Chapter 5 Chapter 4

Evelyn

It took a while before Kieran stood up to his feet and sound of clothes ruffling could be heard. My body tightening, I waited for him in a bated breath. He soon reached behind me and after rearranging my position to his satisfaction, started to caress his hardness against my sex. Spreading me farther, he rammed himself inside me and I had to bite my lips to keep myself from screaming, blood spilling from it.

His weight rendering me immobile, he pressed me deeper into the bed and he continued and I did my best to stop myself from crying although painful whimpers still escaped my lips. It was still painful, even worse than last night as my entire body was still aching but I refused to give him the pleasure of seeing me cry. Quietly, I took the assault and waited till he found his release before crumblng to the bed, letting the tears flow freely.

His release dripped from inside me and the disgust multiplied inside me. Without waiting for his order, I struggled down from his bed and started to limp out of his chambers.

"I didn't ask you to leave." His cold voice stopped me and I froze.

"I'm sorry master." I whispered, doing my best to stand to my feet. He walked closer to me, inspecting me. I could feel his gaze on me as he stared at my bruises, a blank look on his face. He glanced at my face and his eyes narrowed. "Still defiant? You better get rid of that or you'll suffer immensely."

I didn't say anything, just continued to look at me entire, my body hurting, tears slipping from my eyes.

"Why did you kill my mate and my pup?" He asked.

"I already told you, I didn't kill her. You did. She died because of you." I gritted out through clenched teeth.

"Still holding on to this claim?" He barks at me.

"Because it's the truth." I reply back.

He gripped my neck, turning me to face him as his eyes glowered in the dim lighting, changing colors as his wolf fought to dominate him. Although he's not using force, I still find it hard to breathe. Whispering, he started down at me. "I wanted to show you mercy but it looks like you don't deserve it. This treatment will continue until you have learned your lesson and finally admit the truth. Get out of my sight."

He shoved me away and I stumbled to the ground. Strengthening my resolve, I pick myself up and limp out of his room, feeling unbearable pain. I try to reach for my wolf but it seemed she had gone mute. Only when I'm alone do I allow myself to cry, sniffing.

I hurt so much but I won't crumble. Not now, not evet. With a heart filled with determination and a spirit unyielding, I embraced the darkness, knowing that within it lay the seeds of my redemption. The battle was far from over, but I was ready to reclaim my destiny and rewrite the cruel fate that had been thrust upon me.

Alpha king keiran.

Fury coursed through me as I watched Evelyn leave my room, her defiance ringing in my ears. With a repressed groan, I smashed a goblet of wine to the wall, The broken things scattered around the room showed how angry I was. Running a hand through my hair, I let out a huff, growling. How could she challenge my authority like that? And why did she make me feel so conflicted?

In frustration, I slammed my fist against the wall, momentarily easing the pain in my chest. I carried the weight of loss, a constant reminder of the things I gave up for power and control. Taking deep breaths, I tried my earnest to calm myself down. Loneliness seeped into me, reminding me of the solitary life I had chosen.

Every day, I felt the deep pain of my mate and pup's absence, like a constant ache in my soul. They were taken away from me, their lives cut short by the cruel hands of fate. I was supposed to protect them, to be their leader, but I failed. The guilt haunted me always, tearing at my heart and threatening to consume me entirely.

It's true that I had earned a reputation as a tough and ruthless alpha king. My upbringing was harsh, lacking love or kindness. Survival was all that mattered, and I knew from an early age that showing any weakness would only lead to more suffering. Yet, in the midst of that darkness, a spark of tenderness blossomed when I found my mate.

Evelyn's accusations haunted me deeply. Could it really be true? Was I the reason my mate died? The thought hurt like a sharp knife, reopening wounds that had never truly healed. The memories of that tragic night played before my eyes, a vivid reminder of the terrible things I had done. Not wanting to dwell on it, I went on to grab another bottle of wine, chugging it down my body. Still, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't shake what the things she said.

Her words kept echoing in my head, a harsh truth I couldn't ignore any longer. Maybe I was responsible for her death—the one who had awakened something in me, a glimpse of compassion and vulnerability. I used to resent those feelings, fearing they would make me weak, but now I realize how wrong I was.

My mind drifted back to Evelyn. I had planned to kill her, trying to get rid of the reminder of my past failures. But my wolf stopped me, sensing something in her that deserved to survive. So instead, I decided to keep her as a servant, a twisted way to control the chaos that threatened to consume me.

Despite my control over her, there was no comfort in it. The fiery anger and thirst for revenge that once consumed me had faded, leaving an emptiness that echoed throughout my kingdom. She served as a constant reminder of my own flaws, of the monstrous person I had become. But I couldn't give in to those feelings, the last thing I wanted was to tarnish my image.

I hated how my heart yearned for her, despising myself for giving in to such vulnerability. Our connection and her spark of life ignited conflicting feelings within me.

Grief and regret overwhelmed me, chaining me to my past. The weight of my actions burdened me heavily, and I couldn't shake it off. I knew I was heading down a destructive path, but the allure of power and control still tempted me, trapping me in a cycle of torment.

And so, I embraced my torment, knowing that I deserved every ounce of pain that haunted me. Until the ache subsided, Evelyn would remain in my service, her presence a constant reminder of the choices I had made. For now, I would bury my regrets beneath a mask of indifference, a facade that concealed the shattered pieces of my soul.