Ella’s POVI recognized the man holding me against the door and threatening to kill me if I scream for help. He was one of beta Sam’s men. The one who spies for him. Who kills for him. I didn’t know his name unfortunately. What the hell is he doing in my room?“Are you going to be smart and keep your mouth shut when I remove my hand?“ he asks.I manage to give a small nod. He lets me go and backs away a little. I take a good look at him. He was probably in his forties. He was very huge and muscular, I could barely reach his chest. He was bald and had a black short beard. His brown eyes were looking down at me in disgust.“I heard your little confession to alpha Klaus in the back yard about what your father did. And let me tell you that that was a very stupid thing you did little girl” he said sarcastically.“What’s it to you? You weren’t involved in what happened?” I whispered.
Klaus’s POV A very loud crash interrupted my heated conversation with Joseph. I turned around and saw a very shocked Ella staring at us. The loud crash was caused by the bottle of wine she must have dropped on the floor. I get up and start walking towards her to make sure she is okay, when she suddenly flinches away into the corner and hides her face behind her shaking hands. “I’m sorry alpha, please don’t hurt me. It slipped from my hands” she begged in a shaky voice. Hurt her? Why the hell would I do that? “Why would I hurt you for breaking a bottle of wine Ella? What kind of monster do you think I am?” I asked angrily. She kept staring at me through her shaky fingers. It became clear to me, she was expecting to be hurt because such actions were taken by her old alpha. My blood boiled in rage. How many times has the bastard mistreated her like this? Joseph walked over and stood next to me and said gently “Ella, please calm down. No one is going to hurt you here. We are nothing
Klaus’s POV The whip falls on the ground in the middle of the hallway as reality sinks in. I rush into the room and see chaos everywhere. There were multiple books on the ground, some were torn. There was a lot of glass and blood, too. I turn around behind me, and see her. She was sitting against the wall near the door, unconscious. She was bleeding from a lot of places. The hand she was extending out towards the hallway had a deep glass cut, her shoulder was also cut with what appears to be a knife, there were profound choking marks on her neck with a small cut on the side, the back of her head was bleeding as if she got knocked on her head with something. The most horrible injury was the big knife embedded deep in her chest. I awake from my shock and kneel down to check her pulse. It was very weak I could barely feel it. What the hell happened to her? Who would do such a thing? And why? I jump into action immediately not planning to waste a single second.
Klaus’s POV We arrive at the pack hospital five minutes later. Ella went straight for the OR to be prepped for surgery, and I was taken to a private room next to the OR. There was a nurse waiting for me there, and started the blood draw process immediately. Joseph stayed outside to keep an eye on Ella’s condition. When I was done, I went outside and stood against the wall next to joseph. We were standing outside the OR door. About ten minutes later, a nurse walked out and headed towards us. “Alpha Klaus, beta Joseph, Dr. Hunt needs you inside” the nurse motioned us to follow her inside. My heart dropped. Did she die before he could get started? I looked at Joseph and saw that he was thinking the same thing. The nurse gave us sterilized medical gowns and face masks to put on. I took that as a good sign. If she were dead they wouldn’t bother with sterilization. Once we were done, we followed the nurse into the OR. I saw an intubated Ella, laying on the operating table. The knife wa
Ella’s POV Death was painful. I was so disappointed. It should have been only peaceful. Hate, hurt, agony, despair, anger, hopelessness, they shouldn’t exist when someone dies. There should only be good things like pure unending happiness and laughter. I don’t remember laughing at all after I was ten and forced to drop out of school to serve in the pack house. I don’t even remember how to smile let alone laugh. I only know how to cry and scream in pain. Death was supposed to be the start of something good, like finally meeting my mother. Running into her arms and hugging her. Breathing in her scent. Goddess, what I would do to hug her. I would never let her go, not for months. Why isn’t she here with me? Why even death was painful as hell, unless…. Am I in hell? Is that why there is nothing but hurt and darkness here? No, no way, I was a good person. I don’t deserve to end up in hell. I never hurt anyone. Never killed anyone. What the hell is happening then? I tried to get my e
Ella’s POV The expression on their faces was priceless. They were not expecting me to say this at all. I wasn’t expecting myself to say this out loud to anyone, if it wasn’t for that jerk of an alpha. I cleared my throat and tried to speak the next words in a flat tone. I didn’t want to feel anything I was saying because if I did, I would break down completely in front of them. I kept my eyes down and fixed on my hands. I didn’t want to see their pity or sympathy for me. “After my father died in a few weeks, I was serving them dinner one night and I accidentally broke the alpha’s glass of wine. He slapped me then took me to his bedroom to punish me. After he was done… he took away my virginity. Ever since that night he noticed me, he made me come to his bedroom almost every night and did the same thing to me over and over. When alpha Grey got too drunk to touch me or when he was busy, his beta Sam would take his place. Alpha Grey never knew that his beta was abusing me too. I was th
Klaus’s POV I sigh loudly as I stay in the jeep, waiting for Joseph to convince Ella to come back with us to the head pack. My head was still spinning from everything she said in that room. All those horrible marks I saw on her body were caused by her old alpha and beta. It wasn’t just a one time thing, it happened every day for 10 freaking months! The bastards were heartless monsters! How could they do that to her? My blood was boiling in rage. I wanted to rip them to shreds over and over again until my rage diminishes. No wonder she didn’t scream during the public punishment, what I did to her was nothing compared to them. She handled a lot worse than that. I closed my eyes as the pain of handling what was done to her weighed on me, crushing and breaking me from the inside out. To top it all off, I forced her to speak about her abuse by alpha commanding her. I lost my shit when she told me that guy tried to kill her to keep her from saying something else to me. I accused her of
Ella’s POV WHIP! I scream out in pain as the alpha’s whip hits me on my back for the millionth time. “Should we move on to making me comfortable? I have been craving you since the beginning of this lovely evening” said alpha Grey with lust coloring his tone. I cry desperately. If given the choice, I’d choose the torture over the rape a hundred times. Being violated by him makes me hate myself. It makes me disgusted of my own skin. It makes me sick that I am handing over myself to him willingly now because I have no other choice. WHIP! “Did you bite your tongue my little slave?” whispered alpha Grey in my ear, while pulling my head back by painfully grabbing a handful of my hair. I sob in desperation. I have to answer him or he will keep hurting me, but at the same time, prolonging the rape and tolerating more torture would worn him out faster and cut down the number of times he rapes me later. I cry out as his hold on my hair tightens and I feel a couple of strands snap. “I ca