Chapter 3
Sapphire.
It took a while before he came back, he scraped his chair to sit in front of me. His smug face made me want to spit in his face.
“Do you know how long I have been planning to enact my revenge on your pack?” He asked, I shook my head, “I have no idea what goes on in your mind but I am sure you have a good reason for putting people out of their homes.” I snapped, He glared at me but otherwise didn’t say anything, “Your father killed my parents.”
I didn’t react, but that only seemed to fuel his hatred for me.
“You knew, didn’t you?”
I shook my head, “What I know doesn’t matter, the circumstances surrounding your parents‘ deaths might be false.”
“I refuse to believe the daughter of an evil man, your pack members say you are almost like your father. Vicious and cruel just like he was.” He informed me.
I resisted the urge to close my eyes, “of course, I am my father’s daughter after all.” I remarked snidely.
He cleared his throat, his expression confused.
I sighed, my attitude would get me nowhere.
Look, you can’t believe everything they tell you. My stay in that pack even though I am the Alpha’s daughter wasn’t all that. I was bullied and they hate me so it’s normal they will want to sully my name.”
He didn’t look like he believed me, “right.”
A part of me wished I got through to him, my father might not be the poster child for good parenting but that didn’t mean that I wanted him to die.
He raised me no matter how bad he was.
“Let’s see to that, shall we?”
He zoned off, mind linking his guards.
My body tensed in preparation for what was about to come, one by one he brought up my father’s council members who in turn spilled all the evil things my father had done.
I almost laughed, so now they want to go against their oaths as council members. Pathetic.
They went as far as involving her with her father, saying she was as evil and had committed as many crimes as the one who birthed her.
When the last person left, he turned to me.
“Do you have anything to say for yourself?”
“No,”
“Not even for defense?”
“You already believe what they told you but like I said, everything is not what it seems. My father might have been a bad man but those people you called in here to give their testimonies were just as bad as every bit of him.”
“Of all people to be mated to, the moon goddess had to choose you. I must be cursed.” He growled.
I didn’t react, the words cut deeper than his blatant rejection at the ceremony but I refused to show it.
“What am I going to do with you?” He asked, “You can let me go, please. It’s okay if you don’t want the mate bond but keeping me here will do you no good.” I pleaded with him.
He chuckled but didn’t say anything.
A guard came over and handed him something which he handed to me, somehow the thought of him giving me a gift of some sort made the hostage situation a lot easier to handle.
I grabbed the box with both hands, “go on, open it.” He urged me.
I opened the box slowly, and my heartbeat increased as his smile did.
I opened the box and gasped, a small scream tore out of me
“M…my… I couldn’t get the words out.
He laughed as he watched me freak out, my father’s head was in the box. His lifeless eyes stare up at me. It was going to haunt me forever.
“You killed him?” I whispered, He nodded, “You killed my father.”
“I spent years plotting my revenge against your family, for everything your father took away from me. And I am going to torture you till I am
satisfied.”
I swallowed, his threats were not empty. For some reason, he was able to resist the mate bond.
My chest heaved, and I couldn’t breathe anymore. The image of my father’s eyes burned into my memory.
I focused on my breathing just like Onyx taught me. I closed my eyes, drowning out the noise as I brought myself back on the verge of sanity. I
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opened my eyes and he was looking at me.
A look I couldn’t decipher was in his eyes. A tear slipped out, my resolve breaking every minute.
“Please let me go,” I whimpered.
Something flashed in his eyes but his grin remained, “Not until I tell you a little story of how your father killed my parents.”
“Please don’t.” I couldn’t remember my father’s last moments as a killer and a torturer.
“I am not giving you much of a choice, am I?”
“No, I don’t want to hear it. I don’t care about the choice you are giving me. You already killed him, isn’t that enough for you? Or did killing him fail to bring back your dead parents?” I asked, I felt the sting before he did, and it took me a moment to realize that he just hit me. My head flew back
and I tasted blood..
I stared up at him, not reacting to this either. If he was going to kill me then I won’t let him have the satisfaction of seeing me weak or helpless.
“Did it make you feel better?” I asked.
“No, it didn’t but it shut you up, didn’t it?”
My wolf whimpered, still lying where she was during the ceremony. She was sulking. Her mate didn’t want her and yet, he hit her. There is only so much a wolf can take.
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