had imagined those teary eyes. She looked as though she hadn't been fazed by our conversation.

I looked away from her and moved to the door, trying to put all thoughts of her away from my mind. I knew she would come around: she had no choice but to do so. She was my mate and she belonged to me. Her utmost loyalty was to me, and her place was by my side.

I walked out of the room and towards the slave's quarters, where I knew that accursed girl would be. The slave quarters was located behind the main house and had just four rooms: two for the males and two for the females, in which all the slaves lived. I could afford to build a more habitable quarters for the slave, but I believed in hard labour and harder rest. Slaves aren't meant to be treated like alpha's pups.

I walked inside one of the rooms meant for the women and found a couple of them sleeping on beds. "Where's the new slave girl? Where's she?!" I thundered and watched as they trembled in fear. Fear was the only language slaves understood.

One of them boldly stood up from her bed and silently led me outside. I followed her closely, and she took me to the back of the quarters.

There was a low fence there, which overlooked a grassy field behind the house. I saw the slave girl sitting on the low fence, her back to me. 

"Leave us." I muttered to the slave who had brought me, and the girl scurried back into the quarters.

I turned my gaze back to the slave girl who sat on the fence. She was putting on a shabby-looking faded blue dress, one strap of it falling below her shoulders to reveal pale white skin. The soft breeze blowed a strand of her dark hair around, and for a brief moment, I wanted to run my fingers through those soft-looking locks. Her face was peaceful, and she looked as though she had not one care in the world. Despite her general state of shabbiness, she still managed to look very pretty.

I felt myself reacting sexually to her. My mind flashed back to the night we had spent together. I remembered the way she had looked at me after our steamy session, the anticipating look in her eyes. She had waited for me to say something loving to her. I snorted as I watched her. How dare she expect me to treat her as though she was my woman? She was nothing but a slave, and the order I had given her to leave my room after our sex was what she deserved, nothing less.

I walked towards her, small stones crunching under my feet. The sound of my footsteps had startled her and I watched as she turned suddenly to me. The peaceful look on her face quickly transcended into a look of fear as she saw me coming. She clambered from the low fence, almost falling in the process, and backed up as I came forward.

I reached her and grabbed her hand, dragging her towards me. For a second, our eyes met and I felt a small spark between us, electric and electrifying. But she quickly broke eye contact before the spark coukd grow.

"What do you think you're doing? Mm?" I growled at her, trying to calm the beast of fury that was stirring in my chest.

She sniffed and folded her arms, ignoring my question. The beast in me was rousing now. 

"How dare you? You common, wretched slave! Answer my question!" I commanded her. "I am the alpha—"

"I know. Everyone in this pack knows you're the alpha. You don't have to rub it in our faces every single time." She retorted and I stared at her in shock. I couldn't imagine that she would talk back at me in that manner. No other slave in the pack had ever talked to me like that.

I quickly rearranged my expression before she could notice that she had surprised me. I knew that if she saw my shocked face, she would know that she had hit a nerve in me. 

"You should be grateful that I even considered you worthy enough to have sex with." I spat at her. "I could as well have picked any other slave that was captured during the battle with the vampires, but I picked you. If anything, you should be grovelling before me in thanks.

"I made a mistake this afternoon." I continued, moving even closer to her face. "I should not have told the guards to bring you to the court room. Do you know what you've caused now? My woman is no longer speaking to me because of you...you vermin!"

I heard her gasp in surprise, the hurt evident in her eyes. For a brief moment, I felt ashamed for saying those words to her, but my anger quickly took over again.

Her brows furrowed in a frown. "Well, I didn't bind myself in chains and drag myself to the court room, you did. And you should blame yourself for any repercussions that come from that. And you know what?" She added, narrowing her eyes in distaste. "I hope you get this and even more for what you did to me!"

Immediately she said that, the rage in me burned hot like coals. I let out a roar of rage and grabbed her neck.

"You vermin! You wretched human girl!" I growled.

"I... didn't...do anything." She spluttered and clawed at my fingers as her eyes bulged. She had awakened the beast of rage in me. I could feel rage coursing through my veins like liquid. I couldn't believe I let a mere human girl get under my skin this way.

"Watch your back in this pack, human girl." I snarled, then let go of her neck and walked back the same way I came.