HELP ME OUT.

He is just my second mate, and there is no guarantee he would accept me.

I got to the prison and instructed the guards to let me in, and they did.

When I got inside, the place seemed cold.

The more I got closer to him, the more I felt the heat coming from him as he glanced up, looking at me with a smirk.

I heaved a deep sigh to calm my nerves. I can’t let his pheromones overwhelm me. He smells good, but I need to be careful of him.

“You knew about it, didn’t you?” I stood in front of him as I gestured for the bodyguards guiding the prison to leave us alone for a minute and they did.

He began laughing hysterically as he shook his head and glared at me. “So, what if I knew about it? What would happen?”

“I’m your mate. Doesn’t that bother you at all? You…”

“The last time I checked, you are married to Ragnulf. That’s why you thought I was Ragnulf and got scared?” He laughed. “I still can’t forget the look of horror on your face.”

“No,” I shook my head. “I’m not scared. I’m just wondering why you never submitted to us when we asked you to. You know, joining us and collaborating with our pack. You are the only survivor. I wonder what your people will think.” I clenched my fist, pushing out the idea of Ragnulf finding out about him.

“And you destroyed my pack because I refused to join your pack.” He cackled. “Seems like your marriage with Ragnulf isn’t good, as the rumors say they are. What, is he maltreating you or not satisfying you enough?”

“That’s not what we are talking about here. I’m talking about you. Why would you go to the extent of letting your people get wiped out is what I don’t understand? Why didn't you stay at the frontline and protect them?”

He’s so annoying.

Why do I care about him? He must have some ulterior motives. Who wouldn’t have ulterior motives with someone who just destroyed his pack?

Sounds reasonable, doesn’t it?

“They are nothing but puppets to me,” He shrugged.

He terrified me. Gosh, why was he laughing?

“This is not funny.” I muttered and kept staring at him when he chuckled. “Not funny, you say? You are quite interesting.”

“You call your people puppets?” I yelled, how could he?

“Why are you mad?” He snarled. “You wiped them out yourself and you still have the guts to be calling them my people. You are sick in the head, Omega.” He uttered.

“I don’t blame you,” I said silently and sighed.

“Oh, I don’t blame you as well. All I know is that you are stupid, dumbfuck and a mess. I wonder why an Omega will stay in the frontline in the middle of a battle. It seems to me your clan wants you dead so badly or else they wouldn’t risk your life all the time for a silly war. I've heard the rumors. Or were you probably dreaming and feeling so full of yourself, thinking that you’ve arrived and felt so important…”

“Please mind your business,” I quickly stopped him.

His words were hurting me, and he was right about everything.

With a slight smirk, he asked. “Is that so?”

“You should thank me for saving your life.”

“I should thank you,” He laughed again. “For what? I hate you and you know that.”

“I know.”

“Good. What puzzles me is why am I still alive when I’m supposed to be dead? By now, I will be in front of the alpha of this dumb pack, serving his head or my head on a platter. Are you perhaps keeping me because I’m your mate? Oh, please cut the crap. I’m not in for this stupid mate bond thing. You get me.”

“Can you listen to what I came here to say?”

He talks a lot.

“What do you fucking have to say?” He retorted.

Don’t know what’s wrong with me, but I can’t kill him.

Neither can I allow my father to lay his hands on him.

I need him.

“Will you agree to cooperate with me?”

“Are you mad? Did you hit your head somewhere, because you need to seriously get it checked?”

“I’m serious, here.” I solemnly yelled out.

“You are asking the alpha you murdered his people to cooperate with you? Join forces with you? Do I look like someone that has the power to do such a thing? What makes you think I would agree to be with someone like you, Omega?”

“Because you will need me.”

“Why the hell will I need you, Omega?”

“I got a name, and it’s Raava.” I firmly spoke up.

This is getting more difficult than I thought.

Alphas and their stupid ego.

He rolls his eyes, laughing. “Who gives a fuck if you got a name? I don’t care about that.”

“I know, your pack got wiped out,” he frowned, yet I continued. “I want to help you, but in return, help me.”

“What sort of nonsense is this?” He reacted.

“I can also set you free.”

“Set me free?” He scoffed, shook his hands, jingling in chains which were tied to the wall and also to his feet.

He got up from the ground, all built, toned and muscular, his abs felt tight.

I wanted him all for myself.

I could feel his pheromones seeping out of him.

Perceiving his scent was going to be the end of me.

“Yes. I can’t just leave you here, and I need your help.”

His eyes glowed red, gritting his teeth as he snarled. “I PROMISE YOU, RAAVA OF THE FROSTBITE PACK THAT ONCE YOU SET ME FREE, I WILL KILL YOU WITH MY BARE HANDS. YANK OFF YOUR NECK, FEED IT TO THE DOGS AND GIVE YOUR BODY TO THE VULTURES.” He uttered, fuming with rage.

I felt the shivers run down my spine.

I didn’t know what to say to that.

It was obvious he despised me, but I want someone who can help me in defeating my husband.

My father and the rest of the clan.

I want to take over the clan and he is the only one who can do that for me and no one else.

I need someone with the same goals to join me.

Someone I can trust.

I can’t keep being a puppet and a slave.

I need to survive.

They are people I want dead. Not only my father, my husband and the clan. I need to take my revenge on that bastard for taking what belonged to me.

I know the pack will be against an Omega being in charge of them and sitting in the chair of an alpha.

They will never accept me, but with an Alpha beside me, no one will go against it.

I need him and I’ve heard a lot about how he despises his brother and aims for power.