Chapter 3

Louisa's POV

When I got back to the stable, Zion was standing at the entrance.

"I was looking for you! Where the hell have you been?" Zion asked impatiently.

"Uma took me to her tent…" I said but I suddenly zipped up.

He looked greedily at my chest.

"Look at you, dressing up like a whore! You just can't wait to see your future master. You fucking slut!" He pushed me into the stable and closed the door behind him.

"Zion, the White Walkers are coming in any minute…"

"They can wait." Zion grinned.

He took a chain from the wall and tied my hands and feet up.

Then, he pulled up my hair and said, "It's because of you that I was scolded by my father. We're not done yet."

I couldn't move my limbs, so I was shaken by him like a stringed puppet.

"Please just leave me alone." I turned away my head and whispered.

He pushed me to the ground and got on top of me.

"Don't you ever tell me what to do! You fucking whore!" He roared as he slapped me around.

"Say you're sorry!" he said.

"I've already apologized to you." I was trembling with tears.

"Say it again!" he slapped me again.

I bit my lips.

A thought struck me.

If I was beaten to death by Zion at that moment, I wouldn't be sold to Alpha Lucas.

All my misery would be put to an end and I might be able to reunite with my mother in another world.

So, I gathered all my efforts and said, "I won't apologize to you again. I've had it enough. You'll never become a true Alpha because you're nothing but a bully and a disgrace!"

"Fucking cunt! I'll kill you!" Zion squeezed my neck tightly.

I knew that might be the end of my life, so I pulled my last strength and said, "My mother was… a princess of Blade Ridge Pack… I am… my father and mother's first born child… I was born to be… the successor… of…"

"You're nothing!" Zion yelled in rage.

Just when the dark wings of death were about to embrace me, Zion let go of my neck.

Looking gloated, he grinned, "I won't kill you right now. That would be too easy. You've already been sold to Alpha Lucas. He likes virgin maids. So, if I take away your virginity right now, he'll be furious when he finds out. Then, I'm sure he'll come up with something to torture you. As far as I know, he's very good at punishing sluts like you."

My eyes were filled with tears again.

I moaned silently in shame as he ripped off my clothes and grabbed my breasts.

Then, he took a bite on my nipples and I screamed out.

"Does it hurt, bitch?!" he slapped me again and asked sadistically, "Because it only gets worse!"

I used all my strength trying to push him away from me, but it was without avail.

My hands were tied up and they were locked over my head.

My body twisted under his, with legs kicking, but it only made him more aggressive.

I was panting heavily because of the deprivation of air.

Just as he took off his pants and was about to get into my body, his weight was suddenly lifted from my body.

I crawled back immediately and saw a tall, gorgeous man standing in front of me, holding at Zion's wrists and lifting him up in the air.

"Ahhhhhh!" Zion screeched in pain.

"Does it hurt?" the man asked, "Because it only gets worse."

His voice was as chilling as the northern wind, blowing over the bleak tundra.

"You're breaking my arms!" Zion shouted.

"Yes, I am." the man moved his hands a bit and Zion's arms were cracked up like celery sticks.

"Ahhhh!" Zion screamed at top of his lungs and his face was red and purple, then it turned into grey.

The man loosed his hands and Zion fell to the floor like a sack of potatoes.

His arms were falling on both sides of his body at an impossible angle.

I turned to look at the tall man.

He had long straight blond hair and piercing blue eyes.

He was wearing a white diplomatic uniform and he looked like a prince walking out of a fairytale.

"Kneel in front of Beta Lucian of White Walkers, she—wolf!" a soldier said.

I struggled to get on my knees, but I failed and fell to the floor.

The man called Lucian walked toward me.

I braced myself in reflex and thought he would beat me.

But he took off his cape and covered my half—naked body.

I looked up at him and I couldn't believe what I've seen.

His cape smelt like lavender and thyme.

"What's your name, she—wolf?" He lowered his head and asked me.

"I…" I couldn't continue because my voice was so scratchy.

I cleared my voice and said, "I don't have a name."

"Everyone has a name." he looked at me patiently and said.

At that moment, Rosalie hurried into the stable.

When she saw Zion, she screamed out, "What have you done to my son?! You filthy she—wolf!"

I curled up and I wasn't able to say a word.

She looked mad and I knew she was about to kill me.

Zion cried out, "She seduced me! She begged me to my breeder! It's all her fault!"

"I should have killed you long ago!" She grabbed a knife from a soldier and jumped at me.

I covered my head with my arms and I heard a clanging sound.

I removed my hands and saw Lucian standing in front of me, putting his long sword back into its sheath.

The knife fell on the floor, together with a hand holding its handle.

It was Rosalie's hand.

"No!!!" Rosalie passed out in pain.

Her fallen body was held by Alpha Jacob, who had just stepped into the stable.

"Beta Lucian, when happened?" he asked in despair.

Lucian said in a calm voice, "When I got to this stable, your son was trying to rape this she—wolf who has already been sold to Alpha Lucas. I broke your son's arms to stop him. Then, your wife showed up and she decided to kill this girl with a knife. So, I cut off her hand to stop her. I guess we both agree that we shouldn't let Alpha Lucas' property be contaminated or damaged by anyone."

"Yes, sure. Beta Lucian." My father nodded his head humbly.

I have never seen him being so afraid of anyone.

"Good." Lucian said, "I've come here to claim this girl for Alpha Lucas and now I have already claimed her. Your warm hospitality and company meant a lot to both of our packs."

As Lucian finished his speech, crouched down next to me and took up the chain that tied me up.

I thought he would pull me up, but instead, he took out his sword and slashed at the chain.

The heavy iron chain broke off into shards like glasses.

I was set back by the noise and looked at Lucian in fear.

He put his sword back and asked me in a gentle voice, "Can you walk on your own?"

I struggled to stand up, but I couldn't.

He then stretched out his arms to me and held me up in his arms. Then, he took up my bagage as well.

With everybody watching, Lucian put me on his giant white horse and sat behind me.

He wrapped his arms around my body while holding the leash in his hands.

Then, the horse was like a shooting arrow, leaping out of the stable.

I looked back and saw the crimson tents in our pack drifting away from me.

"Don't look back." Lucian said to me.

"Thank you for saving me." I whispered.

He didn't say anything.

Feeling exhausted, I fell into oblivion in Lucian's arms.