Chapter 3

Alex’s P.O.V.

That cool night was as black as ink and deep as the sea. The silence and horror were such that it seemed as if the joys had turned away from there, the heaviness and sadness of the atmosphere was like a young widow scattering her hair in a sad lonely night.

In this cold night, I was looking here and there in the corridors of this palace-like house. I freed my delicate pink feet from the anklets and placed them carefully on the small tripod and move forward.

As I came out, It was the back side of the bungalow, where there were five or six rooms in a row. One thing was surprising me that in such a big house I had not seen a single soul. Where was he? After getting home, I didn’t saw him. Today was our wedding night and he had left me alone.

Suddenly, a loud voice drew my attention; I thought about it and realized that the voice was coming from the room at the end of the front room. My heart was pounding in an unpleasant way.

Wiping the sweat on my forehead, I pushed the strong iron door inward, but the door was still closed, that is, the door was locked from the inside. Thinking something, I moved away from there and turned around to face the window behind, the aluminum window. The sounds were coming out of the open window, so the rest of the room was probably soundproof.

Before I looked inside, a phrase of an unknown language came to my ears and at the same time someone's painful screams shook my heart. My soul trembled after seeing the sight.

It was as dark as the night outside, inside there was the same amount of light that shaded the eyes. A twenty-five to twenty-six-year-old man was tied on the iron table in front of him. Two masked men were constantly tormenting him. The young man was writhing in agony like a fish in water. His screams were full of horror and pain, but the people there were probably devoid of all feelings.

I might have accepted the same thing as truth, but the atrocities being committed on this person were in reality. Now one of the masked men was wounding the man's thigh and the other was putting salt on his wounded body. Someone poured cold water on his face, which means he was in agony, the person pouring water had his back towards the window, but seeing his size and long hair, I shrank with fear and a fear had risen in my heart.

The life was coming out of my trembling legs due to fear and terror, my voice was choked somewhere in my throat, I was just watching the brutal game of human-like beasts with my own eyes, but maybe another doom awaits me.

Suddenly, the person who was sitting on a large chair turned his face and I was stunned. His green eyes had a cold expression. Sharp jaws like a model were set hard. The nose and cheeks were red. Apparently, seeing this side of the personality of a man who looked like an Apollo, something broke inside me.

Seeing his face, I spontaneously took a step back and shook my head in the negative. My wide open eyes were dripping with uncertainty. I stopped hearing all the sounds around me and my mind was going blank.

Suddenly, I felt a familiar touch on my back, earlobe and warm breath on my neck, my heart forgot to beat for a moment.

Now he was inside the room, when and how did he come out? This thought made me cry, what was the reality of this person.

"What are you doing here my princess, it's our golden night so you should be in the room then what are you doing here?"

Unlike his touch, his voice was very cold; I felt the coldness of his tone and started losing my senses.

Before he could say anything else I swung unconsciously in his arms.

Alpha Conard’s P.O.V.

This was a shock for me to find out that she was my destined mate. I couldn’t accept this reality.

I promised myself that I would live with her for my brother. For past five years, he was in coma. No one knows about it. I still wanted him to be healthy so that I could present his culprit in front of him. But fate was so cruel this time too.

Mate pull forced me to look over her face again and again but I barely control myself. I have to do something to calm myself so I left her and headed toward my torture room but she got there too and was now unconscious in my room.

I glanced around and saw the fragile girl in my arms swinging. She looked like a plastic doll. The feelings to touch her were so strong but I restrained myself. Bending down, I lifted her comfortably in my lap.

A deep impression of fear was visible on her innocent face.

“Oh my princess! You are my doll. I did not intend to punish you now, but what you have seen today is dangerous. You will be punished for it.”

Whispering in a low voice, I pressed my lips to her fair forehead and moved inside, carrying her unconscious being in my arms.

“I wanted to give you peace and love. I wanted to tell my story calmly so that you know what crime you are being punished for." I tied the unconscious Alex's hands and feet and threw her into a bathtub full of cold water where she regained consciousness immediately.

"Ah get me out of here, open my hands please."

In this cold weather, her body was drowning in the cold water, her hands and feet were tied, so she was unable to get out of the bathtub. Until hours ago, I was the best person in the world to her, I knew but now seeing my brutal face, she was shivering with fear and cold.

"How quick was it for you to be punished, who told you to go for a walk in the house and go and see it all?" She was shivering with cold and fear while I was constantly smiling. I was not ready to listen my wolf this time. I was just remembering my brother.

"Pup . . please …” She was pleading with her eyes closed in a broken voice shivering from the cold. Her lips as well as her body were now turning blue. I sat on the floor next to her. She was losing consciousness while saying something in a low voice.

"Oh No... how weak you are, you offensive ones, you cannot bear even a little."

I put my thumb and forefinger together to indicate a slight pain and pitifully looked at her unconscious existence then stooped down, pulled her out of the water and carried her out into the room.

After coming out, instead of laying her on the bed, I threw her on the bed with force. When she hit the bed, there was some movement in her body and the blood in the veins started to flow again after some movement. Feeling that her body was getting warm again, she sat up and looked at me.

"You have chosen this life for yourself with your own happiness, so now you have to suffer! Anyway, this was a trailer. I thought that you are a bit extra sensitive.” I told her with a grin and she was just looking at my face.

 “And yes, get up and change these wet clothes, I have no intention of treating you."

Seeing her silent, holding the mobile phone in my hand, I waved it in front of her and left her in that state.