Chapter Two

Elena’s pov

“Alpha Graham demands your presence in his office.” The maid said after she had walked into my room.

With my back turned to her, I felt her presence when she walked in without knocking. The open luggage in front of me was filled with my clothes, yet for over an hour I had stayed rooted to my spot, only tears flowing down my cheeks, a silent retribution of my immense pain.

My heart felt like a thousand shards stabbing my chest. Goddess, it was so painful, why does it have to be so sore when your mate rejects you? This pain is so horrible, that I would never even wish it upon my worst enemy.

I grabbed hold of my chest, eyes shut tightly as I tried to ward off the pain.

“Did you hear what I just said?” The maid sounded impatient and spiteful as she snapped at me.

How could I tell her my heart felt so heavy that rather than words, only tears could explain my immense pain? How could I tell her of the large lump in my throat that made it difficult for me to speak?

What did my father even want to see me for? Although I was sure it was anything but to pacify me, but even sympathy wouldn’t heal the blistering pain of betrayal in my heart. What more did he want from his useless daughter?

“Suit yourself then. I see you’re growing immune to his wrath.”

With a scoff, she left the room, not bothering me anymore.

With a sigh, I zipped the luggage and kept it against the bed. A sad look crossed my eyes as I stared at the luggage. If I ran away now, what then? With no one’s support, how would I even survive?

A determined look replaced the sad one in my eyes as I got up, readjusting my flimsy gown. I would still figure out a way but whatever it may be wouldn’t involve having to settle for this pack any longer.

It was bad enough that my half-sister was the Alpha, now I had to watch her rule alongside my mate. And have to bear the pain of their betrayal every day? Never

I walked out of the room, heading straight for my father’s. Whatever he had to say, I would listen if it would be the last thing I have to do before I leave and never look back.

Upon entering the room, I froze at the door upon seeing that everyone had gathered in his office. My father, Alpha Graham sat, tall and intimidating on the center chair, his piercing grey eyes meeting mine instantly for a heated glare. Standing behind him is Beta Royce and next to him is his son, David, barely acknowledging me as I walked in,

My mother, spotting a flaunty, evil smirk is seated at the corner of the room’s couch with her daughter, Matilda perched on the spot next to her, braiding her hair all the while, a smug dark look on her face directed at me.

“Nice of you to finally join us,” Patricia said.

“What…”

“Sit!” My father’s cold, unfeeling voice reverberated across the room. Despite my restraint, he was still Alpha, and at the command of his voice, I found myself sitting down on the chair facing his.

Matilda will soon be able to wield such power. She was 17, but by the time she peaked at 18, she would acquire the full Alpha command.

Without even looking at me, he pushed a document towards me. Confused, I took a glance at everyone’s faces, wondering at their grave, yet unfeeling expressions before taking hold of the document and reading through it.

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After a while, the expression on my face turned from confusion to horror, and then anger, and then fear. My face paled in comparison to the white sheet of paper as I dropped the document down and stood to my feet.

“I did not consent to this! You can’t do this to me. I don’t accept this. No.”

Tears filled my eyes, but they were not from anger, but fear. My whole trembled shakily and as my vision b, cured, I hoped it would all be a bad dream and I would wake up, but my father’s cold face, looking, even more, angrier now, stared at me.

“Sit down, Elena.”

“Alpha Lucian? Really? I mean, did you even think of the possibility that he could kill m3 before you sold me off to him like I’m some cheap slave?!” my voice, although not intended, traveled loudly across the room.

Right in the dominant was signed a contract that bound us both together, stating that I was to be his breeder. Not even a mate or concubine. A breeder. I was only to bear his children and satisfy him sexually whenever he pleased.

Right at the end of the document, was his signature and my father’s giving his consent to having me sold off to him. The amount of money Lucian was paying could be understandable as to why my father accepted the offer immediately, but a greater part of me knew that if it had been Matilda, my father would never have agreed to it.

Hell, my father would even give me away for free if he had the chance to.

He had always been looking for a means to sell me off or get rid of me, and this was the perfect chance.

But at this point, he was sending me off to the slaughter ground, Alpha Lucian had numerous mates and concubines. He had almost everything, being the most influential Alpha, owning thousands of lands, and ruling over the largest pack in North America.

He was well known for his ruthlessness and blood lust. He treated women like his playthings, beheading anyone with his bare claws if they went against him. He was pure evil and cunning. Why he had set his eyes on me in particular was not what I wanted to discover, but I knew I couldn’t just sit and let them give me up to him as I didn’t have an opinion of my own.

“I called you in here to pack your things and inform you his men are on their way right now. I never asked for your opinion on this Elena. It doesn’t matter.”

My blood ran cold.

His men were already on their way for me?