7 Stupid Girl

Enzo shook his head, leaning back in his chair with a smirk on his lips. He seemed to be enjoying Adeline’s frustration. “It sounds ridiculous that your entire pack was wiped out, just like that.” He let out a throaty laugh, pinching the bridge of his nose as if the thought was too absurd to take seriously. “Didn’t they have any sort of defense? Are the alphas in your pack a bunch of weak idiots?”

Adeline’s gaze dropped to the floor, her fists tightening by her sides as the memory of the attack replayed in her mind. She had no words to respond to his mockery at the moment.

Enzo waved a dismissive hand at her, as if brushing aside her pain. “None of that matters now.” He leaned down to her height, flicking a finger at Adeline's forehead and making her flinch. “From this moment on, in return for me saving your life, you’ll be my servant.” He paused, letting his words sink in before continuing. “And you will address me as Master or Supreme Alpha.”

Adeline’s eyes shot open wide, shock flooding her features. What the hell is this man talking about? Her, Adeline Smith, call another man master? Become his servant?

She immediately jumped up from the bed, putting as much distance between herself and Enzo as the room allowed. “Are you out of your mind? Do you realize how stupid you sound?”

Enzo didn’t even flinch. He stood from the chair, walking over to the desk where the tray of food was laid out. Calmly, he picked up the teapot, pouring himself a cup of tea. He sipped it, savoring the taste, before turning to face Adeline again. “You better watch your tongue,” he warned, pointing a finger at her.

Adeline shook her head, her face filled with disgust. Not only was she disgusted, but she was also cringed out. “No. First of all, there’s no way on earth I’m calling you any of that. And secondly—” She paused, her expression twisting as if she had just heard the most repulsive thing imaginable. “Servant?” she shivered, the word tasting foul in her mouth. “Do you even know who I am? I’m the daughter of—”

Enzo rolled his eyes, cutting her off mid-sentence. His voice was bored, as if he had heard this story a thousand times before. “The daughter of Baron Smith, blah, blah, blah,” he drawled. “None of that matters anymore. You’re a nobody now.”

His words hit Adeline like a physical blow, knocking the wind out of her. She stumbled back, her pupils dilating. For a moment there, she almost forgot that her pack was gone, her family gone. Everything she had known and loved was gone.

Enzo’s voice pulled her from her spiraling thoughts. “No one knows who you are,” he continued, not caring about her feelings as he spoke. “So if you know what’s best for you, you’ll just do as I say.” He turned back to the desk, picking up a small spoon and stirring his tea casually, which infuriated Adeline even more.

Adeline stormed towards the door, and as she reached for the handle, she yanked it hard, but it wouldn't budge. The door was locked. When did he even lock it? She had seen him close it, but she could have sworn it wasn’t locked. Her breath came in sharp, angry bursts as she turned back to Enzo, who remained calm but visibly annoyed at how defiant she was being.

“Open this door at once!” She demanded, kicking her foot at the door aggressively. “I’m leaving, and that's final.”

Enzo’s patience finally snapped. He tossed the delicate ceramic teacup aside, and it shattered against the floor, spilling the dark tea inside. He walked towards her, his heavy footsteps making the floorboards creak under his weight.

Grabbing her wrist tightly, he pulled her away from the door. “You’re quite stubborn, aren’t you, Adeline? I've been trying to be patient with you, and everyone knows that I'm not a patient man. Enough is enough!”

Adeline struggled in his grasp, her heart starting to beat faster as she tried to pull free. But his grip was too tight, holding her in place as if she were a mere doll. Enzo dragged her back towards the bed, stopping beside it to look at her.

“You better listen to me and do what I say. I could kill you right here if I wanted, and no one would lift a finger to stop me. And where the hell do you think you’re going to go if I let you go?”

He pulled her closer, their faces just a few inches apart, and his breath hot against her skin. “You’d die the moment you step foot out of this pack. Whoever shot you knows you escaped, and they’re probably out there looking for you right now.”

Adeline gritted her teeth. She knew that he was right, but she didn't want to admit it. If Enzo decided to let her go, she wouldn't even know what to do or where to start.

She yanked at her wrist, trying desperately to free herself, but his grip still didn’t budge. “I don’t care! I’m going back to my pack! I would rather die outside than become your servant.”

Enzo’s eyes narrowed as he glared down at her. If it were anyone else, their neck would have been snapped by now. He grabbed her other wrist, holding both of her hands tightly. “Oh yeah?” he sneered. "And what exactly are you going to do when you get back to your pack? Magically heal everyone?”

He let out an irritated chuckle, shaking his head at her stubbornness. “If someone saw you, they might think you have some common sense, but it turns out you don’t. You’ve got to be the stupidest girl I’ve ever seen.”

His grip on her wrists tightened as he shook her slightly, trying to knock some sense into her. “Life isn’t all rainbows and sunshine, Adeline. Your pack is gone, and there’s nothing you can do about it. Surely they wouldn’t want their only survivor to die, would they?”

Adeline’s lips trembled as his words sank in. She tried to speak but couldn't.

Enzo leaned in closer, his lips almost touching her ear. “Face it, Adeline. One step out there, and you’ll be shot down like an animal. Trust me when I say this, whoever shot you isn’t going to miss next time.”