Shameless woman seducing our alpha !

I was left speechless upon hearing Elijah's words. It meant that Sophia had been pregnant, a revelation that shook me to the core. The pain in Elijah's eyes was evident, realizing that in a single night, he had lost both Sophia and their unborn child. I couldn't fathom the fact that Sophia had kept her pregnancy a secret from me, especially considering how we used to share everything. I couldn't help but suspect that there was a conspiracy at play, something I was completely unaware of.

Tears streaming down my face, I couldn't contain my emotions any longer. "I am deeply sorry for the loss of Sophia's baby, but what fault do I have in all of this?" I questioned, my voice choked with sorrow.

Elijah's response sent shivers down my spine. "You are responsible for everything. It's because of you that I lost my child and mate. But you will restore what I have lost," he declared, his haunting blue eyes filled with burning rage.

Dread filled me as I trembled, unsure of what Elijah was insinuating. There was a chilling look in his eyes, as if he had succumbed to madness. "You will give me back my lost baby, and you will remain in this room until I have it—a child for a child," he uttered, leaving me utterly stunned by his words.

"This is all so wrong. I apologize for the deaths of Sophia and her child, but that doesn't justify me becoming your victim. What have I done to deserve this?" I screamed in desperation, struggling to comprehend why I was being made to suffer unjustly.

"You killed Sophie and my child. You were with her until her last breath. The game of death started with you, and I will ensure it ends with you too," Elijah accused, his eyes turning a fiery red as he tightened his grip around my neck.

My mind raced, unable to grasp his accusations. How could I have possibly killed my best friend? I pleaded with him, gasping for breath, "No, I didn't kill Sophia! Please, believe me!" But Elijah persisted, disregarding my pleas. In one swift motion, he forcefully stripped me of my clothes, leaving me vulnerable and exposed before his hungry gaze.

In an attempt to preserve my modesty, I instinctively covered myself with my hands. However, Elijah seized both of my hands, rendering me powerless to stop him. I refused to let this violation happen to me. I questioned the fairness of suffering for a sin I had not committed.

"Why are you taunting me when you desired me all along, even when I was with Sophie? You jealous freak," I retorted, trying to provoke him in a desperate bid to protect him from committing a regretful act.

His teeth clenched, and his piercing blue eyes bore into mine with intensity. I expected him to end my life right then and there, but instead, he burst into laughter, a maddening sound that sent chills down my spine.

"Let's go. I want to take you somewhere," Elijah abruptly broke away from me, causing me to hastily wrap myself in a bedsheet and secure it with a knot. He forcefully grabbed my hand, leading me to a dark canal where the stench of blood filled the air.

Fear engulfed me as I questioned where he was taking me, but my inquiries fell on deaf ears. Eventually, we reached a cell, and tears welled up in my eyes as I saw my bruised and beaten mother trapped inside.

"M-Mom," I stammered, overwhelmed with both relief and anguish at the sight of her. I desperately tried to unlock the cell, but my efforts were futile. Turning to Elijah, who stood emotionless, I pleaded, folding my hands in front of him. His touch gripped my waist tightly.

"Are you truly willing to do anything to save your mother?" he whispered, his breath grazing my face as his hand roamed my body. I shuddered, unable to believe I had once loved this monstrous man.

"Yes, I am prepared to do anything, even if it means serving you every night," I replied, a single tear escaping my eye as I made my sacrificial vow, sacrificing my own dignity.

Elijah leaned down, planting his lips on the skin above my cleavage. "You have twenty minutes. Come to my room and prepare yourself for a night of torment and pleasure," he whispered, his lips teasing my earlobe. Overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through my body, I closed my eyes momentarily, feeling numb to the situation.

Upon reopening my eyes, Elijah had disappeared into the darkness. Was he testing me? I turned my attention back to my battered mother, vowing to protect her even if it meant enduring this unimaginable torment every single night. With my final promise etched in my heart, I made my way back to the mansion.

However, as I began ascending the stairs, I found myself surrounded by a group of wolves.

"Get out of our way!" I shouted, but they closed in on me, leaving me nowhere to escape. Fear gripped me as I realized the danger I was in.

"Look at this shameless woman. She tried to seduce our alpha and murdered our Luna!" one man exclaimed, inciting anger in everyone present.

Their eyes glowed with the power of their wolf nature, and I knew my life was hanging by a thread. I desperately turned to flee, but I was trapped on all sides.

"Kill her! Make her suffer so much that she'll beg for her life every day," a voice called out from the crowd, and they all closed in on me. Panic consumed me as I screamed, trying to deny my alleged crimes.

"You didn't kill your best friend? Yet, here you are, barely three days later, removing your clothes," a man mocked, shaking his head in disdain as he looked at me draped only in a silk bedsheet.

"A woman like you deserves no respect. Shameless creature, unable to control your desires, opening your legs for our alpha. We shall fulfill your desires and teach you a lesson," another man sneered, taking menacing steps toward me.

They surrounded me, leaving no escape route. As I believed my life was about to end, a voice pierced through the chaos, halting the approaching wolves.

"Hey, wait!" a wolf intervened, and I thanked the Moon Goddess for sending someone to save me. I opened my eyes, finding that everyone had halted, their attention directed at the tall man who had spoken up—a man whom I believed could be my savior.

A wave of relief washed over me as I hugged the bedsheet even tighter to my chest, holding on to it as my only protection.

"But Beta James, she killed our Luna. How can we let her go unpunished?" one of the wolves argued, and the rest chimed in, creating a cacophony of voices. The situation seemed dire, and I sought shelter behind James, knowing that he was my sole hope of survival.

"Enough!" James' commanding voice cut through the chaos, silencing everyone. The crowd fell into an uneasy hush.

"The Alpha reserves the right to seek revenge against Amelia, and anyone who dares lay a hand on her will face the Alpha's wrath," James declared, his tone firm and authoritative. The wolves retreated, aware of the consequences of challenging James.

As they backed away, the murmurs and whispers filled the air, but no one dared to raise their voice in James' presence. Angry glares were directed towards me as they left me alone, their anger simmering beneath the surface.

"I want to thank you for saving me. I always knew you would be there for me, my friend," I said, gratitude and relief evident in my voice as I reached out to hug James. However, he pushed me away, his actions conveying a newfound hostility.

"Don't touch me," James said, visibly repulsed by my mere presence. He quickly adjusted his clothes, as if my touch had tainted them.

"Why are you covering yourself with just a bedsheet? If you dress like that, how can you expect men to resist? Your exposed shoulder invites their attention," he rebuked, causing me to avert my eyes, grateful that at least I had the bedsheet to shield my vulnerable body from their predatory gazes.

I glanced at James, but he seemed like a stranger, no longer the friend I once knew but rather the Beta of the Alpha, cold and detached.

"The Alpha left me with no choice. He tore my clothes apart. It's better to cover myself with a sheet than to emerge naked and flee for my life," I retorted, my anger and despair consuming me.

"I have to leave this place. Everyone here considers me the murderer of Sophia and her unborn child, but I assure you, I am innocent. Sophia was with me until her last breath, and I would never harm her," I declared, gripping James' shirt desperately.

"Stop lying, Amelia. Why won't you accept the truth? Perhaps Alpha Elijah will show you mercy," James replied sternly, refusing to believe my pleas.

"This is all a lie. Why would I embrace such a heinous act when Sophia meant so much to me? Our friendship was deep, and everyone knew that. So why would I kill her?" I asked James, my voice trembling with both grief and anger as I clung to his collar.

"I too believed in your innocence, but..."

"But what?" I implored, as James firmly held my hand and dragged me towards Alpha Elijah's office.

"Why are you taking me here? Let me go," I pleaded, my hand trapped in James' firm grasp, rendering me powerless to resist.

"You want to know why I blame you for Sophia's death and despise you? Then come face the truth," James asserted, leading me into Alpha Elijah's office.

Confused and apprehensive, I followed James inside. He retrieved a letter from an ancient book and flung it at me, urging me to read its contents.

As I picked up the letter from the ground, my hands trembling, I began to read its words. The shocking truth unfolded before my eyes.

"Elijah, I'm terrified. I don't know if I'll be alive by the time you receive this letter. Amelia has loved you since the day you two met. I fear she's conspiring to separate us, to break our bond as mates. She wants to destroy us, and I'm afraid she'll harm our unborn child. Please protect me, Elijah. You mean everything to me. Please, keep me safe."

Disbelief washed over me as I stared at the letter in my hands. Sophia's handwriting adorned the page, yet the contents painted a picture of betrayal. How could my best friend fabricate such lies and frame me?

Lost in denial and the agony of betrayal, my thoughts were interrupted by an unfamiliar voice. "What is this woman doing in my house?"