choose

It was quiet at first, almost as though he was just breathing. Then it became louder. Filling the room in an obnoxious way.

“You are crazy. You know that?” He looked as though he could not believe his ear. “Is this some sort of chase? You want me to beg you? Is that it?” He blinked, raising his brows. I said nothing.

“Would you reject me? Or should I?” It grew silent after that.

The silence growing with each minute, growing thick that you could cut it with a knife. “You are serious?” He said, the look on his face became expressionless. “Anya,…” He started.

“No!!!” I screamed, my voice bouncing off the walls, “There is no need for all of these.. Let’s just..” I took in a deep breath. Even though I was prepared mentally, I still felt my chest tight at the thought of actually doing it “I, Anya Mukria reject you Ethan Dae-” The words were cut short from coming out of my mouth.

“Wait, Anya” He looked at me with something in his eyes. It was the same look he had given me that one night when he was drunk. “Look..” I shook him off of me, trying to give us as much space as possible.

“Get off of me!!!” I screamed. Shoving him rather aggressively.

“WOULD YOU STOP BEING AN ASSHOLE FOR A MINUTE” He screamed, startling me into silence.

Ethan was not the type that screamed, he was not the that raised his voice for anything. Most of the time he was calm and calculative.

“You will die” He said, breathing heavily as if he had ran a marathon. “I don’t like you, not in that way, and you are right. But…” He chewed on the bottom of his lips like he was thinking of what to say.

I looked at him, a smug smile on my face while I looked at him. “You think this would work on me?” I scoffed, trying to shake off the chains

“I care about you, Anya, but…. I can’t help you if you plan on being stubborn. My father might hold your mum in high esteem, but you know for certain how he takes disrespect to the family.” I turned my back to him, not ready to listen to him even though I knew that he had absolute truth in what he was saying.

“If you don’t want to listen, it’s fine.” The frustration was very much evident in his voice but I did not budge. “Esme is coming back today. I am going to pack gates to pick her up. You decide what you want.”

He left after that, but I was stuck on one thing that he had said. ‘Esme was coming back’ I smiled.

She had left the pack few months back to the royal academy.

I smiled, forgetting my current situation and wanting to see her almost immediately but i knew I would have to wait.

It went quiet for almost a while before the door was pushed open.

I rushed to my feet, almost falling back down to my feet from the weight of the chains but I managed. Standing up and looking at the door with a smile that immediately vanished.

“Alpha” I called, bowing my head in respect.

Having only him in the room at the moment made me want to shit my pants.

“Anya” he called, having a straight face as he came a bit closer

I took a step back. Even though there were iron bars in between us, it still felt as though he was going to get to me and rip my head off. 

He came in, slamming the door behind him. “I would like to have a word with you” he said, growling.

“Y-yes sir” I called, taking another step back.

“you embarrassed me, in front of millions of people that came for the mating ceremony, the several packs in attendance, the covens…”

“That was never my intention I can-” I said, accidentally cutting him off.

“I am still talking!!” he booms, making me cower in fear.

I gulped again, fear gripped me by the throat as I shut as just as quick.

“I am… I am sorry”  I said, my voice coming out lower than expected, almost barely possible.

“The punishment for what you have done is flogging” I felt my blood run cold at that,

The last person that had crossed him had been flogged to death “but… I would reconsider that, you either choose that or you give up your magic” I blinked, looking at his retreating figure as he did not give me any time to think about it.

I sat on the cold floor, not knowing what to do.

I muttered a protective spell trying to protect myself from the harsh pain that was going to come from the beating, but i was met with nothing.

“Of course” I snorted out, realising that my magic had been taken away, incase I was to run away or something. The words played in my head over and over again.

I was to give up my magic, the core of my entire being, or face being flogged, probably to death.

I screamed, tears streaming down my face as I slammed the chains against the wall, trying to get them off of me.

“This is not fair!!” I screamed, hoping that anyone would hear me and break me out of there but no.

I felt my eyes dry out as it became almost impossible to speak.

“This… isn’t fair” I said, dropping to my knees as I felt weak, unable to do anything anymore.

“Damn, you do know how to make noise” a voice called from the door, making me glance up at the person.

“Esme” I called, my voice too weak to hold any real emotion.

Ethan walked in too, almost immediately. His face twisted. “I am going to have a word with my father” he said, matching out of the room.

I watched as she looked at him as he walked out of the cell “okay” she said in a softer tone than I cared to admit….