Chapter 30

I stared at him in horror and shock. Fear slowly trickled through my body, and I trembled. He was the man of my nightmares.

"Long time," he commented as if we were at a tea party, engaged in a tête-a-tête. Slowly, so slowly, that my blood chilled with fear, he walked towards me.

"How did you manage to get in?" I asked, struggling to keep my voice strong. Fear consumed me from inside.

"Magic, dearie," he smirked, "The stupid Alpha would have expected that. I always knew you were going to be an Alpha's mate, but you chose the wrong one. Tut-tut."

"Damien's going to kill you," I spoke weakly, memories of fifteen years ago haunting me. Nightmares which I had worked at so hard to keep them at the back of my mind.

"Your Alpha isn't going to do shit," he growled. "You are mine. Fucking mine. I told you that long ago, but you had to take your sorry ass to the Elders' office, didn't you?"

"You already have a mate." I protested feebly.

"So do you." He was standing right in front of me. I swallowed, fear consuming me.

"Please..." I pleaded, knowing what was going to come next. All the nightmares I had suppressed came back.

***

"Hanna. Can I see you in my office, please?" The Alpha asked as I skipped away from my Dad's office. I looked at him with surprise.

"What for?" I asked, knowing what his reputation was with girls. I wasn't stupid. All the girls talked about how he 'did' stuff to them, and then threatened them with dire consequences if they told anyone.

"I have to give you some files, pass them on to your father for me," he said, his irritation clearly seeping into his voice.

"Uh... Okay," I stuttered, following him into his office.

"So Hanna, do you have a boyfriend?" he asked, as he scrambled around his desk.

"No."

His eyes met mine and I immediately felt disgusted. He looked as creepy and even as a twelve-year-old I got it. The look he was giving me. One of pure lust. It disgusted me.

"Have you been kissed?"

"Yes," I spat out. "Can I have the files?"

Instead of giving me the files, he walked towards me, cornering me. I cowered and he smirked. Within a bat of an eyelid, he grabbed my wrists "Let me go!" I yelled.

"These are soundproof walls dearie," he smirked. I yelled at the top of my voice, hoping someone would hear. He glared at me.

"Shut the fuck up," he growled, "If you fucking shout again, I will tie you up naked outside and ask people to fuck you."

That effectively shut me up. I cried as his hands moved down toward my panties and just then the door burst open, and Tyler walked in.

***

"We are going to finish what your brother interrupted," he smirked and I choked on my breath.

"No, Damien is going to be here any second," I said.

He chuckled, "That's what you think. I have mangled in him such a mess that it will take him all night to figure it out."

I stared at him with wide eyes. "Please," I begged, "Don't do this. Damien will kill you, what will you get?"

He smirked, "You. I will get you."

Tears pooled in my eyes. I desperately sent a message to Damien through the mind link. Fucking work! I yelled in my mind, hoping he would get the message.

"There are warriors outside."

"They cannot hear a word from here. The magic is strong, dearie. No one here, but you and me. And unfinished business."

I knew that it was all over. I closed my eyes, sending desperate messages to Damien from the mind link. Why the fuck wasn't it working.

"I will fuck you so hard, you will be begging for more," he spoke and my eyes flew open.

"No!" I yelled, tears blurring my vision. "Please no!"

Before he could say anything, I ran out of the room, fast as I could. Just as I was about to reach the stairs, he was behind me. He grabbed and pinned me against the wall.

"Please," I pleaded.

"You are fucking mine," he growled.

"Hanna!"

"You son of a fucking bitch!"