Chapter 32

My eyes were stuck to the phone, tears dried on my rosy face. Today was supposed to be my date with Lucas and the thought of him using me wouldn't budge. It felt as if I was just floating on the water. I didn't dare to look inside what sort of dangerous fish the water hid.

The grip on my dress tightened when I heard the shufflings go low and Ava's voice go off.

"Alpha Lucas, before going I wanted to ask you something if you don't mind."

"You've already asked me too many questions on this project, we'll talk about it some other day. I have a lot of work to do. So, please you may leave."

It was Lucas' voice, no doubt it was his. I dragged my chair a little forward and leaned on my arms to get a clear hearing.

I had a very scary feeling 'bout it. Maybe, just maybe this proof would be enough to get me against Lucas. I wished how all of this would turn out to be a silly dream of mine.

"No, please Alpha Lucas. I won't take much of your time. I was just curious about something."

"Curious about what?"

"What does Luna Heaven mean to you, what does she actually mean to you?"

My heart accelerated, beating at a rate where my hands and body felt jittery and quivery. I could care less if a bomb blast went off or an earthquake. My entire attention was on the hand-length device.

"Why are you curious about that?" Lucas questioned again.

"Because.... you are pretty different towards her, I mean you aren't that soft you know." Ava chuckled.

"Duh, I'm different towards her because she is my mate."

Ava tried again, "You know Alpha Lucas what I mean. You've been so patient and nice towards her, you let her do anything she wants, go everywhere she desires. You are too soft on her, even a human boyfriend isn't that understanding."

"Why are you so hell-bent on knowing about it? Does it bother you because I don't like you?" By the way, he spoke, he didn't seem so nice like he usually was towards me and that's what Ava wanted me to observe by the way they were conversing.

"I just want to know why you're doing what you're doing."

I heard him let out a sigh. I understood him, even I feel the same anger when Ava targets me for something and wouldn't leave unless I reveal.

"If I tell you what's the guarantee that you won't tell anyone."

"What do you want me to do?"

Lucas chuckled. "You're smart. Fine, I'm working on a project to vanquish our neighbouring country, I want your best men to support me."

"Why do you—"

"Will you do it or not, you will get a huge amount of credits for that."

"Fine."

"And about Heaven, I need her virginity to become strong enough to destroy that country and I need to do this fast. We don't have much time and I'm done playing a nice guy."

I slapped my palm to my mouth, breathing heavily as another round of salty tears ran a marathon down my already tear-stained cheeks.

"You.... never liked her?"

"The mate pull is there and what matters the most is the project, don't tell anyone about this—"

My shaky hand grabbed the phone, turning it on, I stopped the recording. The phone almost fell off my hand with an amount of pain that whacked my heart.

The headache raised its voice in my head, clutching my purse tightly I got up. I wasn't the one who would use profanities for no reason, but it seemed my lips couldn't stop but spit on my karma.

I had considered him an angel, I thought his ideas differed from those Alphas who couldn't do anything but blame the women for insecurities, it's not only the Alphas—ninety per cent of the men in this world held the same thoughts.

Tears leaked from my eyes like a waterfall. And here I thought Alpha Lucas was one of those angels who understood what my heart was going through. He was just like those monsters, he was just like them. No one can change that ego of an Alpha.

I walked towards the exit, even with eyes open I couldn't seem to be right on my footing. Everything started going blue when I held on to a chair, yells of my name were distant to my ears as I felt my balance slip and fall limp on the ground. I breathed in, my eyes slowly closing, before going into the vicious arms of darkness I saw Michael coming to hold my hand and screaming to stay awake.

Lucas had destroyed my hope to live.

***

My eyes opened suddenly as if I was possessed.

First few seconds of my consciousness were hard for my brain to read, but one that hit me was that I wasn't lying on the floor of a café but on the softness of the bed.

I slowly lifted my shoulders looking around the unfamiliar room. My face felt all dry and my fingers touched the slight sticky area on my cheeks.

Did I cry in my sleep?

The headache was a faint beat in my head but it was still there. I fully got up, rubbing the nape of my neck as I licked the dryness of my lips. I was all alone in the room and I had no idea where I was brought to.

My hands gripped the grey fluffy blankets and pushed it away from my body, the material of my clothes stood still on my body from the time I remembered changing.

My bare feet padded across the cold marble floor, my brain guiding my hand to pull a door which I thought was the outway to the corridor.

Just when I thought I had touched the steal, it twisted on its own and opened with a push which had my quick reflexes save me from the face hit

Sheryl stepped inside the room with a white tray holding a floral white kettle and two cups.

She looked me up and down, relief in her eyes that I was alright, well that's what I could see in her eyes. Her brown hair was messed up like she hadn't combed for years, her cheeks flushed and brown eyes dull. She was exhausted and blown by an unwanted circumstance.

"Heaven, you're alright," she confirmed herself, legging was a smiley cry.

I followed her as she kept the tree on the bedside table and turned to me, with an unexpected move she wrapped her arms around my torso and cried on my shoulders.

"I can never forgive him for what he did to my kids," she sobbed.

All I could do was soothe her back as my lips quivered back again.

I wasn't in my sane mind but knew to stay calm when a storm obliterated my present, it happened once then Sheryl was there with me and now it happened again but still found her in my arms crying her eyes out.

I had no clue what my God was trying to show me. I couldn't do anything until the dark fog vanished from my route.

"What happened?" I asked.

Sheryl pulled away, her leg gave out and sat with a bounce on the bed. "He took away my children."

I frowned anxiously. "What do you mean?"

"Ava and Micheal are at your mate's mercy."

"What?" I asked, sitting beside her. "How?"

"After you fainted I brought you to Ava's pack. Just so your mate could breathe in peace we told him that you fainted and that you were in our pack. He didn't take it very nicely and went on a rampage on our pack. I brought you to my hideout for our safety and he knows. He took away my kids and is demanding me to return you."

She buried her face in my shoulder, wheeling on my shirt and I sat still looking at nothing particular. It was so new to me to see this side of him, I didn't trust him anymore.

"Let me show you the article," Sheryl got up, practically running out of the room.

Another proof for his misbehaviour, another stab to my heart. A gentle person who used to ask me where I ate or not slept properly or not, if I felt pain anywhere, how could someone like him stoop so low for my virginity. He played with his mate's emotions for what—power?

That power would bring nothing but a few moments of happiness and respect. He could gain all of that but never love. I spit on such damaged brains.

Sheryl came back again with a phone in her hand, the blue light hitting on the dull features of her face.

"Look at this."

The light of the screen hit my eyes as I nictated several times for my lens to adjust, it was an article about the incident. The headline read, 'Head Alpha Lucas of the northwest country sets the anger of fire on a pack,'

With no reaction, I followed the next lines of the article. My eyes blurred again when I saw his picture, sniffs followed feeling the block of my nose when I read the part where it said that Alpha Ava and her cousin planned all of this to kidnap me, that they had eyes on his throne and to get to him they are hurting him. Apparently, he could feel the physical torture I was going through, he said—

I covered my face with my hands, sobbing the hell out at his lies. How could he? How could he do this to me? I easily got trapped in his web and he was enjoying breaking me all this time.

Sheryl hugged me, whispering 'it's alright' in my ear.

"I'm with you, Heaven," she said. "I'm always with you."