Migumi’s POV
“WHERE IS SHE?!”
I squeezed myself in the corner of the bed as soon as I heard his thundering voice.
Fear instantly covered me.
Shaking, I watched the moving shadows in the small gap below the door. I could hear his stomping footsteps outside. I could smell his familiar scent getting closer. He’s going to enter the room!
“MIGUMI!!!” he roared, glancing first at the bed like he already knew I was going to be there. I frightenedly looked at him.
His face softened upon seeing my face.
“My love…”
His tone changed.
I started to panic when he began to walk towards me. I tried searching for anything to use as a weapon to protect myself but the only thing I was able to grab was a pillow.
What will I do with this?
My face contorted in agony as I clutched the large scratch on my sides, teeth gritted and eyes squeezed shut against the sharp waves of pain. I got this while I was on the run to escape his pack.
My guess is this isn't the only wound siphoning blood from my body right now.
Ten werewolves hunted me earlier.
Each of them having their own fair share of scratches and bites on my poor Omega body.
No one would have survived that chase.
I’m surprised that I’m still alive.
“You fooled me…” I murmured weakly, dying from the terrible pain.
The man standing in front of me, wearing nothing but a white towel covering his lower half, stared down at me. He was in the shower when I carried out my plan. He must have been so frustrated with my escape that he had forgotten to wear his clothes. It was the only time when his guards would leave us alone in the room so he could have fun with my body privately.
I knew I had to grab the chance to flee, running past the guards as if my life depended on it. I thought I had it until my legs decided to betray me.
My foot snagged on a log and that's how they captured me.
The hint of betrayal in his eyes made me flash a sarcastic smirk on my face.
“You have disobeyed me, my love.”
I insultingly chuckled in spite of the throbbing pain in my body.
“Oh, good Lord. Haven't you had enough with your lies?!”
Alpha Cyrus crouched to level his face to mine. I scowled when he lifted his hand to touch my face. He caressed them gently like he didn't order his guards to kill me a while ago.
“You're hurt, my love. I will call the pack healer to treat your wounds…” he said, pretending to not hear me.
I scooted my face to the other side as he leaned in for a kiss. He’s doing it again. He’s acting like nothing is wrong. I’M DONE PLAYING HIS GAMES!
Offended, he squeezed my cheeks and forced me for a disgusting kiss. He bites my lower lip, giving me a metallic taste of my own blood.
“AHMMMPP!”
Using my tied hands, I used all the strength I have left to push him away.
“JERK!” I blurted.
He recoiled in disgust when I suddenly spat in his face. I smirked in triumph. He deserves that—
PAKK!!!
A surge of shock coursed through me as his forceful slap made contact with my face. It felt like my soul just left my body for a few seconds.
Alpha Cyrus is the strongest werewolf in the pack and his slap should have killed me by now. He’s not a pack’s leader for no reason. Even his slightest touch could kill someone. So, how am I still fucking alive?
I spit out the blood from my mouth.
“You are crossing the line…” he snarled.
He’s still going with his lies. I can really see that he had already convinced himself in the lies he had created.
“I—I know the truth…” He arched his eyebrows in confusion. Look at him acting all innocent. No wonder why I fell for his lies for three years. He is so good at lying that I really believed I had found my mate. “I—I know that I am not your true mate.”
He looked away.
“I don't know what you're talking about,” he firmly denied.
Of course, he’s going to deny it, but why can't he look me in the eyes? He’s clearly lying.
“I heard everything…”