Chapter 3

Nyx’s Pov

“Alpha Caspian," the guard called.

Alpha Caspian…. I've never heard of an alpha with that name before. He was definitely not from the neighboring Nashville town.

" What is it?” Alpha Caspian uttered.

" Which of your mistresses should we release? That fool is making a scene again,” the guard explained.

“Deal with it yourself,” he sighed, clenching his fist. “You can go."

The guard didn't move after Caspian dismissed him, his face was blank but his stance was firm like he feared what would happen if he left… or maybe it was something else.

Caspian turned his head slightly, “What are you still waiting for? Can't you see I'm busy?” His expression was getting slightly irritated.

“I just thought…giving them the last two would not favor you and it's my job to look after you.”

“I didn't ask that from you. Just do what I asked you and stop poking around.” His voice was calm and quiet, like he was holding back the urge to kill.

The man moved closer to Caspian, he didn't look at me but I saw the amusement in his eyes as he approached Caspian.

I sat quietly, managing my attention drifted away from them but my ears were strained to listen to what they were talking about.

He leaned in, “I assume if we give out the rest of your mistresses, there'll be no one left to ease your pain.” He said in a hushed voice, but loud enough for me to hear.

Caspian didn't respond immediately, I caught the tension in his jaw. Whatever pain they were talking about it wasn't something he'd like to hear.

“And I said, you should take care of it.” He finally said, “Handle it as you've always done and nothing must go wrong or your life goes with it.”

The man nodded and headed towards the door, slipping out silently.

Caspian and I were alone again. I stayed in place, frozen and still sitting on the edge of the bed they had thrown me into.

Then Caspian turned to me, his gaze was eerily uncomfortable.

“Get up,” he said.

I couldn't move at first. I heard everything and pretended not to, did he catch on? What was he going to do, molest me?

He stepped closer, and lifted my chin, “Didn't you hear me? I said get up.”

I stood slowly and gently, unsure of what would come next. For some reason, I was more curious than scared.

“Take off your dress.” He said sharply,

My breath caught in my throat

“What?” I yelled loudly.

I expected a lot of things but certainly not this.

“This jerk.” I thought to myself.

“i didn't stutter and I certainly wasn't speaking another language. You heard me, take your damn clothes off,” he said.

“Don't you think it's wrong for you to tell me to take off my dress? That's totally inappropriate.” I protested, clutching unto my dress.

He chuckled and my whole body hitched.

Rage and humiliation flushed through me. They were all the same, of course…. Why did I think otherwise ?

“If you want to kill me or torture me, do it. You want to make me your slave like Draven asked….”

“Draven?” He muttered.

“Yes, Draven! Why? You brought me from his pack. So, kill me if you want to. That'll be much better than living my life as a mistress for someone who trades people like possessions.”

He scoffed.

“But you are my possession.” he said as he pressed his index finger on my lips. “So, take off your clothes as I asked or I'll stop being nice.”

“Never!”

I know I shouldn't be this brave… but even if ur meant I die I would not have some scumbag control me again.

Caspian sighed and looked me in the eyes. For a second I forgot how those silver colors of his eyes scared me, but after he talked casually? They looked pretty and fierce.

And

He chuckled, “What kind of man would you strip for, then? The man who deceived you or the one that sold you off?”

I stayed silent, completely out of words. He won. His words dug up things that had happened this past few days…. My mind drifted to Liam for a minute, “My son.” I muttered without knowing, an excessive drop of tears filled the holes in my eyes.

Caspian rolled his eyes and tossed something at me, a folded black dress.

“Change your dress.” He ordered. “Unless you'd rather walk through this pack looking like a stray.”

I hesitated, then turned my back. “Don't look," I muttered as I slipped into the dress. The fabric was soft and warm, expensive….I was sure. But it still felt like wearing someone else's skin..

When I turned around, he was already pulling a chair forward. He motioned to the one opposite him.

“Sit,” he ordered.

I obeyed, cautiously. He studied me for a moment before speaking.

“Where were you born?” he asked.

I blinked. The question caught me off guard. “Why does it matter?”

“I told you. I own you now and you listen to me. So, I'm asking questions, and you're still alive which means you have to answer them!”

I swallowed. Why was he all grumpy now? And what was that about his possession? I was definitely his slave.

“Aren't you going to answer?”

“You don't even know where your bought slave was born? Do you just buy things without checking?” I replied with a purpose of irritating him.

“So you agree now that you're my possession.”

“No! I agree I'm your slave.”

“Seriously? With that dress on you?”

“What does it matter? Why won't you just kill me?” I yelled.

He frowned, raised my chin, “And let everything I’ve been planning go to waste because of your ignorance?”

I frowned. “What are you planning? And what do you want to do with me!?”

“That's not your business. Just keep in mind you're alive because of me and I'll do anything to keep it that way.”

I narrowed my eyes, “So, you're not going to kill me?”

“No,” he said simply. “I took you from Draven. That means you owe me and you'll pay me back…. Soon.”

“I don't have anything to pay back. You should just kill me now or send me back to my son.”

He scoffed, “What makes you think you have a say in this?”

“Honestly I don't know," I admitted. “But what could I possibly have to give you?” I hissed, “I'm a ripped Luna, I am broken. You already have everything, except maybe respect—just like the other Alphas.”

A dangerous smile spread on his lips. “If only you were that sharp when you were with Zade,” he said mockingly. “Maybe then you'd have understood what love is.”

I snapped, “ I won't sit here and let you laugh at me. Put me out of your twisted game.”

“What about your son? You don't want to see him again?”

I froze, his voice dipped even lower. “You'd really let your sister win? And let Zade leave you like that? You are easier than I thought.”

I shook my head slowly. “It's pointless. I don't have the power to, it'll just be a fail and make things worse.”

Caspian leaned closer.

“Well…. What if we signed a deal?”