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."SEBASTIANI drive into the courtyard of the newly built mansion, heart pounding. The headlights carve through the late morning haze. I park the car. Ava sits beside me, arms crossed, anger etched into every line of her posture.Her voice is sharp. “What the heck is this place?”I meet her eyes in the rearview mirror. “It’s heavily guarded and monitored. No one can have access.”Her lip curls. “You mean you want to lock me up?”I turn off the engine. “I’m not locking you up. I’m just trying to protect you.”She shoves open her door. “Protect me from what exactly?” she yells, stepping out onto the gravel.I follow. “From everything. Your home was invaded. So was mine.”Her fists clench. “I can manage myself.”“No,” I say firmly. “You’re under my watch from now on.”She scoffs. The muscles in her arms flex. “You can’t do that,” she mutters, voice low.“I can,” I responded quietly. I stand tall. “And I will.”I opened the door of the house. “Come on.” I step away and nearly lose my breath
AVA“I’m sorry, but I need to talk to you,” his voice came again…loud, firm, laced with that same frustrating mix of concern and command he always carried.Sebastian.He’d been outside my door for hours now.I’d told the guards to keep him out, made it clear I didn’t want to see him. But he was the Alpha.There was only so much disobedience they could manage before they were forced to let him through.I saw him drive in.And I locked my door.I didn’t care that I was Luna.I didn’t care that he could easily force his way inside if he truly wanted to.I was done.The argument from yesterday kept looping in my head like a curse. His words, the guilt, the confession. The moment Dove returned, everything fell apart. It wasn’t just the fact that she was alive…it was the way he reacted. Like she still owned a piece of him. Like I never mattered at all.I told myself I was just a replacement.And maybe that was always the truth.“Ava,” he called again, softer this time. “Can you let me in?”
SEBASTIANCaleb wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth like it was nothing. Like it wasn’t a reminder of the chaos he’d stirred.“I’m done here,” Ava snapped, voice cutting through the stillness like a whip. Then she turned and stormed out of the building.I chased after her without thinking. My legs moved on instinct, but my heart beat in panic."Ava..." I called.She spun around so fast I almost crashed into her."What?" she snapped, her eyes blazing."You knew she was alive, didn’t you?""I just figured it out. Pieced it together over time.""And you're getting ready to discharge me now?"That hit harder than any blow Caleb could’ve landed."What do you mean by that?" I asked, my throat tight.She stepped closer, jabbing a finger into my chest. “You said I was her replacement. Isn’t that what you told me the first day I entered this goddamn pack? When you forced me to marry you?”"I—""You what?""I didn’t mean it like that.""You didn’t fight for her," she threw back, louder n
AVAI already knew things wouldn’t sum up.Not in this palace.Not with these people.Not even with Caleb.And Jatina? She had loyalty stitched into her silence, but silence wasn’t the same as trust. As long as she kept hiding the truth, she wasn’t on my side either.The palace walls whispered more than they spoke. And I was drowning in a language made of half-truths and glances that meant too much.That’s when the letter came.Folded twice, tucked beneath my pillow like a secret lover’s confession.No name. Just shaky handwriting that read:“Meet me. The old stables. Midnight.”That was it.No explanation.Just like all the other times…times that always led to bruises and blood or some new discovery that cracked the world open wider. I’d lost count of how many letters had tried to lure me to my doom. But this one... this one made my pulse hitch. Because despite everything, I went.I told Jatina.I had to tell someone.“I’m meeting someone,” I said, pretending to adjust my scarf in t
SEBASTIAN How can I tell Ava the truth?How can I ever look her in the eyes and say?I lied to her.I shouldn’t be Alpha. I shouldn’t be Luna’s mate. Hell, I shouldn’t even be breathing after what I’ve done. The weight of it drags on my spine, invisible but crushing. I deserve worse. Much worse.I cut across the west garden, the one where Dove always sat to paint when the morning mist blanketed the roses. She said the stillness helped her see better. “The world speaks louder when you stop trying to talk over it,” she used to say, her voice soft, her eyes knowing too much.That was the last place she ever painted.The portrait still rests in the gallery half-finished. A smear of red across the canvas where her brush must have slipped or… no, I don’t let myself finish the thought. Not out loud.I stood there, at the edge of her favorite bench, hands in my coat pockets, head bowed. Her presence lingers in the way the leaves sway slower in this part of the garden, like they’re grievin
AVAI sat on the edge of the hospital bed, the sterile scent of antiseptics clinging to the air. My fingers trembled as I wrapped my arms around my knees, trying to steady my racing heart. The word "Luna" echoed in my mind, not as a title of honor, but as a curse.The doctor's words replayed in my head: "You suffered from a traumatizing experience". He suggested I speak to Sebastian to lessen the burden. But how could I? He was part of the reason I was here.I needed answers.My phone was missing, likely left behind in the kitchen during the chaos. I had to contact my father, to let him know I was alive, just in case...The door creaked open, and Sebastian stepped in, hands in his pockets, eyes filled with concern."Where are you going?" he asked, his voice soft."Home," I replied, avoiding his gaze."The doctor hasn't discharged you.""I don't care."He sighed, "Fine, let's go.""My home, not yours."He looked taken aback. "What?""I'll go to my mansion, the Queen's chamber.""It