Chapter 3

Elara

" Baby! Kill that bitch, she almost killed me!" the woman who insulted me exclaims. Babe? They are in a relationship, and that stings, especially with the way she is holding him. Her arm is around her waist as she cries. Connor notices my eyes on the woman's arm around him, and he scoffs. A smirk on his lips. He holds her waist.

" Connor, tell me you will punish this woman!" she cries, looking up to him for assurance. He kisses her lips and cups her face.

" Of course,"

He was fucking doing that TO HURT ME. I hide my feelings of hurt and keep my face neutral.

" I, Elara Silvius, reject you, alpha Connor as my mate and alpha," I say calmly.

 Collective gasps erupt from the crowd, and they begin to speak amongst themself.

I watch Connor swallow, and he clutches his jaw in anger. What did he expect? That I will stay after the bullshit he did? He holds his chest in discomfort, and a moment of silence goes by when he speaks.

" I reject your rejection. You're my mate, and you'll stay here and pay for your family's sins against mine," he says, and I gasp. This man was delusional.

" You must be delusional, Connor, and what makes you think I'll stay here?" I ask and turn to walk towards the door, but four brut men appear in front of me. I turn to face Connor. He snickers and raises an eyebrow challengingly. The hall goes into a frenzy when I shift into my pure white wolf and attack the guards.

 Others shifted in self-defense as Ara attacked them relentlessly. Fur fly in the air, and I howl when sharp fangs bite into my leg. I claw at the brown wolf that bites me and throw it against the wall. I face the remaining two large wolves, but they are not bigger than I am. Despite being female, my wolf was one of the biggest and was the only pure white wolf because I'm the only female in a werewolf royal bloodline, so that made me special. I was rare and chosen by the moon goddess herself.

I resume fighting the wolves when I suddenly feel weak and my vision blurry. It is a strange feeling, especially since Wolfsbane didn't affect me like any other wolf.

Darkness takes over me as a distinct scent of lavender fills my nostrils.

" Wow, his venom is powerful indeed. I shall need more," I hear Connor's evil laughter.

...

I wake up in a cold sweat and a racing heart like I ran a marathon. I still feel weak and nauseous. I sit up and inspect my surroundings. I'm in a different room. It has tiny windows, even though the space is huge with a round bed. I roll out of bed but immediately fall to my knees as my chest burns.

My phone, I need my phone. My chest is burning, and my abdomen hurts terribly. I feel tears roll down my face as I make my way to Connor's bedroom. I found it easily as we were on the same floor. I push the door, and what I find doesn't shock me. Her hands are in his hair, and his on top of her, fucking her. He stops his movement, sensing me. He knows that I'm here, but he resumes, this time fucking her fiercely. She is moaning his name loudly as they move. The burning sensation on my body feels like lava, but I don't writhe or moan in pain. It was what he wanted, to see me suffer. I push myself into the room, opening every drawer there is, but I don't find my phone.

Frustrated from searching, and the pain makes tears roll down my eyes.

He's my mate. He's supposed to love me and protect me. He can only pleasure me, not anyone else. Connor catches my gaze, and my heart drums in my chest. He examines me with his deep beautiful eyes, and he smiles devilishly as he continues to fuck her. I just gave him the satisfaction of seeing me cry, and I loath myself for it.

I grab the closest lamp and throw it on them. The woman screeches, and they detach. Connor is in front of me in a flash, his chest heaving, and he pushed me against the wall, gripping my cheeks painfully tight. His dick is poking my abdomen, and I feel it getting harder and harder. I'm disgusted. I spit in his face.

 " What is your fucking problem?" he sneers in my face. I push him with all the strength I can muster at this moment. It isn't enough to create distance though.

" You're my problem!" I scream. " I want my phone, I need you to accept my rejection, and I'm leaving this horrid place,"

He scoffs as if what I said means nothing to him and looks back at his girlfriend on the bed. She gets up, completely naked, and wraps her hands around him.

" Baby, why can't you just do as she wants and rid yourself of her," comes her bitchy voice. It was small and had high pitches. It angered my wolf and me.

" I'm not done with her. The Silvius killed my sister. She was innocent, and they drove my mother to insanity. Someone has to pay for it, and she will," He glares at me coldly. I shake my head at his accusation. My family isn't pure and they have done deeds that I'm not proud of but it wasn't against the innocent.

" My family would never hurt an innocent," I say.

" They did, your fucking cunt mother killed my sister!" he screams in my face, and I see red. I punch him in the face hard, and before he can comprehend what I did, I hit him again and kicked his balls.

" Never in your pathetic life insult my mother," I growl, punching him, but it wasn't as powerful as I wanted because whatever poison he injected me with hadn't worn off. His bitch is screaming and trying to push me away, but I elbow her in the face, and her nose makes a cracking sound.

Connor pushes me off him, and I feel a stinging pain on my cheek. I'm sure his punch will leave a mark on my skin. My body shakes in anger, and I lunge at him again. He is ready as he kicks me to the floor. A wince escapes my lips.

Connor is angry and growling. I squirm in pain on the floor, but Ara strengthens me. I jumped on him and locked my legs around his waist as I kicked and punched him in the face and head. He shrugs me off, but my legs were tight around him.

“ You asshole, how. dare. you. treat. me. like. this,” I pant with each vicious punch, understanding I’m using the last of my strength.

He manages to push me away like burning charcoal that landed on his skin, and I fall to the floor, no doubt a few ribs broken by the impact.

" I have treated you too nicely. Do you think this is a joke? Let me give you a taste of what you’re in for," he growls. He drags me by my hair down the hall while I kick and scream for him to let go. The servants move away in fear of the angry alpha. Once we reach the outside, he pushes me into the pool, and I gasp for air. There is one thing I never learned to do in my life... swim. I had PTSD because I almost drowned as a child.

I keep going under and up as I try to keep myself afloat to no avail.

" It would be a glorious death. I'd send your body full of water to your parents, damn the look on their faces would be priceless, but it's too fast," his voice is cold. He suddenly grabs my hair again as I go under and pull me up. I gasp, breathing hard and coughing. My eyes are watery, and I let myself cry.

" You're crying. I scared the fuck out of you," he laughs as I cry harder. Everything but water. My wolf fears for our life too. I gulp large amounts of water. He suddenly pulls me out of the water.

" I hate you, I hate you so fucking much, and you'll pay for this," I promise.

Connor kicks me back in the water. He is watching with a smile as I struggle to swim, and I surrender, letting myself go, and close my eyes as they can't stay open. Just when I thought I'd die. A growl tears through the air, and I feel arms around me as I'm lifted and placed on the ground.

 " I'm going to kill you for this," A deep, rich smooth guttural voice speaks. It's attractive but dangerous.