Chapter 4

Horror had spread over his face, his expression indicated this was not what he wanted. He stood up, taking a step back abruptly. His eyes grew wide as they met mine again. 

"That's impossible.'' He let out, clenching his fists. 

"You don't believe me?''

"Why would I ever believe you?'' His voice reverbrated through the empty space between us, catching me offguard. "You're a whore, and now you're trying to trap me with a pregnancy that is not even mine. Tell me, who is the father of that child?'' 

His words caught me offguard, they echoed in my mind like a sounded gong.

"Wha...What do you mean? I'm not a...I'm not a ..."

"A whore? Come on now? You don't expect me to buy into that innocence of yours.'' He said, his voice pumped with malice. As i looked at him, i began to wonder what had changed so quickly. 

"Just because you want nothing to do with this baby gives you no right!''

"SILENCE!'' His authority enamated from his body, his voice, like a spell, took over me. I lost words, or the will to speak again. 

"Joseph!'' He called out loud, and a man, one of the warriors who'd been guarding the territory, came rushing back. 

"Send for the high priestess, and the pack doctor. Prepare for a wild chase, i want to find the man who was chasing her. The man responsible for impregnating my mate.'' 

I stared up at him, afraid of his words and the determination behind his voice. 

"What's wrong mate,'' He cooed with an evil smile, "Did you seriously think i was not going after him?'' 

My face paled as i stared at him, i was not sure what he getting up but this was a cruel game. I got up, clenching my fist, feeling rather angry and insulted. 

"Don't do anything on my own accord!'' I demanded as i walked away. "You can forget about me!'' 

I quickened my pace as i moved towards the boundary. I was done. 

Suddenly a strong pair of arms wrapped around my waist, turning me around as i bumped into his chest. 

"You are not going anywhere!'' His voice, low and vicious, breathed iver my senstive neck.  

"Let me go!'' I demanded, fighting against his arms. He had a death grip on me, any attempts i made at fighting him off were only met with a chuckle and a look of amusement,.

"Come on little one, why do you make this difficult?'' 

"Let me go right now! I dont want to be here anymore." I pleaded, while trying to keep my composure. 

"That's not what you were saying while i was pounding into you that night. " He whispered against my neck, causing me to shudder, "Do you remember, Elara. Your breathing, your whimpers and gasps. Your nails digging into my back while making tore y..."

"Stop..Please stop..." I let out with a weak voice. I felt the urge burning between my legs, i avoided his eyes. 

Slowly, he stepped back, his fingers detaching painfully from my body, as if he were afraid of letting me go. 

"Tell me, Elara, who is the father of that child!'' He asked with disdain. 

"You are! You are...''

"Joseph, take her away!'' His command came swift and easy. Something unexpcted. I stared at him with wide eyes, trying to hide mytears. 

"You can't do this!'' I let out. 

"Ofcourse i can. I can do whatever i want with you, mate!'' 

Joseph stepped foward, heistation evident in his features as he moved towards me. 

"Don't touch me!'' I demanded. "Don't come close to me!'' 

"Ofcourse not. No one touches what's mine. He will escort you back little one. Dont make things difficult.'' 

"Don't call me that!' I spat. 

He moved close to me, making me step back. I did not want him to touch me again. I lost myself everytime he was close to me. 

"Why? Is it because it does something to you?'' He said with a smirk, tracing his fingers over my waist, causing my to shiver. 

Why did his touch affect me so much. 

"You are my mate Elara, whether or not i am displeased with you, you are still my mate. And i will kill every man who has ever laid eyes on you. Starting with the man responsible for this.'' 

He cupped my stomach with the palm of his hand, causing butterflies to course inside me like a furnace. Was it bad that i wanted him to touch me more? 

Suddenly i was picked up and hoisted up his shoulders as if i weighed nothing.

"Put me down! Put me down this instance.'' I shouted as i hit his back, feeling anger bubling inside me. This was wrong, and disrespectful. I did not want to be here. 

"Please, please let me go.'' 

"Already down to the begging. Come on, little one, make me work for it.'' He chuckled as he carried me with him. The hits i sent on his back seemed to do nothing to him. And neither was my begging and crying. 

"The high priestess waits for you in the main hall Alpha!'' Joseph, who was following behind like a lost puppy, spoke. 

How had he known, was there a secret method of communication here that i did not know about. 

"Let me go you stupid man." I shouted again, tired of begging. 

Suddenly we entered large pearly gates that seemed like a heaven. Their pack house, was unlike anything i've ever seen. 

"Here!'' He said, as he pulled me off his shoulder and set me slowly. I felt like a child in his arms. He disregarded all my decisions and went ahead to treat me like a slave. 

"Listen to me, I dont care what kind of Lycan king you are!'' I spoke, trying to master an intimidating tone. "I am not your slave. I am not you're property. Now let me go!'' 

The warriors that had been standing around the entrance stared at us, seeming shocked that someone had talked to their mighty King like that. I did not care who he was, or what power he had. I was tired of being treated like a slave by wolves above me. 

"You're adorable!'' He let out with a chuckle, as he gripped my wrist and pulled me towards the doors. 

I struggled agaist his hold, trying to pull myself away. 

"I knew what i felt!'' A feminine voice sounded, summoning my attention. 

"High priestess, meet Elara, my..''

"Mate, your mate!'' The woman, probably in her mid fifties, spoke. She reached out to me, carrying an aura of somewhat darkness around her. 

"There is a problem!'' My mate said, maintaining composure. 

The woman looked back at him, i on the other hand wanted to run. I felt suffocated. Circled around people who wanted to do me harm. Why did he act like this? One moment he treated me with adoration then the next he called me names and accused me of dispicable things. 

"She is pregnant.'' The woman, yet again, filled the gasps. 

"Exactly!'' My mate responded through gritted teeth. "It's obviously not mine.''

"It's yours. The baby is yours. Why can't you just believe me.'' II quiped, feeling defeated. 

"Because, little one!'' The high priestess said, as she cupped my cheeks and forced me to look at her. "The lycan king cannot have children. He is impotent!'' 

The air in the room changed, her words hung heavy in the vicinty, causing my heart to stop. 

The Lycan king was incapable of having children?