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Demi's pov

I didn't hear right.

I was sure I didn't hear right.

My hand ached to pull out a chair and drop myself on it while I let my mind wander around their words but instead, I stood because the option of taking a seat was out of it and I wasn't given a chance to think about the words before another bomb dropped.

"You are leaving tomorrow," Logan added reaching out his hand to grab his drink. He took a sip from it before speaking further, "And you are leaving Haris behind."

"No." My voice came out frail even when I intended it deeper and firmer, "I can't do that."

"Do what?" The other man who I still didn't know his identify spoke, "Leave your brother behind?"

"I meant killing the Alpha." I stated firmly sharpening my gaze at them, "I don't know what is going on here or what this is about and I am very confused."

"You don't need to know." Logan glared at me, "Just do as you are told."

"I ca-"

"Demi!!" Logan growled getting up from his seat, quick long strides brought him towards me, "Do not disrespect me in front of the him! I own you and you will do as I say even if it means taking your own life!"

I stood there silent with my head bowed as he spoke .

"You are going there tomorrow and before you are sent off, you shall be briefed on what to do." He instructed, "Don't even think of defying me because Haris will be the one to pay the price! Now follow the rogue king and attend to his needs."

I was mute all through, not saying a word knowing that my brother would be in pain for it. I did as I was instructed following his guest to his room waiting for him hand and foot and hoping to be released soon and with his Identify now being confirmed as the rogue king, I knew they were up to no good and it was something I didn't want to be part of.

   

                           As I ran errands for the rogue king, I realized that I had to think of a plan that would enable me to escape their treacherous schemes for me even while I fully didn't understand them.

Why would they want to kill the Alpha King and why pick me to do it?

And why was an Alpha friends with a rogue and a rogue king at that?!

I raised my fist knocking at the door and when he pronounced for me to enter, I did.

I didn't look at him as I walked to the table to place the food he requested and when I did, I turned to him and bowed so I could take my leave cause it was already night and I wanted to meet Haris.

"Strip." The man stood up with his fingers going to his shirt unbuttoning them slowly, "Now!" He repeated when I just stared at him without a response.

"I am sorry, I wasn't required to do that." I gave another bow and turned to leave when he caught me by my hair fisting the mane and pulling me back, "Let me go!"

"Didn't your owner teach you submission?" He questioned in my ear, "You do as I say!"

"I am not doing that." I twisted to break free from his hold, "I will not lay with you!"

"I wasn't asking your consent."

His hand moved to my neck, pulling me back and pressing me against him and he dug his hips agaunst my back.

I turned my neck sinking my teeth in his arms to bite him. He screamed and let go of me shoving me to fall over the food that I had placed on the table.

It came crashing down with me on it along with its content and I winced as shards of gas pierced my skin from the broken water pitcher.

"You dare defy me." He was walking towards me menacingly but I was faster and I grabbed a piece of glass squeezing it in my palm, it sliced me with blood oozing out but I didn't mind, "Come here!" He barked grabbing my arm and pulling me up and before he could act further I aimed stabbing the glass in his eyes and he let go of me screaming in terror.

We are in trouble! Harlyn caved in fear as we heard footsteps immediately after he screamed.

I could smell Logan as well.

Soon, the door was flung open. I didn't even bother running. I just stood there watching as the man clutched to his eye where I had stabbed gritting against the ground in pain.

"What happened-" Logan's words stopped when he looked at his guest on the ground and a large terrifying growl came from him suddenly his gaze turned to me staring daggers into my soul, "You did this!"

"He was about to-"

"Shut your mouth!" He was before me in a flash, hands gripping my neck wringing it cutting off my air supply and I tried to fight grappling at his arms so he could release me, "I don't want to hear anything! You were to serve my guest not blind him."

"Please," I begged scratching at his arms as he dragged me out of the room. He threw me on the ground and called for a guard to bring a rope.

The rope was brought and he tied it around my neck squeezing it tight, he hooked the end around his hand dragging me on the ground against the carpets and I struggled kicking and fighting as he dragged against the cool tiling, my already blistered skin rubbing aggressively against the floors.

He pulled me outside the pack house dragging me against grass and dirt and to a building that looked very familiar.

No, no, no...

I couldn't shake my head as he tugged me into the building.

My insides revolted, twisting in disgust and my stomach turned as I scrunched up my nose at the stench hitting my nostrils.

It smelt my rotten flesh and feaces, I should be accustomed to the smell by now as I spent most of my nights here in punishment but I wasn't.

He flung me by the rope and I landed on piling bodies coughing at the strain on my neck and wheezing at the terrible rotteness.

"You are going to regret this!" He yanked me across the bodies, my face being buried in decaying flesg as a result and then he threw me on the ground.

"Please!" I begged attempting to scamper away from him when he pulled a dagger out of his pockets. He waved it in the air, the sharp blade glistening in the dim light, "No please Alpha!"

Logan's laughter peeled through the air. He went on his haunches and grabbed my hand, the same one he had cut a finger from.

"Please Alpha." I had begun to weep louder knowing what he was about to do, "Ple-?"

My pleas were silenced when the blade sliced through the air, the sharp metal glinted as it struck my hand in an aching crunch, a scream tore from my throat as the blade sliced through my skin biting deep into my flesh.

Red crimson liquid sprayed between us as my severed hand fell off, I could see my fingers twitching through my tear-clouded eyes like a dying creature, it looked like when a gecko lost its tail and the tail kept moving.

The bleeding stump was filled with an agonizing pain as it pulsed with a rhythmic gout of blood while the very life force escaped from it slowly.

"Serves you right!" He growled before walking out the door and shutting it hard behind him leaving me alone in the dark room.

Alone with piles of rotting bodies of pack traitors that have been killed and weren't properly buried.

I have been here almost all the time, anytime I did something severe he threw me in here to spend nights with the rotting bodies, and that contributed to me being stinky.

I shifted closer to the wall like I always did, muffling my cries holding onto my arm stump and staring at the hanging skin with blood flowing from it.

My gaze went to my dead hand but it wasn't there anymore.

It was gone, it was gone and nothing could suppress the pain in my heart knowing that he was going to force Haris to eat my hand.

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              My eyes cracked open and I could see the stream of moonlight coming into the dark room. My gaze followed the trail to see that the door was slightly open.

It's your chance, go! Harlyn said immediately and I stood up letting myself out quietly.

Logan usually locked the door after throwing me in and this time he didn't and I took the opportunity.

Ignoring the pain in my arm, a dull ache that flowed beating aggressively like hot white agony searing through the parts left of my limb. It was consuming pain that almost halted my will to live but I had to go on.

I had now bandaged the stump with the torn hem of my dress, I rushed to my room where I knew Haris would be with only one thing in my mind, escape! Escape! Escape!

I got to the room and let myself in only to see Haris huddled close to the wall with teary eyes and blood-stained lips. He had his hands around his legs and was sitting in a fear-stricken state.

"Demi." He cried out but I put my hand over his mouth to shush him telling him through the mind link that we were running away, "I am sorry for eating your hand, he forced me." He mentioned in tears when I got my hand off his mouth.

"It's okay." I comforted him as we snuck out of the room and headed quickly outside the pack house and soon we were nearing the borders of the pack house.

Immediately we got there, I stopped and looked back at the place that had brought me nothing but misery and lost limbs and then I pronounced the golden words.

"I, Demi Carson accept your rejection, Alpha Logan of Darkwater pack, and I forever sever the bond between us."

The moment of I pronounced those words, I instantly felt like a weight was being lifted off my chest and I felt free.

I took Harris's hand in mine and made a run for it crossing the borders without looking back and making us rogues.