Chapter 30: Thirty

Luca

I picked Elena up, her body almost lifeless; most experienced wolves could not take such torture, and my father was making Elena go through all this.

    “Luca…” She spoke her voice almost out. She was going to recover soon; I just had to keep her down a bit and let her heal slowly.

As I was about to leave the secret room that she was kept in, some of my father’s men stopped me from passing.

"Move." I spoke softly without raising my voice.

"Boss's order, you are not to leave this place without his permission,” the guards spoke.

I recognised Theo; he was my father’s head of security, an experienced wolf who had trained almost all the young wolves in my pack.

    “Move away. You know pack rules." Four came in through the front door with his gun stacked with sliver bullets.

Theo laughed; he did not want to react.

"Drop the gun, Four; we all know you cannot be better than the teacher,” he said, and before Four could react, he had destabilised him and had his gun on Luca’s head.

"Move to the girl with you,” he told Luca.

Luca smiled and held on to Elena.

"I said, Move out of my way." He spoke again.

My eyes gleamed with determination as I swiftly disarmed Theo and the other guards. The metallic clatter of weapons hitting the floor echoed in the secret room. I moved with a grace that betrayed his training, each step a dance of precision.

As the guards stumbled back, Theo found himself at the mercy of my prowess. In a matter of seconds, I had the upper hand, holding Theo's own weapon against him. The tension in the air was palpable as Four, momentarily stunned, watched the scene unfold.

"And you cannot win against me, Theo. I am the Alpha of the pack now, and you have to respect me. Four!” I called out to him; I was not going to make sure this disrespect was not going to continue because of my father.

    “Punish him. Silver should be poured into his mouth,” I ordered.

Just as I was about to assert my authority and make my way to freedom with Elena, a stern voice cut through the charged atmosphere.

"Luca!" The authoritative tone belonged to none other than my father. The imposing figure of his father emerged from the shadows, his presence commanding instant respect.

I hesitated, my grip on the situation momentarily slipping. The guards, relieved at the arrival of their boss, regained composure.

"Release them, Luca," my father commanded, a stern expression on his face. I reluctantly obeyed, stepping back from Theo and the guards. The tension remained thick, a silent confrontation between father and son.

In that charged moment, I made a decision. "I won't leave her here," I declared, my gaze unwavering.

"Did I tell you that I was allowing you to leave? Stay with us for dinner,” he said.

I had always been disgusted by my father, but what he did was despicable.

"How dare you touch her? Am I the only one allowed to punish Elena? How long will you keep doing this? Disregarding my authority as Alpha makes every other person disrespect me too. I will not allow this to happen again." I stood up to my father for the first time in a long while.

He was shocked. I had always kept my distance from my father, and what he did today made me say what I had kept from him for the longest.

Elena needed urgent care, and he was wasting my time.

I took Elena in the car, passing my father and leaving all of them there.

"Four, bring the knife,” I said immediately.

He checked the back compartment and brought out the knife. I put the privacy guard on so no one could see what was happening there.

Four drove us home, and I, on the other hand, had to scrape the silver that was embedded in Elena’s skin.

Pulling off her clothes in the areas that were affected, I used the knife and cut out the pieces, not minding the burns on my fingers. Once I got them out, they started healing.

"Luca..." she said, opening her eyes.

"We will soon be home." I kissed her hand and covered her back.

By the time we reached home, Elena had already recovered. Her eyes met mine; she pretended to be asleep, but I did not want to react until we had gone inside.

"Come out." I opened the door for her to come down.

I was still so angry, and I did not want to overreact. She stood in the parlour and waited for me as I trusted the men who left after.

"What do you want from me?” She asked me.

I sat down while she sat, and I looked at her face. I did not want to stress her out after everything that happened today, but I had to because why would she entertain and even kiss hope?

"Obedience, Elena,” I replied.

Elena looked at me, trying to understand what I meant.

"Respect,” I added. The list could go on and on, but I had to leave it at that.

I was going to punish her for what she did earlier so that she would know who owned her.

I got up, went to a drawer in the parlour, and got a cane. Her eyes followed me until I sat down, and I could see the fear in her eyes.

    “Come over.”

She was reluctant and hesitant.

"Do not make me come to where you are.”

She came closer, and I bent her over and pulled up her skirt.

"I'm going to punish you for putting me in trouble and letting that bastard kiss you,” I told her.

   “Luca, please. Someone can walk in here  too."She pleaded, but I was not going to listen.

I hit the cane hard on her ass, and as it landed, she made some sound but tried to muffle it.

When I had caned her up to twelve times, I felt her tears running down my leg. Something about punishing her turned me on as my cock stiffened against her belly.

I helped her up, and she turned her face away from me.

"Strip completely, Elena,” I told her.

She looked at me shocked; she wanted to rebel, but she knew better.

"Do you want to be spanked this time?” I asked her.

She glanced back at me, and I knew she felt me pressing against her back. She could feel my hardness.

"I will not let you fuck me,” she said.