Chapter five

Raven

Shooting pains woke me up. Every movement I made caused me great discomfort. The brightness of the room made me close my eyes almost immediately. I was able to move my hands, but it hurts like hell.

I tried to sit up from the bed, then realized I was cladless as the blanket exposed my bare upper body. I quickly pulled it up. Where are my clothes?. I held my head with one hand, as one leg made it to the floor.

“Good to see you awake”. I heard a gruff voice. I shifted my gaze to the door. A pair of dark golden eyes pierced into mine. Had he been here all along?.

My eyes widened immediately, as I realized he had seen me half naked. I felt my cheeks flushed slightly. What is wrong with me?.

His muscular shoulders rested on the wall close to the door, as he continued scrutinizing me like a hawk. I felt like a small prey under his gaze. He left the wall, and began to saunter towards me, I held the blanket around me a little tighter.

It took everything within me not to cower backwards. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him. He frightens the hell out of me, but why wasn’t I afraid?. He seemed oddly familiar.

“I noticed you weren’t healing”. It was a statement, but I knew it wasn’t. I gulped hard, as my body tensed up. Does he know I’m a hybrid? He stood a few steps away from me, and I was glad he did so. His blackish brown hair was longer at the nape of his hair, and it rested on his shoulders.

“Well that’s for later. In case you are unaware, Dorian has given me the permission to use you as my slave”. At the mention of Alpha Dorian’s name, a chill went through my spine immediately. I scanned the room instantly. Where am I?.

I stared at him, awareness settling in the pit of my stomach like an unwelcome guest. All the things I was oblivious to, ever since I woke up, fell into place.

Alpha Vaughan, the Alpha of RedMoon pack. How could I have been so thoughtless?. Alpha Dorian was powerful, but held no candle against him.

Wait…slave? Everything clicked immediately. I was brought here as his slave, all because of what I had done, and a crime I didn't commit. I had been hunted down by Alpha Dorian men, and Riev was attacked, while he tried to save me.

He was probably dead. My heart suddenly sank deeper into my stomach as the thought crossed my mind. I should have listened to him. It was all my fault.

Tears began to fall in drops from my eyes to the floor. There was no way Alpha Dorian wouldn’t let him live, not after I escaped. My only family was no more.

“Crying for that loser?”. He said. Riev was definitely not a loser, he protected me to the end. I felt like screaming it to his face, but he took a step closer to me. I stiffened, and held onto the blanket around me tightly.

He stopped in front of me, and his cologne hit my nostrils instantly. I felt his eyes on me for a while, then he asked out of the blue. He closed the space between us, and leaned down suddenly.

“I don’t plan on letting you go, so get used to being my slave, and forget about him”. He whispered. That was only if I would allow that.

“I will send in the doctor to take a look at you once again”. And he was gone. I sat on the bed confused about what to do.

Riev was gone, and I was all alone in the world with no one to care for me. My heart throbbed painfully, as I clutched it. Sobs wracked my body uncontrollably.

Nothing was worth it anymore. Not me being alive, or becoming a slave to an Alpha, who I knew would make my life more miserable.

I blinked back my tears, as I peered through the window outside. Was that a mountain cliff? A thought made its way to my heart instantly.

The doctor would arrive any moment. With a new found energy I stood up, and checked the wardrobe in the room, but it was empty. I couldn’t get out with the blanket still wrapped around me. I saw a white shirt at the foot of the bed, it smelt like him.

I slipped it on quickly, not wanting to dwell on the fact that I was probably wearing his shirt. The opened window was my only option to get out of the room.

Landing on the soft grass was more painful and stressful than I thought. My wobbly legs led me through the field towards where the mountain stood.

Death was my only solace now.

The wind was more intense, and my hair kept dancing in my face. I didn’t bother glancing backwards to check if someone was after me. My heart began to beat faster, as I neared the edge. I slowed down my pace as I felt weaker. A few more steps, and it would all end.

Relief ran through me, but a tear escaped from my eyes, and rolled down my cheeks before I realized it. All my life I had never lived freely, always in fear of what would happen next to me.

I closed my eyes, and moved my right leg first, but before I could move my left leg, someone grabbed one of my arms with so much force that I collided against a hard body.

How did he get here so quickly?. Face to face I could clearly see who it was. It was none other than him. His eyes in slits.

“What the hell is wrong with you?!”. He rasped out, as if he was out of breath. Was he scared? I saw the way his chest moved up and down in quick succession. From the way his jaw ticked, I knew he was beyond livid, at what I had almost done.

After all, who would want to lose his newly acquired slave?

“Why did you stop me?!”. I bit back, shocked at my own words. I felt more courageous than ever. Maybe it was because I could face my own death. His eyelids rose up a notch, taken aback by my question.

We glared at each other, my body still against his, as he gripped me tight. With each passing second I could feel the tension between us grew stronger.

His powerful aura made me feel uneasy, but I already had enough. He might as well kill me here for all I care, it wouldn’t change anything.

His eyes glazed over for a moment then I knew he was mind linking someone. He refocused his gaze on me, then pulled me back sweeping his eyes over me.

My eyes went over my length. I pulled the hem of the shirt in a bid to cover myself but it was useless. He sighed deeply as he closed his eyes before it landed back to mine.

“You want to kill yourself?”. His voice was eerily low. He was clearly controlling his rage.

“I would rather die than become your slave!”. I spat out, beyond terrified. I saw his dark golden eyes change to a darker shade, as his nails dug into my arm. I had tipped him off the edge, and now his wolf was out!

Before I knew it, I saw one of his clawed hands reach out for my head. He dipped his head at warp speed, as I felt his fangs dig into my exposed neck.

What did he just do?!

I tried to fight him off me, as a searing pain filled my neck. He sure didn’t… He suddenly pushed me away from him, as if appalled at his own action. The pain kept intensifying, with each second, that it made me feel drowsy.

My left hand languidly moved to my neck. My eyes met his panicked face, as I glanced to look at my palm. It was blood! My legs gave out just as darkness consumed me.