Mated To My Captor’s Enemy

Chapter3

Chapter 3

Elara

I had always feared darkness, terrified even, but I no longer had to fear Alpha Ace Ludwig. I was all alone now, left in darkness with no trace of light. Being stuck in the middle of nowhere was better than having to serve him for one more day.

My eyes shot open and I smiled, staring at the white surroundings of the unfamiliar setting. I had to squint my eyes to see clearly, but I was glad I finally claimed my own life. He'd never find me here—in the land of the dead.

I heard the squeaking sound of a twisted door knob and my eyes widened, slowly trailing towards a young woman who walked in. She had on a coat as white as snow and my gaze moved towards the material she adjusted on her neck. It was a stethoscope and I didn't break my gaze as she approached me, “you're awake.” There was a delight in her eyes, like having me alive seemed to be the best news on such a miserable day, “you've been out for forty eight hours.”

My throat burned as I struggled to stand, but I couldn't. My eyes darted around the whole place, trying to make sense of where I was, what was happening, but I couldn't make sense of anything. Been out for forty eight hours? I wanted to be out forever. She placed a palm on my forehead and did a few examinations, “you should be glad you're alive.”

“A–Alive?” I stuttered, eyes fixed on her, “you're saying I'm alive?”

She nodded, flashing me a wide smile, “You should cherish your life this time.”

I shook my head and slapped her hands away, “Kill me! kill me now! I don't want to be alive!!” I yelled, feeling a tear slip down my cheeks. My heart was in so much misery, I almost didn't feel the regular rhythm. I did die, but they brought me back, he brought me back without my consent.

I flung the pillow, suddenly finding insane strength from nowhere. The drip right next to me, I pushed it to the ground and tore my dress, “Kill me now!” I growled, my eyes slowly trailing towards the door, “he'll come for me if you don't kill me, please, dying is better than this. You'll be doing me a favor if you kill me.”

Her eyes softened as she helped me up, “Why would you want to die so bad? You should be grat—”

“Don't call that word.” I responded weakly, staring at the plain ceiling, “you shouldn't have saved me, you should have left my corpse in the fountain!” The doctor gave me one last glance before walking away. I whimpered, clutching the sickly gown I was clothed in. I'd thought I was finally safe from Alpha Ace Ludwig’s claws, far away from where he could find me, but he made sure he brought me back to torture me even more.

The cracking sound of the door caught my attention but I didn't have to stare at the door to know who it was. The lump that formed in my throat, the way my legs went weak and my heart rate that slowed down; I knew he was here. I trembled, wishing death would claim me this time, wishing it'd wrap me in its safe embrace and drag me away from Alpha Ace.

The doctor bowed curtly and exited the room, leaving me alone in his presence and I crawled backwards on the bed with cold shivers running down my spine.

“Do you think you're allowed to die?” His familiar voice I never thought I'd hear again, plain and harsh, settled in my ears as he caressed my cheeks with his cold fingers, “I bought you for a price, Elara. You can't die on me, I still have to make your life even more miserable. Where's the fun if you die like a coward?” A coward? If I was a f*****g coward, then he should have allowed me to die, he could have found himself another slave, an even better one. He could have allowed my body to rot in the fountain.

He slowly turned my face to him and I saw the smirk, the triumphant look in the depths of his eyes, “you're so naive if you thought death could snatch you away from me.” my heart clenched and it was suddenly hard to breathe. It became so painful, I could slowly feel my life slipping away. Tears slipped down my cheeks as I parted my lips, looking into his eyes, “what have I done, Alpha Ace? I don't deserve this.”

“You deserve a thousand more.” He smiled before stepping away. As he walked towards the door, his loud voice pierced through the air, “get well soon so you can get back to serving me, don't take too long, I might drag you out of here before your full recovery.” I pressed my lips together, hoping I could keep down the sob that threatened to escape, but I couldn't. It started out small, small sobs that couldn't be heard by no one, but after a few seconds, it became a little louder. My heart twisted in pain as I stared at the room, searching for something that could grant me a passing again, but Alpha Ace was smart enough to leave the room with no objects.

A few weeks ago, I stumbled upon a few maids talking about him. They had described him as the heart desire of all women, a man with such a good heart, the whole pack couldn't stop loving him. He was righteous, loving, caring, devoted to his people, but it all stopped when he watched his mate die.

His mate really had such an influence on him?

I was certain it was only a rumor that was really never true.

How could such a beast have a good heart, how could he love someone, care for someone? He was a f*****g monster, someone that deserved to be killed in the most gruesome ways, and even if he was indeed kind hearted before the death of his mate, I was sure that part of him would never see the light of day again.

The door was pushed open again, and I wanted to yell, yell at them to f*****g leave me alone. Here I was, devising plans to take my life again, but they were hell-bent on dragging me back to hell. It was the doctor. She had stepped in with her signature smile that was riling me up to the core.

She stared at me, her eyes a mix of worry and happiness, “Miss, you're three weeks pregnant.”

My jaw dropped in an instant as my gaze held a tinge of misery and despair. I thought my ears were playing tricks on me and I inwardly wished my intuition was right.

“W-what did you just say?” I gasped.