Desired By My Ex Alpha Mate

Chapter Five

Elena’s POV

My eyes fluttered open, trying to sit up, and a sharp pain shot through my head. I tried to remember what happened before I went unconscious. Just as the memory flooded in, the very reason for my fall, walked into the room - Leila.

Her face was calm as ever, and anyone who only met her now would think she was not a monster. She sat on the empty chair beside the bed, crossing her legs before speaking.

“What were you two talking about?” she asked, making me frown. This annoyed her and for a minute, the calm on her face disappeared. “Don’t act silly with me. I pushed you earlier, but I can do worse. Now, what did he speak to you about?”

“We were not discussing anything,” I said. If she wanted the information, she should get it directly from him. I was still hurt by his words and I could not say it before her.

Leila stood as she began, “Well..” she continued, slowly moving around the room with a grin on her face.

“At least you’ve lost the child. There’s no connection between you both that can make you hope for the relationship to work,” she said.

My heart sank, my eyes widening as I subconsciously moved my hands to my stomach. I didn’t want to believe what she just said was true. A tear tried to escape my eyelids, but I tried to hold it back. Leila stared at me with a satisfied smirk, seeing my expression.

“You are lying to me. My child is-”

“Get off your lazy back and start working. There is a lot you need to do,” she said, leaving the room.

My gaze remained on the door after Leila left. My child was only two weeks old, and they killed it. They thought they had won. Leila thought she had brought me down, but I won’t let her see me cry anymore. I would be strong for my child.

***

The mansion bustled with people moving in and out of the event hall. It has been two days since I lost my child. Alpha North did not come to me once, but he allowed Leila to subject me to all kinds of torture at the slightest provocation. Yesterday, I was whipped because I overslept from being stressed.

I could no longer cry, as that was all I did, and it only made them hurt me more. I walked into the kitchen and a maid shoved a tray in my hands, almost spilling the wine on it. “Take that to Luna Leila in the hall,” the maid said, squeezing her face in disgust at me.

Since my demotion to being a slave, that was all I got, disgust from those who claimed to have loved me. I glanced at the two glasses of wine on the tray and left for the hall. My body ached, but who was I to complain?

Stepping into the grand hall, I couldn’t help but notice the beautiful designs in the hall. It was filled with a soft ethereal glow, twinkling string lights and lanterns like the full moon hung from the ceiling. The walls were adorned with silver and blue drapes, while the tables were dressed in linens, glowing candles, and crystals.

Leila and her friend stood in the corner while they scrutinized what the other servants were doing. Reluctantly, I approached.

“Leila, is all this necessary? Don’t you think you need to be a little low-key since, you know,” Leila’s friend asked.

“No, I need this. That way I can show everyone I was Luna despite Alpha North’s...” Leila paused as she noticed my presence.

She sized me up, and I bowed, not wanting to be punished once again. “Took you long enough,” Leila said and picked the wine glasses, passing the other to her friend. She waved her hand, quickly dismissing me.

Hours later, the hall was quickly filled with guests. This was the only time I was made to put on something other than sack clothes. A thought came to mind as I served and that was to run away. Everyone was busy. Leila loves the attention and Alpha North seemed to be entertaining his guests.

They would not be aware of my absence and if they did, I might be long gone. I felt stupid for not planning this earlier. I could not stay here. I needed to leave once the time was right. I was quick to serve the guests, my eyes casually glancing at the door every few minutes. It slowly became dark and I could use that to my advantage.

Once I saw an opportunity, I walked out of the hall, trying my best to go unnoticed. I ran into the maid’s room, grabbed my bag, and shoved a few clothes in it. Once it was set, I went to the kitchen. I needed food if I was going to survive being out for days.

There were a few maids around, and I tried my best to act calm as I picked up a few trays of food. Once I was out of the kitchen, I rushed to my room and hid it behind the door before returning to the kitchen to get a flask to put it all in. My heart kept pounding in my chest, but I felt this was my only opportunity for freedom and I had to take it.

Once I picked it up, a maid stared at me in confusion. “Luna Leila asked for it,” I said and the maid rolled her eyes and looked away.

I swallowed and rushed out back to the room and filled it up with food. Once ready, I placed the bag over my shoulder and quickly began making my way out. “Slave!” a maid yelled.

I froze for a moment, but the next minute, I took to my heels. I was not sure if they had caught my act or not, but I needed to leave before I was caught. “Hey!” I heard the maid yell.

“Guards! The slave is getting away!” she alerted them.

Fortunately, I was able to get to the parking lot. I took a left, but then I spotted the guards coming in that direction. I didn’t have to be told that they were after me. I took the other side, but more were coming in that direction too. I tried to hide behind cars, quickly running, but they were all over.

“Over there!” I heard one say, and I ran, heading for the gates.

Looking over my shoulder to see how close they were, I collided with someone and just before I fell to the ground. I heard a voice. “Mate”