Chapter 5

GINA

The tattoo....it possessed a symbol of a royal bloodline, the kind only seen on the enemies of our pack.

What…? I thought, staring at it. Then suddenly, the tattoo ignited with golden hues.

“Your …tattoo” I whispered on seeing the faint glow.

He didn't say anything, just stared at me for a while. Not just a mere gaze, it was hypnotic. It made my limbs go weak and my soul trembling in excitement.

“You know me,” he said but it sounded more like a question.

Knew him? I didn't know him. I had only come to know that he was from the enemy pack; a royalty to be precise.

My body instantly felt like it was ignited. Hot. The heat from the glow caught onto my skin and wrapped me like it owned me. I felt it, the way my wolf almost clawed to the surface like it wanted to merge with his.

“No,” I whispered softly, breaking off from him. I tumbled backwards but he caught me in one swift motion, wrapping me in his arms, “don't fight it” he whispered as he pulled me away from the crowd.

“No” I whispered again, trying to break away from him but his hands were broad and firm. Never letting go. My face paled as the heat spread from my hand to my stomach twisting it cruelly.

“Ah” I let out a muffled scream as I broke out in cold sweat.

What is happening?

I stared at this face only to find it calm. No panic.

That was the worst.

“You are mine” he whispered, his breath grazing my skin as I felt my consciousness fade.

Darkness enveloped me.

By the time I opened my eyes, it was morning. I was lying in bed. Clothes changed, cleaned and …alone.

I flung up the bed, grabbed my phone from the side bed and twisted the door open. The bar’s dining area welcomed me.

I was still in the bar ..and he was gone. My heart twisted..but why?

“Hey have you heard? The alpha of silver crest park arrived yesterday to sign the peace treaty” one of the workers said as I passed by.

“Does that mean there would be no more war between our packs? Great!” Another voice added, giggling with excitement.

My hands wrapped around my phone as I paused looking at the two ladies talking non stop.

I had never been interested in the pack’s business even as a Luna. Darius never let me. Worse still, a lot of people didn't recognise me as their Luna because I rarely appeared public. Even for pack events.

But…. Here I was anyway listening to the ladies gossip about the silvercrest pack. My hands clenched at my side as memories of the previous night kept replaying in my head.

My phone buzzed. Darius. A scowl appeared on my face but I answered the call. My sleeve slid down revealing a tattoo engraved on my arm. My breath caught in my throat.

“Don't bother returning to the apartment I bought you,” his controlled voice boomed from the other end. “I already seized that too.” Darius said and my focus returned to the phone call. That was exactly where I was thinking of going.

“You have no right, that is my property. It belongs to me, you can't take it away” I gritted out, trying not to raise my voice.

A low chuckle filtered through making my blood boil in anger.

“Did you even bother to read the divorce agreement? You gave it to me.”

My face instantly paled. I had been too dazed and hurt to read anything in the divorce agreement..I only signed them.

“And yes …Malia wants it. I'm thinking of letting you know before I give it to her” he added, intentionally to spike me.

Worse case scenario–it worked.

“You are…shameless ..so shameless. Don't you dare. It's my asset, I deserve it, I worked for it. You can't take it from me!” I barked no longer caring if everyone could hear me.

Darius simply chuckled like my rants were comedic. “Fine. Come claim your asset if you can” he said and the connection disconnected.

“Hello…hello..” I called desperately.

“Bastard!” I cursed, staring at my phone with my forehead creased.

I rushed out of the club not caring if I had abandoned my luggages or if I still had bills to clear. I just left.

I hailed a cab. Didn't know how long it took to sit through the bumps on the way but I soon stood before Darius's mansion..

The anger I felt earlier extinguished. It was there but not as strong as when the call had ended. I wondered if I would see my son inside or if I would meet Malia entangled with Darius while flaunting my property being transferred to her.

“Ma'am pay up” the cab driver said and that was when I realized that I actually had no money to pay him.

I stared at him apologetically but his expression was rigid, he wasn't going to take excuses. I reached for my necklace, the only ornament I owned and handed it to him. He grabbed it without hesitation then drove off.

My face fell, it was really the first and the only jewellery I owned. I breathed out and walked into the mansion.

I saw bodyguards lined up at the entrance, it felt unusual but remembering how obsessed Darius was about Malia’s safety. I understood and also felt broken; he never treated me like this.

I saw Darius dressed in royal blue sitting with a file before him with his legs elegantly crossed. I clenched my fist and stormed towards him .

“Darius,” I said through gritted teeth.

He glanced towards me, a dark light flashing across his face, “Alpha Darius” he corrected.

“To hell with you. My house,” I demanded. He still had the frowned laced on his face but it slowly changed to something else …a smirk.

“Oh, your property. I'd return it if you can actually escape him” he said and my expression tensed.

“Him? Who? What are you saying?”

“The peace treaty. He demanded a slave and being a generous Alpha, I thought you should do. Shouldn't you be thanking me?” He said with a brow raised, a smile still tugged at the edge of his lips.

My face went ashen. Slave? Me? My knuckles went white as I slammed my hand on the desk, “you …how dare you?! Who do you think you are to dictate my life?”

“Who am I?” He asked while pretending to think and said, “Your alpha”.

I let out a light chuckle. More like a mocking one. “I won't be anyone's slave”

“I know,” he said, then threw the file towards me. “That's why I signed it for you as your alpha and I also had his bodyguard wait to drag you away…” he said so casually like he was ordering pizza.

He waved his hands and I heard multiple footsteps behind me. They were coming. I felt a hot liquid slide down my cheeks. “Why are you doing this?”

“Oh that” he waved his hands, “I didn't just remember you. He specifically requested for you this morning, that's why.” He shrugged and my eyes widened.

Wait! What?