Ch 3

Sammie’s POV

“What the heck do you mean by that?” I asked Max, glaring my eyes at him, daring him to say it again. I could not believe what he was saying to me. Be his wife?! That is impossible.

I know I don't have any power or even a position, but I have my mouth, and that's the only thing I have that can defend me.

“You heard me, you little Slut! You are going to be my mistress! I will shame you and make you lose your freedom until you learn how to be respectful to me” he growled.

“Be respectful to you? You don't deserve it one bit. You have to earn my respect! You must take me for a fool to think I would believe such a thing! There is no way you will be allowed to take a cast out as a mistress!” I argued, as if I knew what I was saying or as if I knew what would happen like the back of my hands.

But it was better to talk and challenge him than stay in front of him looking defeated.

He made a wicked laugh and closed the distance between us, he then grabbed my chin as if I was just a little thing or his plaything.

“I see you still don’t know how I can influence my mother and father! You still don’t realize I am the future of this pack. I can do whatever I want to do, I can decide to kill you if I see fit”, he threatened. I know those threats were not empty and he could do what he was saying.

I could not think of one thing to do for him that would appease him and still wouldn’t make me look like an idiot. I have to get out of here and being his hated wife is just not the right way to do so.

“I am sorry” I muttered, but instead of him accepting my apology, he mocked me. He laughed too hard, hard enough to put me in my lowly position.

This was not the plan. I am doing what he wants me to do, but I guess that was not his plan after all.

He moved away from me now, went over to his desk, and made a quick phone call.

“Yes. . . You can come in now”, he said to the receiver and ended the call.

“Who are you calling?” I asked him. Fear was beginning to creep into my body now. I tried to reach for my wolf, but she was not available. It seems she always runs away to hide during times like that. She had given me all the strength I need all day, but now, she was nowhere to be found.

“What's the hurry, girl? You just need to be patient, it won't be long now and you will get the answer to your question” he said, and so calmly at that. This is not new. Something like this had happened before when I was called into a place anonymously. The person had sent a note telling me they wanted to give me a job, and without a second thought, I had gone to the destination only to be met by boys and girls with facial masks on, and they had all put me in their middle, surrounding me. I was pestered and harassed in a very aggressive matter, I was mocked at, and that evening didn't end there. It has followed me ever since.

But I was unable to say a word about that evening to anyone. I kept it to myself and, of course, if he had been there I would not have known, they were all in masks and talking almost at the same time.

Now, I could not help but be reminded of the evening again, with the words he was speaking to me. I want to believe Max would not be so bold as to do the same thing to me in his office. It won't end well.

I held onto that thought as I kept quiet and said no more words, I didn't want to piss him off any more.

It didn't take long for the ones he had spoken to over the phone to start coming into his office, one after the other, with a devilish chuckle on each of their faces as if they knew a secret I knew nothing about as if they had leverage over me. I immediately started to feel alone and, for the first time, scared.

When they were done entering and the last person had closed the door behind him, I realized they were all the girls and boys whose birthdays were today too. Is this some type of private party? I wanted to ask someone. I looked over at Dan where he stood but he was with his girlfriend, Shayna. I wonder what she was doing there in the room with us. She has the same birthday as Max, which makes her twenty too, almost two years older than me.

While I was still trying to understand what was happening, I began to move around, but their eyes were not leaving me.

I thought Max would at least explain things to me, he was not coming to me or even showing any sign that he was planning to, he was having a heated argument with Shayna.

Someone put on music, but it was extremely loud. I could not hear what any of them were whispering now. I looked around to see where the music had come from, and I wanted to make my way toward the place when they came in twos to block my way, they were dancing and pushing me closer to their sides.

I wanted to complain that the music was too loud and that it would only disturb the peace of the people who had come to celebrate with us, but I stopped myself. Who am I kidding? The loud music would not leave the office because of the soundproofing, And who said any of them would listen to me anyway, so I stayed put.

After a while, I began to relax, since no one had come to meet me to harass me in any way because usually, a gathering with an outcast like me does not always involve partying, it involves more cussing, hitting, and bullying.

I didn't dance, I just watched, I wanted everything that was going on to get done so I could go back to my work, and then finally go to my house to get enough sleep or maybe then I can finally think about what I am going to do from now on. What am I going to do after discovering my mate has turned out to be this asshole and I had no other means to get out of the pack.

You are the one forcing yourself on him, I have heard. . . “ Shayna said as she came up behind me, but Max didn't come with her. How I could hear her over the loud music was beyond my reasoning.

The expression on her face was anything but friendly and I didn't want to understand why she was doing that. I was in no way a threat to her or her relationship.

“I think you have heard wrong, Shayna. That is not me. I definitely do not want to have anything to do with him or anything about him whatsoever, believe me” I said, trying my best to remove every doubt away from her mind, but she was obviously not having it.

It seemed she was now there to pour the annoyance of her fight with Max on me.

“Oh, are you looking down on the future alpha? You think you are too big and mighty? Despite being the lowest of all, your stupid mouth is the only weapon you think you have got! What am I hearing about you being the mistress to our future alpha?” She asked finally, maybe that was what the arguments had been about.

I looked over Shayna ‘s shoulder to look for him, but it seemed he was not there anymore, he had left me in his office by myself, in the midst of these hungry mongers.

“Answer the freaking question” Her shout jerked me into reality,

“You should not be asking me that. You know exactly who to ask. Go ask him, I am sure he will give you the answers you need,” I said to her, finally getting rid of every fear in my mind. I can feel Lily's presence now, she is powering me up with strength. I knew I was already in deep soup, none of the people present were my friends. They were all friends with Shayna, and anyone who was not her friend already and was in the office was obviously looking for ways to be among her favorites.

I wanted to blurt out everything I wanted to say without thinking about the consequences, but I knew for a fact that I was not going to get out of there without getting hurt if I did. But still, I thought I might as well do some talking with the only weapon I have, my mouth.

“Have you noticed?. . . “ I started to say to her in a slow whisper. “Max doesn't really like you, he only wants you for your status, nothing more. I mean, why else would he be looking for a mistress when he has you? You keep forcing yourself on him”, I finished with a dirty smile on my face, just the exact one I had seen when she first came inside Max’s office.

I was content with the expression on her face, she was in flames! I could almost feel it on my cheeks! And that was before she slapped me on my face. I am getting used to that a lot now. It was not a new thing.

“Hmm” I chuckled, holding my hot cheek with my other hand.

“You little slut!” she screamed. Everyone in the office stopped and started to come to her aid, others even started poking and pushing me to make a point! I had done something terrible to their queen, no one had cared about the hot slap I had just received for simply talking with my mouth.

“Tie her down and fetch me a silver knife and wolfsbane and bring her to the woods without letting anyone know” she instructed, and just then her minions were already going into place.

I panicked. What was she going to do with those things? I looked into her eyes, and all I met was her cold stare. She hated me. That is not new, but this is another level! She was no longer hiding it.

She wants me gone. . . I want myself gone too, but it is obvious that we are not talking about the same type of gone...