Chapter 23
The two female omegas assigned to Viola had come and helped her take a bath, a very painful bath she didn’t think she was supposed to have yet, because her bruises were still in the process of healing. Her entire body ached now as she sat in the wheelchair, waiting for whoever she had been told would come and remove her from the Silver Pack.
Viola released a sigh of despair just as she heard the door finally open.
She raised her head to see the unclear shapes of men entering. They didn’t speak to her, but one of them asked the other,
“Is she the one p>
“Yes. She’s the one p>
Before she could register what was happening or ask them if she could see the Alpha, she was hurled out of the wheelchair without any care and thrown over a broad shoulder.
“Put me down!” Viola snapped as his shoulder brushed her rib that had been operated on and was still in the process of healing. “Y-you can’t send me away… I need to see the Alpha!” She tried to wiggle down from his shoulder, but the Delta barely budged, and it only caused her more pain in the ribs.
Angered at being manhandled again after everything she had been through, she gritted her teeth and lashed out with her cast feet, ramming him in the side and lower torso with enough force to make him stagger and finally release her. She tumbled painfully to the polished hallway floor as he cursed savagely.
Through her hazy vision, Viola saw the Delta, angry, reach out his hand and grab a handful of her hair, about to hit her, but froze midair when a chillingly cold voice rang out in the hall.
“Touch her, and I’ll break your neck. Step away from her p>
Viola felt him let go of her hair, and along with the other two Deltas, they moved to the side and bowed their heads to the Alpha. “Supreme Alpha!” they greeted.
However, Sebastian’s sliver eyes weren’t on the others, they were on the one who had grabbed Viola’s hair and almost hit her.
“Did I give you the right to touch her?” he asked, his voice cold. It suddenly seemed the air in the hallway had grown icy, though there was no air conditioner there. “She has a wheelchair; you didn’t have to carry or lay a finger on her p>
The Delta looked confused and terrified at the same time but stammered, “N-no, she was being difficult, so I p>
“So you thought to hit her to ’straighten her up,’ is that it?” Sebastian asked flatly, his tone blank yet lethal, making the Delta swallow hard.
He had never been addressed directly by the Alpha before. All he had heard was that speaking to Seb was like standing before the devil himself, whose presence and voice could make anyone drop to their knees. Now he understood that the stories weren’t exaggerations!
Despite his fear, the Delta had been doing his duty properly, so he tried to explain:
“Y-yes, Supreme Alpha. She kicked me where I got hurt during training in the grounds, so I p>
“Take him to the underground dungeon,” Sebastian ordered, no longer interested in the Delta’s explanation or why he had raised a hand against the girl.
The Delta’s eyes widened in horror. The underground dungeon was a place where, once a werewolf was locked inside, they never came out alive. What had he done? All he had done was try to discipline a nobody who had hit him first! He was innocent!
“Supreme Alpha, please forgive me!” he cried.
The Delta was soon dragged away by the others, kicking and pleading for Sebastian to spare him. But if Sebastian even heard him, he gave no sign of it. Despite the Delta being one of the best men in his red barge, the prized warriors under his command, Seb did not show mercy.
’Seb, aren’t you going a little too far for her?’ Matt spoke through their link, unable to understand why the Alpha would sentence one of their top warriors to death for someone who didn’t even belong to the Silvers.
He had seen how Sebastian discarded many of his fated mates in past years who were weak, and how he controlled the bond to avoid being controlled by it.
Sebastian had always put his pack members first, before anyone else, but now he was sentencing a warrior for the sake of an outsider, someone Matt didn’t like very much, because as his friend, he strongly believed the Silver Pack was not meant for her.
’First, you’re sending her to p>
’Even if I do not want her, they don’t have the right to touch her when I am already sending her away,’ Sebastian replied, turning his silver eyes to the fragile figure on the floor, who was squinting to see through her unclear vision. Stupid girl.
“You have a death wish, don’t you, little girl?” Sebastian said coldly, as if he hadn’t been the one to stop her from getting the beating of a lifetime from a strong warrior. “First, you disturb my time from my duty, and then you dare hit a warrior. I should put you in the dungeon with him to die there p>
“Then go ahead,” Viola gritted out, looking up at his hazy form. Despite how his aura made her break out in a cold sweat, she had nothing to lose by talking back. He should go ahead and order her execution; it would be better than being thrown out to the packless!
Sebastian’s brow rose at her defiance. “Talking back, are we? You know I can do that, don’t you?” he said with a humorless chuckle. The nerve of the little thing to challenge him, when she looked like someone he could so easily step on and crush into the floor. Did she really think he couldn’t order her execution in the blink of an eye? Killing her would be much better than sending her away.
“I have no doubt you can, being the mighty Alpha you are,” she replied, resentment clear in her tone, which made Sebastian’s lip twitch upward at the side. “It wouldn’t be new for you to get rid of me, but from what I see, you won’t do it p>
“And what makes you think I won’t?” he asked.
“Because I am your mate,” Viola stated, carefully choosing her words, aware of how much she was risking by stepping onto dangerous ground, but she needed to step into it to save herself by acknowledging what he has rejected. Well she hadn’t accepted his rejection because she didn’t have a wolf to do so, so she might as well use it to her advantage.
“You stopped him from hitting me a moment ago, and you won’t send me to that dungeon with him p>
’Ooh, I like her. She’s talking back to you and claiming you,’ his wolf said cheerfully. It was the first time someone had dared to talk back to him while he carried the aura of a mighty Alpha, and instead of being enraged, his wolf was entertained.
That alone annoyed Sebastian. Even more so because his wolf wasn’t telling him to throw her out again after they had brought her back from the North Pack. The hypocrite had switched sides the very moment they found her broken on the forest ground.
“Don’t get too confident, little girl. You are no different from all the other mates I’ve rejected. I’ve rejected you too, and I could still kill you to break the bond,” he warned in a dangerously low voice.
The threat made Viola want to rethink her decision to approach and corner him this way, a chill crawling up her spine despite her stubborn resolve.
“I am not a little girl,” she countered, and Sebastian let out a short, exhaling laugh, not kind, but more an amused acknowledgment. He found it strangely entertaining and annoying that the girl felt the need to correct him, even though she was still a teenager and looked every bit a little girl to him.
No one could convince him otherwise, especially since he had seen her bare torso weeks ago in the forest, and that had been unmistakably the chest of a small girl, soft and undeveloped.
“Then what are you? Seventeen? Eighteen? Or less?” he asked, his eyes narrowing. “If you know what’s good for you, you’ll stay silent and stop getting on my nerves with this mate nonsense you keep clinging to. I’ve already made arrangements to send you to America, where you can live among humans. You’ll have a house there, a new life, and no one will ever suspect you of being anything other than human. Matt, get her wheelchair and hand me the case p>
Matt stepped forward and handed over the glass case, then turned and left to get the wheelchair.
Viola’s eyes widened in surprise. She had expected he would simply throw her out of his pack territory, leaving her to the rogues. But now… he was sending her to live with humans.
A part of her, happy about the news, wanted to stay silent and not speak again so he wouldn’t change his mind about sending her to the human world. But the other part, wanting to rise to power in this world, find her twin, and make everyone who hurt her pay, couldn’t stay silent.
Had he offered this to her selfish self four years ago, she would have jumped at the opportunity and left without a single moment of hesitation. But she couldn’t. She wouldn’t leave without finding her sister and making things right. She didn’t want to be selfish anymore, and though going away would save her from much pain and humiliation, Viola knew she couldn’t.
“I don’t want to go to America,” Viola declared firmly.
Sebastian, who was unboxing the pink case Matt handed him, looked toward the girl with mild surprise. “Who said you get to choose where you go? It’s either there or outside my territory. Pick wisely p>
“I am your mate. I want to stay where my mate is, in Silver Pack. To be more precise… I want to be your Luna,” Viola declared, looking up at him.
Yes, she sounded shameless and utterly delusional, but what other options did she have? She belonged in the werewolves’ world, not the human world. Here, in this world, she had a chance to uncover what had made her wolf fail to surface, a chance she would never have in America, wherever that place was located around the world. The only way to ensure no one would ever humiliate her again was to rise as his Luna, the Supreme Luna, and secure a position no one could strip from her.