Cursed Bonds

Pain Into Anger {Irvine}

“You have the,” she drew her left leg back to hit me again, “the guts to talk back to me, you wolfless runt!” It happened in slow motion. I went after her left leg like a mad dog and tackled her to the ground. My savage grunts and growls reached my ears as I pulled her limbs backward and locked them in a hold that had her screaming like a little b***h.

Only her right hand was free, but all she could do was beat the ground in panic as she screamed in pain. Nothing registered in me anymore; my pain had turned to anger, and I was pouring my anger on her. I didn’t care how it ended, but I would have today and make her never forget. She continued to beat the ground forcefully. Her screams unending while I sat on her lower back and sneered at others who were all looking at us with disbelief in their eyes. Yes, this wolfless runt just placed your leader in her place.

“Irvine !”

The way he called my name made me lose focus, and my little moment of distraction allowed Alana to slip from my hold and slammed my head to the ground. She knocked me out till I saw nothing but darkness.

Wet. My body was wet from my head to my feet. I forced my eyes open; they looked around my surroundings; my hands were tied above me, and my toes barely touched the ground. Why am I in a cell? My entire body was shivering; it was cold, and I was dripping wet. What am I doing here? I pulled against the ropes that tied my hands, but it only got tighter. I struggled to release myself, but it was futile.

“Irvine, do you know why you are here?” a voice boomed from the darkness; I strained my eyes to see, but I can’t cause unlike every werewolf, I don’t have the special abilities that come with a wolf, but since I don’t have a wolf… “You should know your place, but you went ahead and fought with Alana-”

“She challenged me!” The next thing I felt was a hot slap on the left side of my face. My face jerked to the side because of it. The taste of blood filled my mouth once again. I bit down on my lips to stop me from making any sound. My breath came out in a ragged pattern.

“You still don’t know your place. We’ve all gone easy on you because you were once mates with Brian, but now that you’re not… I’m sure you know how bad your situation is,” slowly, I looked up to meet a pair of cold black eyes staring harshly at me. Something in me does not allow me to look away. I glare back at him with much more intensity.

“Your red eyes… It's a curse. You stare defiantly at me with those cursed eyes. The nerve you have,” I know this man. He is one of Brian’s best buddies. I always see him by Brain’s side. He never liked me from the start, but he tolerated me. “The order given is to retain you in the cell without food or water till you have reflected on your behavior and ready to apologize. If otherwise, you shall die here, runt!” he spat on me; his disgusting saliva landed right on my shoulder.

Tears sting my eyes once again, but I refused to cry but instead, glare at him. He smirked at me before he turned to leave. Low grunts left my lips as I pulled against the ropes in hopes to set myself free and pounce on him with his back turned to me, but it was futile, and he left. The sounds of cell gate lock are the last thing I heard before the dreadful silence that swallows the room. I groaned in pain; my entire body hurts, but my heart hurts the most. It felt as if I was splitting into two. Brian, I won’t forget this.

What was I expecting? I shouldn't have trusted the mate bond to make me worthy of his love and attention. No matter what, I am still a wolfless werewolf, and for a high-ranking werewolf like Brian, a descendant of pureblood, which makes him a pureblood himself. He would, of course, want to marry someone with similarities in strength and position, and that makes Mary an outstanding choice—a pureblood who is also the alpha’s daughter. The alpha wouldn’t mind giving his daughter’s hand in marriage to a man like Brian. A dry laugh escaped my lips. Why didn’t I think of this? I was so delusional, thinking that the mate bond was enough, but I was stupid. In the real world, love or a mate bond is never enough.

No one would want me; I would be the pack’s slave, a soldier placed on the front lines of the battle just to get killed by the enemies. I know how they play the game. I’ve seen the way they treat omega soldiers. The only reason I made it this far is because of my ability to fight. Brian liked my techniques; I was among his top five favorites, but I guess that doesn't matter anymore. I don’t know who my parents are or how I ended up in this pack; all I know is that the Alpha claimed that I saved his life when I was very little, but I have no recollection of how that happened. He brought me to his pack to repay his kindness, but I really wished he left me to die in the woods. I wouldn’t have gone through this pain.

A day passed, and no one has dropped a plate of food or a cup of water for me. I'm exhausted and in pain, still haven’t healed from the bruises Alana left, and it feels as if there's a huge hole in my heart. I don’t know what day it is; my sight is blurry, and breathing has become a problem for me. I didn’t think I would last another day. But then I heard whispering, and footsteps neared my cell. Was I hallucinating? It got louder, and I knew then I was not hallucinating; there were people near my cell, whispering to themselves. There were two, but I could not recognize the voices.

“They say the Alpha King will be making an appearance at the banquet tomorrow night. Alpha Reed wants it to be his last night on earth, but no one is willing to take on the execution of the Alpha King, not even Brian. Alpha Reed has promised to grant three wishes to whoever gets to kill the Alpha King.” I heard that part clearly, and I knew then what I had to do to survive in this pack.