Chapter 3

Chapter 3

EVA'S P.O.V.

“Please, I didn't do anything.” Tears rolled down my eyes as the whip hit me for the fifth time and my body dropped to the floor in pain.

“Then who did it?!” Alpha Mark's voice roared in the room, making shivers run down my spine. 

“I have no idea, I swear on my late mother I had nothing to do with this.” I cried, but he didn't ask the guards to stop hitting me.

He looked at me with an expression I didn't quite understand as my face hit the ground from the guard pushing me. His tight hold against his whip made fear run through my veins. 

“Let her be.” He mumbled and all the guards let go of their whip which made me sigh in relief as I sobbed gently. “... Get the room ready tonight and do not be late” He turned around on his heels and left along with the guards. 

I sobbed quietly in the corner of the cell. It's been two weeks since I've been here and a month since I found out we were mates, but he never acknowledged it. I hoped he did every day, but each day he just became crueler and crueler. 

I heard the door open, which made me shiver, but my body instantly relaxed as I perceived Lowel's scent. I raised my head to look at him with a plate of food in his hand. 

“What did he do to you?” He asked as he sat next to me, but I curled myself in a ball as tears rolled down my cheek. 

“Why do you care?” 

“Because I care about you. I can't interrupt what Mark does when he is angry, but I can help you go through this.”

“What do you want?” I moved away from him as I raised my head up while wiping my tears away. 

“To be friends with you.”

“Friends? I've never had one before” He looked at me with so much curiosity then smiled. “... I've been in this cell for three days, and you're the only one who brought clothes and food for me, why are you being nice? I have nothing to give in return.”

“Oh Eva, I don't want anything in return. Consider it as the start of our friendship. Now eat, you haven't taken anything all day.” He pushed the food towards me as I looked at him. 

“Thank you.” I began to eat gently as my wounds healed.

“He's not as bad as he seems you know” I looked at him as I was confused. “... Mark isn't as bad as you think.”

“He is a monster, I've just been here for two weeks, I did nothing to him and look at me.”

“His father made him that way.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Well long ago Mark used to be the sweetest man anyone could ever have. He was so soft that he refused to lay a finger on anyone when he was asked to duel even if he could beat the crap out of everyone in the pack but his father.”

“That doesn't seem like the same man I've spent two weeks with.”

“Exactly, you've only been here for two weeks and all you've seen is immense torture and him being ruthless is all you've heard all your life.”

“That's right, but how did his father change him so badly?”

“Just like every training day, Mark came home late and… And he found his five-year-old sister dead.” I gasped “... Mark loved her more than anyone in the world, and when she got killed by their father, he was heartbroken. His father told him his little sister had no worth to him but if she were male, it would be better off, but as a female, she was better off dead than alive. Their mother had no idea about the entire situation as she was on a journey but she came home that night to the situation and out of grief she fell ill.”

“Who would do such a thing to a child?”

“Mark's mother never got well. She grieved for so long until she was dead and Mark was left alone with him. Mark became an entirely different person, even as his best friend, I could barely understand what was going on in his mind. His heart remained broken and on his eighteenth birthday he got the chance to kill him, but that didn't change Mark's behavior, he became more cruel each day until date. Well, that's the end of that story, you need to get yourself ready for him.”

“Have you tried speaking with him?” 

“Mark barely speaks anymore. He gets angry, and I can't do anything about it.” He picked the tray and left the room. 

I could see that Lowel was hurt by what had happened to Mark, and it was common for him to feel that way. I needed to fix this, it might be a hard fight, but as his mate I owe him this much. 

Standing up from the ground, I headed towards my room to get myself cleaned up, though my body still hurt a bit from the torture but like always, I'll be fine.

I walked out and picked out a light nightwear from my closet before putting a rob over. If Mark still had that nice man Lowel speak off within him, then I needed to bring him out.

After I was done, I went straight to his room, but surprisingly, he wasn't there. He did ask me to get the room ready, which meant he would be a bit late. 

I began putting the room in order when I suddenly felt my stomach twitch in a painful way. I held on to the sheet as the pain increased and my entire body began to hurt a lot. 

Tears rolled down my cheeks as I tried to surprise the pain, but it was increasing. I pulled myself to the mirror and noticed scars all over my stomach and the pain increased.

Realization hit me and my heart felt like it was ripping apart. I tried to scream for him, but my voice felt like it was held back, everything hurts so much. 

How could I have put my hopes high that he will realize we are mates? I burst into tears as the pain increased. He was sleeping with another woman, there was no doubt about it. 

I tried walking towards the door, but after I opened it, the last thing I saw was a maid.