Elion

NOREEN

Of all the escape plans I had on mind, killing the Alpha by accident sure wasn't one. 

I begged him, but he wouldn't listen. 

My vision blurred as I stared at my quivering hands stained with his blood.

He stared me with wide, surprised eyes as he choked on his own blood.

I removed the knife, and his blood splattered everywhere.

Distantly, I heard the bell ring,

 I have just one more hour to find my mate but it doesn't matter anymore, I can't meet up and I can't stay here anymore. 

I killed the Alpha. There's no way I'll survive that.

I'd be dead too, burned alive before I ever found my sister.

I picked up his abandoned coat and draped it over my body, pocketed the knife, and left the room, hiding my bloodied hands in the coat.

"Why are you outside?" One of his friends asked when I reached the outer entrance. 

I forced my body to tremble, which wasn't hard, considering what I'd just done. "The Alpha asked me to get a wine."

My voice shook badly, my insides were a mess.

I've never killed anyone before, not even any of the hunters constantly on my trail. 

My insides were a mess, and I wanted nothing more than to undo what I had just done.

Maybe I jure the Alpha, yes, but not kill him.

I just want to find my sister and be free, not have blood on my hands.

The man's eyes twinkled, a big grin playing on his lips. As expected, trembling in fear would turn off any suspicion. 

I lowered my gaze and hurried my step, almost falling. 

His laughter reached my ears, "Don't even think about running away, slave."

Once I was out of his line of sight and hearing, I stopped and leaned against the wall, taking deep, forceful breaths against my uncooperative lungs.

What do I do? Where do I go?

I didn't have to think hard because I knew what needed to be done to guarantee my safety. 

I hugged the coat tighter to myself as I made my way to the mistress' office, moving my protesting limbs.

I'd managed to commit more crimes than I've ever done in my entire life. 

In order to please the Alpha, the mistress wouldn't be in her office. She'd be searching for other redheads in case the Alpha didn't take a liking to me.

The office was empty as expected when I entered. 

I dropped straight to work, looking at anywhere she'd keep her money. I just need enough to leave this damn pack.

There were too many places she could have hid her money.

I dropped to my knees and opened the first drawer.

Suddenly, the door burst open, and the mistress walked in, flanked by the Alpha's friends who had sloppy grins and a crazed look on their faces.

I froze, my heart sinking to the bottom of my stomach. 

She stared at me, then at the opened drawer, her eyes didn't betray any emotion. 

How did she–

What do I say? How do I explain myself? I was careful, there was also no trigger in her office, so how did she, —they know to find me here?

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" She snapped. 

I opened my mouth, closed it, and opened it again. 

No words made it past.

"Forget that, you can query her later." One of the Alpha friends chided, "We can't keep him waiting."

I frowned, "K... keep who waiting?"

"The Alpha is asking for you." The mistress said calmly. 

The sound of my heart beating fast roared in my ears.

"Th... the Alpha is..." 

"Awake." She completed, "You missed a major artery, and Alphas heal faster,"

The Alpha managed to heal that wound in minutes?

"Follow me," she ordered, "We can't keep the Alpha waiting."

Follow her? The Alpha?

I blanched. 

My eyes caught the window. Would a fall from the fourth floor kill me?

Before I could react, strong arms grabbed me and dragged me across the floor with the mistress leading the way. 

"Please, let me go!" I screamed, tears falling freely from my eyes.

One of them grinned, relishing the frightened look on my face, "Of course, once we are done with you. We're going to have so much fun." He licked and bit on his lower lips suggestively.

I screamed even louder and thrashed, but I was no match against them.

"I'm sorry." I said to the mistress. "Please just let me go."

"What's going to happen to me now?" I asked

She gave no response. 

I could hear the Alpha's angry cusses as we got closer to a room.

My panic skyrocketed.

"Mistress, please!!" I screamed, "I'll do anything, don't take me to him. Please."

My pleas fell on deaf ears.

The moment she opened the door and led me in, I went on my knees, my hands clamped together, begging for everything that's not what they were about to do.

The Alpha stopped talking and turned fury filled eyes on me. There was still a small scar where my knife had been buried.

Alpha Joe closed the distance between us and struck my cheeks twice, consecutively. 

Pain eroded in my head as the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. Tears blurred my vision instantly. 

He squatted in front of me and grabbed my chin roughly, forcing me to state at him.

"You've had your fun," he smirked, pointing to the scar on his neck, "Now, it's my turn."

My body went cold, dread crawling up my spine.

"I'll be waiting outside," the mistress bowed and left.

"Noooo, please," I cried to the mistress and the guards, watching as everyone took their leave one by one.

"Please don't go, don't leave me alone with them" I begged, clutching the legs of a guard that was closest to me.

His boots connected with my face immediately, knocking me to the floor.

My head hurt, my cheeks stung, the tears wouldn't stop. 

"Please," I begged in a much more quieter voice.

No one was listening. No one was going to save me.

The Alpha's friends surrounded and pinned me down, holding my hands and feet to the floor in a tight grip, tearing my clothes.

"No!" I screamed, twisting and thrashing against them, "Please don't do this."

"No one stopped you from having fun," the Alpha said with a smug smile, " Why should I not have my own share?" 

His eyes roamed my naked chest hungrily, lingering on my breasts.

I tried twisting again, but his eyes followed my movements, specifically my chest's.

I went completely still, afraid to indulge him any further. 

"Do you think we can take all of us at once?" The one holding my hands asked.

The Alpha chuckled, 

"I think she has enough holes to cater us, and we can also easily make another," He replied, caressing my face, his hands trailing down to my cleavage. 

I shut my eyes close, holding my breath as I whimpered. 

Just as he was about to cup my breasts, the door flung open, more like shattered into pieces.

Without missing a beat, the Alpha was hauled off me and thrown across the room.

I was free, too. No one was pinning me down.

I curled on myself, my body shaking terribly.

"Please," I heard the mistress say to whoever just barged in, "You have to understand. It's a punishment. The Alpha is— please can you stop for a second and let us talk this out."

I could feel the rage coming off whoever was wrecking havoc.

I opened my eyes but couldn't see anything much past my blurry vision.

I tried again, blinking the tears away.

My vision cleared a little bit, just enough for me to see the Alpha on his knees and a makeshift stake to his heart while his friends scurried to a corner, shivering and staring at the intruder with so much fear in their eyes.

The next second, a man boomed in a thunderstorm like voice, "The slave girl belongs to me. Is there anyone else who wishes to attempt touching what's mine?"

My eyes flew open, and at the same time, the Alpha's friends who scurried away whispered in fear, "L... Lycan King."

What are they saying? Lycan King?

As if on cue, the Lycan King came into view, and the air turned cold.

It was him.

My nemesis.

The most revered and feared Lycan King to ever exist, the one used in a horror story to imbibe fear.

The one who swore to end me years ago.

A shiver ran through my body for a whole different reason as my eyes met his piercing gray ones.

It was Lycan King Elion, 

The elder brother of my ex mate.