Chapter 6

The rainfall represented the tears that were pouring down my eyes in waves. So much that I could hardly see as my heart beat so loud and fast, I thought it was going to give up on me.

“No please!” I beg in the most desperate voice I've ever heard come out of me as my whole body shook with fear and pain. So much that I didn't care that I was humiliating myself even more by desperately begging, and crawling through the muddy floor.

He didn't even look at me

He didn't even care that I was loosing my mind.

My tears meant nothing to him.

“Don't reject me, I beg you!” I roared out as he opened his mouth to say the words that I knew very well would come out of his mouth with the way he looked at me with disgust.

“I, Alpha Ryder reject…” He started, and my chest immediately tore into pieces as a scream tore out of me.

It was one that woke the whole pack and had them at the scene in seconds.

The terror in my voice even had the warriors come out prepared, thinking there was an attack.

“...Yewa Rhalda as my mate.” He said without a care in the world, and left me there to carry the pain of being rejected on my own.

I didn't know it was possible and everyone still talked about how my human body produced the saddest wolf howl they had ever heard.

To them it was just a painful sight that rarely happened but was not impossible.

To them, I was just exaggerating

To them, I was a power hungry thief and only mourned that hard for him because I wanted to be Luna.

But I lost everything that day, including myself.

“Yewa, can you hear me?” I hear a familiar voice ask as bright light invaded my blurry eyes. As if opening my eyes wasn't painful enough, I immediately felt a sharp pain in my throat, down to my stomach.

I was not new to pain but this was gut wrenching.

It was like a thousand needles pricking me internally, and as much as I tried to not react, I couldn't.

“Do something!” I heard the General roar out as my low groans suddenly turned into terrified screams.

My whole body spasmed without my permission and as I trashed around, I felt someone hold me and although that did nothing much to relieve the sharp pain I felt inside, it gave me comfort.

So much comfort that I could not help but relax a bit.

The next few minutes were like that, and as the pain slowly subsided, I automatically became calmer and could now see my surroundings.

It was the General holding me, the doctor staring at me like I was a witch, and two women throwing me daggers with their eyes. A dagger that I threw right back.

“Why am I here?” I ask, somehow not remembering exactly what brought me here.

The last thing was the meal.

That meal

Oops.

“You knew it was poisoned, didn't you?” Mr. You know who asks as if he knew exactly what I was thinking, and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes, as although I derived not in annoying people, he looked like he would not hesitate to snap my neck, painfully slow.

Avoiding his gaze, I just stare at the ceiling blankly.

The dream still fresh and reliving that memory was gut wrenching.

“I'm talking to you.” He said again, the anger dripping from every word he spoke, and I immediately heard the other people in the room shuffling away, quietly.

They seemed to be so scared of him in this moment, and it piqued my curiosity because all he did was talk angrily.

“Leave me alone.” I said with my voice a little shaky, turning to look at him and immediately cleared my throat when I saw how he looked at me.

He was literally just very angry about a second ago and now he looked like he was worried about me.

I wondered for a bit whether he lost a few screws but soon realized that he was probably just annoyed that I didn't die.

Yeah, that makes more sense.

“Why are you trying to kill yourself?” He asks and I had to do a double take due to the tone of his voice as it sounded like he was genuinely concerned, but I was no fool.

I'm a commander from the tribe that he despises the most.

He knows that I have killed quite a number of his men.

I am a war hostage.

There is no reason why he should be concerned about me.

“If you want information about my pack, just ask for it. It's better for you to torture it out of me than pretend you're concerned.” I said to him, trying to stand up and remove the needles in my arm but the elbow that held me up, collapsed on me, and again, I was immediately enveloped again in his arms.

As soon as my brain registered that his skin touched mine, I immediately jump away from away from him like fire, taking him by surprise but he moved away.

While I understand that he was currently not trying to hurt me, I didn't want to be close to him or any other man.

I knew myself, and knew how easy it was for me to like the comfort his arms were providing.

If my love for a mate that I hadn’t even met yet didn't tell you, yeah that's me and I'll be damned if I I let anyone get to me like that again.

Breaking out of my thoughts, I see him move away from me and standing in the corner of the room.

He stood as still as a pole that was built into the room and just stared at me.

“You need to rest, I'll watch over you.” He said, folding his arms while still staring at me like a hawk.

“How can I possibly sleep when a tiger general is staring at me so intently. Who knows, you might just kill me in my sleep.” I said to him with a raised brow, obviously challenging him to banter with me, but he just sighed and walked towards the door which already made me smile because i thought i had annoyed him enough to leave me alone

“I mean, who would want to deal with that” I thought to myself, internally snickering, but my smile was once again wiped off my face by him doing the opposite.

Instead of walking out like I thought he would, he just pulled a chair and sat in front of me. Now, he was even closer than he was when he stood at the other side of the room.

“Sleep.”