CHAPTER FIVE | REVELATION FROM HELL.
AVA HAYES Everytime I say no to Sebastian, he stands Dante, doing more damage to his already battered body. I have begged and screamed for him to stop but the more I do, the worse Dante's punishment becomes. Sebastian wants one thing and one thing alone- he wants me to accept him as my mate and he wouldn't stop until I do so. Dante's life is at the palm of my hand and I had two choices, accept Sebastian or watch Dante transition to the moon goddess. “Please, stop. You are hurting him." I choke out, my voice shaky and horse from the amount of times I have screamed my lungs out. Sebastian chuckles like an evil man on crack, his eyes crinkling with mischievous evil and amusement. “I have told you, Ava. It's all up to you. I'll stop once you promise to accept me. By the way, I don't think he has more than a few seconds to live." Sebastian laughter echoes around the cell, the chest of the woman restricting me from helping Dante also vibrating in her own laughter. Sebastian laughs again as he stabs Dante for the tenth time, intentionally pushing the sword deeper because he knows I'm watching and I'm already close to the brink of breaking. Dante's pained cry goes straight to my heart and soul, shattering it into pieces and creating a deep unfixable hole in my soul. I don't think I would ever be able to live with the fact that the love of my life went through so much pain and trauma because of my stupid decisions. Dante turns over to me, clutching his heavily bleeding stomach tightly, tears flowing down his eyes like a stream, silently begging me to help him. One look into his eyes is all I needed to know that he can't take the torture anymore. One more strike and he will be gone for good. When Sebastian raises his hands for another stab, I don't hesitate to put an end to his heartless act. “Stop! You fucking bastard! Stop hurting him. I accept you. I…please, just let Dante go. You can have me. Just leave him out of this." I blurt out, my voice sounding like a frog's as my emotions overwhelm me. The female guard lets go of me the moment the words fall out of my mouth and I collapse, tired and afraid, sobs wrecking through my body. Sebastian smiles widely, drops the sword with a loud clank and rushes over to me. He pulls up and pulls me in for a kiss, completely ignoring the tears on my lips. When he pulls away from the kiss, he gives me a small smile, then turns to the guard still awkwardly standing there. “Prepare for the coronation, Lila. I just found a new queen." “Yes Alpha," she bows and walks out of the cell, leaving me Dante and the psychopath that is unfortunately my mate alone. There's a tense silence as my frantic mind battles between going to help Dante and staying with my mate. Going to Dante would most likely rekindle Sebastian's anger so I cancel the idea the moment it comes. Sebastian walks around me like a predator ready to attack its prey.“Ava Hayes. What a sweet little name for a sweet little girl." My grief, pain and sadness suddenly morphs into extreme anger and I want nothing more than to inflict Sebastian with more pain than he inflicted on Dante. “Who the hell are you?" I hiss, baring my canines at him in a threatening manner. “Sebastain Wolfe. And you, my dear, would become the Luna of Crescent Pack in less than twenty-four hours." The world stops as the name “crescent pack" is repeatedly chanted in my head like a mantra. My world crumbles like the wall of Jericho as the pack I'm in and the Alpha I'm mated to invades my head like a plague. I gag, almost retching up bile as memories of the things I've seen and the stories I've heard about Crescent Pack running through my head like a short movie on display. “I can't. No, I can't be mated to you. That's impossible. You're the devil himself." I stutter, creating distance between me and the heartless Alpha. He says nothing but just watches my movements, his previously joyful expression being replaced by a blank calculated look. “I don't want you, Sebastian. Even if Dante isn't in the picture, I can't want you. You're are a fucking monster. You killed…" He cuts me off, his evil eyes staring into my soul. “It is amusing that you think you have a choice, darling. I'll kill your pretty little boyfriend if you don't behave." “Kill him. Fucking kill him. When you are done, I'd love you to kill me too. I would rather watch you kill my man and kill me after than be with you." The bile I managed to keep down my throat forces itself out of my mouth the moment I remember how I let Sebastian kiss me a few seconds ago. I puke all the contents of my stomach, trying also to vomit the guilt, fear, and regret I felt. I can't be mated to Sebastian Wolfe. I can't be mated to the Alpha of Crescent Pack. What sick game is fate pulling on me? Is this the punishment I get for everything I said to my father? Is this a punishment for eloping with my lover? It can't be a punishment, can it? The moon goddess wouldn't possibly give me a punishment ten times worse than my crime, would she? Mating me to a man that cuts the fingers of his prisoners off and forcefully feeding it to them? Mating me to a man that kills any of his subjects that does as much as looking at him. Mating me to a man that killed his own wife? The moon goddess would be so cruel to do such a thing to me, would she? This must be a nightmare. It must! “Since you've clearly made up your mind, I'll gladly grant your request and make sure you and your lover have the most painful death in the history of deaths."SEBESTIAN I stepped into the forensic office, my anger coiling tight behind my chest. Everything about this case screamed calculated cruelty…and I needed evidence, something solid, to lock Dove away before she spiraled completely out of control.I forced myself to breathe. Keep it together. You're the Alpha.The doctor in charge looked up, adjusting his gloves. He stood, bowed briskly, and said, “Alpha Sebastian, if you’d follow me, please.”I nodded and followed him past rows of cold metal tables. The air smelled faintly of antiseptic and iron. I glanced around, bracing myself.“This way,” he said, opening a curtain. Inside lay the corpse. Draped in a white sheet, there were no signs of forced entry….no fingerprint smudges, no DNA. Nothing. It was… flawless.My jaw clenched.“Look,” the doctor pointed. “Multiple stab wounds. Very precise. The blood was thoroughly cleaned. The victim was given a complete change of clothes before being hanged in public. For everyone to see.”I swall
AVAA cold chill ran down my spine, the kind that makes your skin crawl before your brain catches up. I stopped walking and turned sharply, my eyes sweeping across the shadows of the night. The trees swayed lazily in the breeze, branches casting eerie patterns on the ground. The silence was heavy, too heavy. Something about it didn’t feel right.That feeling again…..the gnawing weight that someone was watching me.I clenched my fists by my side, trying to shake it off. Maybe I was being paranoid. Maybe it was the darkness, the tension, the pressure of everything building up in my chest. But something inside me refused to calm down.One last scan of the area.Nothing moved.No one.Just the trees, the faint sound of wind, and the quiet hum of the palace far off in the distance.I exhaled and turned to head back to the car. The gravel crunched beneath my boots, loud and intrusive. I wanted to run. I wanted to look back again. But I didn’t.Then my phone rang.I jumped.My hand flew to
Ava I rolled on the bed tiredly, my body sinking into the mattress like it wanted to disappear. But my mind wouldn’t let me rest. I sighed in frustration and sat up, brushing my fingers through my hair.Ever since Sebastian left, I hadn’t been able to shake the image of that old man. The one I saw in my dream….or was it a vision? Either way, he wouldn’t leave my thoughts. His eyes, his face, the urgency in his silence… it all felt like more than just a dream. Like a warning.A warning from Dove.I knew it. I could feel it in my bones.She wasn’t working alone. Someone else was helping her. Someone dangerous, someone just as determined. Maybe even more so. But who? Who was pulling strings behind the scenes while Dove played the broken, bitter puppet?Caleb said he saved her from the fire that night. That she ran away from him. But where did she go? What happened after that? And why now? Why did she choose this exact moment to return and cause chaos? Why not years ago?The questions
Sebastian"I’ll take my leave," I said, rising to my feet after spending nearly two hours watching a movie with her after dinner.I didn’t want to go…not really. But I had to.There were too many things I needed to take care of. I couldn’t afford the comfort of just sitting here pretending like nothing was going on. There’s a murderer out there, and Dove… she’s spiraling faster than I expected. If I don’t act quickly, she’s going to do something far worse than what she’s already done.Ava walked me to the door with a smile playing on her lips. She looked lighter tonight. Maybe it was the movie. Or the wine. Or maybe…for the first time in a long time…she felt safe. With me."You’re still going to train me tomorrow, right?" she asked, leaning on the doorframe, hugging her arms close to her body. There was something about the way she asked that made my chest ache. Like she needed something to anchor her. Someone."Of course," I said, forcing a grin, but even I could hear how strained
AVA'S POV"You're not coming in with me, are you?" I asked him, wishing deeply that he would say, No, I'm coming in with you.He turned to face me, letting go of the steering wheel. "Do you want me to come in?"Fuck. He turned the tables on me.I sighed and gave him a tight smile. If I said yes, he’d know I wanted him to stay. And I did. I didn’t want to be alone tonight…not after what I just encountered. The Queen Dowager’s eyes… they still haunted me.But could I really handle his presence? His presence that made me forget the world even existed outside the one I shared with him.And if I said no… he’d leave. And I’d be alone again."If you want to," I said quickly, opening the door. I flipped the decision back to him. It was his move now. I hoped he would stay."Okay," he said just as I slammed the door shut.I heard the engine ignite.What the heck?He’s leaving?I rolled my eyes hard as I watched him slowly turn the car around.My heart sank. I didn’t know why... but I was alread
NARRATOR’S POV "Do you have to do that?" Dante asked as he stepped inside, his voice rising with frustration.Dove didn’t flinch. She didn’t even look up. Her long fingers kept tapping the side of the wooden drum in rhythm, echoing softly through the stone cave. Her gown dragged behind her like mist, and her expression remained unreadable."What do you mean?" she asked, still focused on the sound her fingers created."You killed a man, Dove. That old man hanging on the tree? That wasn’t part of the plan," he snapped, stepping closer.She chuckled lightly, coldly. “C’mon Dante, we needed to make a move already. Sebastian is too comfortable. This will shake him. Push him.”"Push him into what?" Dante’s voice deepened, frustration burning beneath his skin. "Into a war? Into another bloodbath?”“He’ll come to his senses,” she muttered.Dante grabbed her hand, firm, stopping her fingers mid-drum. She looked up at him then, annoyed.“But by any chance,” he said slowly, searching her eyes,