Chapter 3 3
Phoebe~~
He started coming closer to me, his expression unpredictable.
I tried pushing my butt backwards only to hit it on a wall, and when I turned, I noticed it was a pillar.
‘Goddess help me, this man can't thrust me with his filthy shaft.’ I almost broke up in tears, not just because I was scared, but because I couldn't get myself to believe that I was avoiding the man I always longed for.
When he was just two feet away from me, I raised my voice, more like a command, “Stop! Just stop already!!" Then I stood up, my chest rose and fell hastily. “It's fine. I'll just strip for you.”
But deep down, I fucking didnt want to. I knew he was going to punish me with his shaft and I would feel pains instead of pleasures. But with how things were, I had no option if I had to live.
‘Dying isn't an option. Even if I should die, I must save my people from his hostage first.’ I thought to myself, and just those words comforted me a bit and I began undressing.
I first pulled out the net dress I was putting on that only a certain area was thick and concealed my nipples. The moment I dropped the net on the floor, my boobs bounced before him.
He gazed, but I didn't notice a flicker of pleasure in his eyes. Where did they all go?
Knox, when we were dating, gobbled on my body like his meal. Just by staring at my face, he gets hard…but now, he doesn't seem to be seeing someone important any longer, but his whore.
In the blink of an eye, I loosened the skirt from my waist, and then pulled away the string panties too. A chilly breeze caressed my bare pùssy and I swallowed the saliva that formed in my mouth.
Could he just view my nude and go? For someone he hates this much, he shouldn't be thinking of claiming me right?
But a strange idea clicked into my mind.
‘Is he planning to parade me like this around his pack because I stabbed one of his masses? That shit shouldn't happen. I would rather take my life here than experience such a shame…’
“On all fours!”
Those three words boomed in my ears.
“What…what did you just say?” I couldn't contain the shock that filled my chest. It would be better if I was hearing things.
He stepped closer, and then his lips moved, “On. All. Fours.”
Moon goddess!
I rubbed my index fingers in my ears, pretending I didn't hear him.
“If you waste my time, I'll have my guards help you with that.” he added, this time, more coldly.
A knot twisted in my gut.
Have his guards? Like, they would see my nude?
Should I just slap him? He was acting like the victim, whereas I was the one who lost. If he were the one who lost his family, and his pack members were taken hostages, would he agree to be claimed by his enemy?
But even if I ran, I'd get nothing but punishments. Why the fuck did that assassin hold me back? If I had continued running, he wouldn't have found me, and I would train and get ready to avenge my parents, then take my people.
I released a hanging breath, and without even giving him a glance, I began going to my knees like he ordered.
‘Phoebe, it's better to act lowly before him, then pull him down in one way, or we are going to be killed if we act rashly.’ my wolf uttered, but I didn't even mind. ‘Do you even know how deadly he is? I don't want to die.’
I don't want to die either. At least, I should make my parents rest well by avenging them.
Even if it would cost my life, I should also save my people.
My chest was so heavy that I feared it would explode. I shut my eyes so tight, hoping not to see what he was going to do with me, but tears still welled in there and I struggled to hold them back.
I tightened my fingers into a fist, the pounding of my heart so loud in my ears.
“Spread your legs!”
As ordered, I obeyed, sobbing silently and hoping for this phase to pass already.
Yet, I didn't even feel his presence around me. Instead, a loud voice said from the doorpost…
“Alpha, there was a weird attack in the club, and three men who started it were captured. They are in the throne room.”
Shivers ran down my spine. I tried to fathom what they meant by a weird attack and couldn't even get it.
By the time I raised my face, he was already towards the door.
“You'd better wait for me here.” came his command and then he twitched out and slammed the door behind himself.
My heart skipped a beat, but I exhaled deeply and sat on the floor. I tried my best until I was able to regulate my breathing, so I leaned towards the pillar and made my posture comfortable.
What next? When he returns, what will he do to me? Am I supposed to be naked until he returns?
I was so baffled.
“It's a pity that I escaped from the club and got caught. Now, how would I do that here in his palace? I can't stand going to that club.” I wiped the perspiration on my forehead and sighed. “If he stops taking me there, then I will be the good girl he wants until I overthrow his plans and exact mine. But I doubt he will, and that's why I don't even know my fate here.”
I stayed for so long in that room, overthinking and trying to understand what my life had turned into and even dozed off in minutes.
…
When I woke up, I was covered in a duvet, laid on a bed, and I heard the chatting of females around the corner.
I struggled to open my eyes and they were all busy with one thing or the other, but one of them quickly noticed me sitting and signaled the others.
Just like that, they all stood and began leaving.
“Hey!” I jumped off from the bed and rushed to the last lady about to leave too. “Where are you going? What am I doing here? How did I get here?”
She glared at me like I was a rival and forcefully yanked her arm away from mine. With a hiss, he dashed out and slammed the door heavily.
I took a deep gulp, “Did she just ignore me?” I scoffed and looked at my body. “Whats this cloth? Slave wear? Do slaves lie on the bed?”
It wasn't making sense, but even after hours elapsed, no one came into the room. I didn't eat, not even a drop of water. I got so weak that I had to sit on the floor lazily, murmuring what only I knew about.
By the time I looked out through the window, it was dark, and signified that another day was ending. One thing I feared was being taken to that club, because it was another time again.
“Step out!” I heard someone say to me from the doorpost. “Aren't you awake yet?”
I was. I had no strength to speak, so I just moved to the door since it was a woman speaking.
As I opened it and locked eyes with her, she ordered, “Follow me!”
Again?
With no choice, I followed her out of the building completely.
We stepped into another building some miles away and she took me in.
I looked intently only to see Knox seated on an alpha throne, and a man beside him. Three men knelt before them too, but the lady who came with me left immediately.
My jaw dropped. I couldn't move closer.
“Get here!” I heard an order from Knox, and two men I didn't know where they came from grabbed me and dropped me on the floor, just beside the three men. “Take a look at those men,” he said again.
I licked my lips, my fingers fidgeting while I slowly turned to see who those men were.
My eyes grew wide when I recalled them—my father's guards.
I looked at Knox, with fear gripping me. “What did they do? Why are they here?”
He pulled a straight face and answered, “They escaped prison, invaded my club, and raised an attack. What punishment suits them, whore princess?”
Whore princess? Who the fuck is he to call me that?
I almost forgot that it wasn't time for that or we would all meet our demise, so I said to him, “Could you pardon them and let me pay for their crimes?”
“Even when their penalty is death?!” he asked and I nodded.
There was no difference between me and the dead, and I wouldn't even blame them for acting that way.
“And you forgot that I own your life? Tonight, you'd spread those legs for my clients.” he stood with a dirty smirk across his face. “Phoebe, learn to live or I'll force you to.” he added and stretched his hands towards the other man standing beside him.
I watched as the man handed a pistol to him and he pulled the trigger.
Goosebumps covered my skin. I shook my head, crawling with my knees towards him. “Please don't do this. You can punish them, but don't take their lives….
Then came the sound of a fired bullet.
Once. Twice. Thrice.
My muscles weakened. I turned backwards to see the men all dropped to the ground, lying on their blood.
I tried to cry but couldn't, not even a single tear came out. My chest tightened in both guilt and anger.
Knox killed them before my eyes. He killed them like they were nothing.
I rushed towards their bodies and checked their pulse and it wasn't responding.
Hot sweat pulled in my body. My blood froze that instant.
The growling of my wolf could be confused with yelping, because we were in pain.
“Take her out and get her ready to leave for the club. Harm a single soul there and watch me kill more.” His irritating voice rang in the air.
So this was his plan? Kill my people if I refuse to obey?