THE PACK'S SLAVES (PART TWO)

The last time he beat me up so badly, I ended up at the hospital and it took a month for me to heal.

If it were not for my wolf powers, I would have ended up in the hospital for half a year.

“Father was the one that invited me to come to the ceremony. It wasn’t my request." I quickly replied, swallowing up my emotions.

“And you couldn’t tell him I said you should stay in the clan and not come to the ceremony.” He roared.

“I’m sorry," I shortly apologized. “You needed aid, as you are my husband. I’m supposed to go assist you. That’s what my father said to me." I quickly responded.

He laughed hysterically and then he glared at me, walked up to me and held my shoulders with his sharp piercing claws, digging into them.

With a pale look draining down my face, sucking up to my pain, I could feel my blood dripping slowly down my arms.

“Please, Ragnulf. You are hurting me. I only attended the ceremony because my father instructed me to come.”

Of course, the ceremony was all about alphas having a good time with their mates and showing off their influence and wealth.

And since my father had a meeting with the Lycan King, he didn’t receive an invitation to the ceremony.

He wanted to show off how good, powerful and special he was, so alphas could talk about him by sending me to go with Ragnulf.

He also knew Ragnulf wouldn’t take me to the ceremony, but choose to go alone with his sluts gathered around him instead.

I didn’t care. Yet, my father threatened my life to go with him if I didn’t want to get kicked out of the clan for not being useful.

And besides, I have nowhere to go if my father kicks me out of the clan.

I had no choice but to go to him and I’m the one taking the receiving end for this bastard.

“Don’t mess with me.” His dark expression was scary as I shut my eyes and turned my eyes away from him.

He tightened his grip on my sore shoulders to cause me more pain.

“Please, it hurts." I pleaded with him with a cry.

“That’s a lesson for you to stay away from me when I say so. Do as you are told and stay put if you don’t want me to kick your butt out myself. Don’t get carried away because you are married to me. You only got a title on your head and nothing else. Believe me, don’t mess with me."

He pushed me as I fell to the ground and the tears I was trying so hard to hold in rushed down my cheeks.

“I’m sorry," I shivered, hoping my apology would melt his heart so he would leave me alone.

He was my worst nightmare.

“Do you think I want your clumsy ass excuse as sorry? I don’t want it from you. You are a stupid bitch that doesn’t deserve to be with me. If it weren’t for your father’s influence, you would’ve rotted out in the gutters.” He shouted.

I kept explaining myself repeatedly to him to let me go.

“I’m sorry. I came because Father wanted me to come until I saw you with those women surrounding you…”

“Are you jealous?’ he scoffed.

I went mute.

No matter how jealous I am, nothing changes.

It’s only going to make my life worse.

I was just obeying my stupid father’s instructions, not because I care about him.

Who the fuck cares if he sleeps with different alphas, omegas, and betas every night?

That’s on him, not me. I do not give a damn about him at all.

If it were not for my father who pushed me to get married to this monster, I would have been long gone.

He laughed mockingly and chuckled.

“Whether I’m surrounded by the world, it’s none of your business. You are a disgusting piece of trash. You deserve to be in the slum, Raava. Without my influence on your life. Even without your father’s support. You are my property. Your father sold you to me, so I can do with you as I please, you hear me?” He yelled by pulling up my collar, clenching my neck as he forcefully dragged me up the floor after he pushed me down to fall on my butt.

“You are nothing without me," He snarled. “If you want to live and don’t want to be burnt by the pack, you better behave yourself or face the consequences. If you ever interrupt my moment again, I will deal with you. Don’t push me, Raava, because the next thing I will do is to cut off every connection with you and withdraw from the pack. I think you already know what that means.” I struggled for him to leave my neck alone with both hands.

“You will regret it, so behave.” He dragged me down to the floor once again.

I coughed so bitterly and tried as much as possible to take a breath.

My neck was burning so badly, I was panting and coughing terribly.

“Raava.” Elsa came running towards us and immediately stopped when she saw our expressions and what was happening.

Especially seeing her father dealing with me.

I could feel her fear and how nervous she was as soon as she came close and realized what had just transpired.

There was no escape now.

Ragnulf has trapped Elsa.

“And?" he rudely questioned. “What are you doing here, Elsa?”

“I…I came to see…to…to…” she stuttered before Ragnulf, anxiously fidgeting with her fingers while holding a book and her eyes were welling up because she knew her father was a beast.

“Cat got your tongue. Is that what your lesson teachers have been teaching you, how to stammer before your father.” He said with sarcasm.

'No,’ she shook her head.

“Then why are you here? Wanna watch me beat up Raava?”

“No. I came to see Raava, she said…” Her hands were trembling as she spoke. “She said she was going to teach me my homework today, and help with my studies.”