CHAPTER 4

Laura's POV

"Marriage? I did not have such a type of deal with you, Victor. You and I never talked about marriage?" I said to him, opening the door to the room I was staying in, slamming it right in his face.

How dare he? Marriage? Talk about marriage in front of his siblings when we both never even talked about marriage.

"It is Alpha Victor to you, and do not dare to speak to me in that tone ever in your life, Laura!" Alpha Victor yells at me, pushing away all the makeup equipment on the vanity and smashing the mirror against the wall in anger. I flinch at the shattering sound of glass, and a piece of glass from the mirror drops in front of me, almost piercing my foot.

"I will never marry you legally, Victor! Never in my life! Is it not already enough that you have me as your captive!" I yelled back at him, running a hand through my brown hair, flinging away the hair decor on my hair.

"Five years, Laura! I waited five funky years for you to grow up, yet you are still stuck in that delusional mindset of an eighteen-year-old. What the hell is wrong with you?' Alpha Victor yells, pacing the room. 

"You! Do you not see that you are my problem, you are my problem and so long as you are here, you will always remain my problem." I slumped to the floor and burst into a series of tears. Why is my life so miserable? Marriage now? My heart races fast at the thought of being legally bound with Alpha Victor, this cruel and cold-hearted Alpha! I will never marry him.

 I would rather die than do that.

"Remember what I said, Laura, you are mine, and you will always be mine. Let that stick to your stubborn head. Whatever I say you will do, you will do. Wherever I ask you to go, you will go. Whichever thing I ask you to do is what you should do because you are mine! You belong to me!" Alpha Victor said through gritted teeth. 

He squats right in front of me and moves closer to me, so only an inch separates our faces.

He grabs my ear and whispers into them. "Is that understood, Laura?" 

I refused to answer, and I bit my lower lip to hold back the tears that threatened to fall from my eyes.

Alpha Victor grabs me by the ear and twists it even harder, hard enough for me to burst into tears as I can no longer hold back the pain that comes from it.

"I said, understood?" He yelled at me.

"Yes, yes, alpha," I said hastily amidst my tears. Alpha Victor lets go of my ear and steps away from me slowly with an evil smirk on his face. He cocks his head to the left looking at me and raises both his brows at me.

"Will you be my wife Laura?" Alpha Victor says, pausing to go on his knees and take out a ring from his pocket. My heart raced fast as I watched him stretch out his hands towards my direction. I want to desperately say no, but I can not because I do not want to get into more trouble.

"Yes Sir," I mumbled, nodding my head frantically. I nod my head several times in fear as my entire body trembles. 

Alpha Victor chuckles and fixes the ring on my ring finger. He smiles, feeling accomplished at the sight of the ring on my finger. He claps his hands dramatically and winks at me.

"It looks so pretty on you, Laura. Remember not to ever take it off." Alpha Victor instructs me with a stern look on his face.

I nod my head. My entire body is still trembling in fright at him and, most importantly, what he can do.

"Get some rest, and tomorrow we will talk about the date and the invites. If there is anyone you have in mind to invite, then you are free to do so, my bride." With that, Alpha Victor slowly began to walk away. He waves at me and walks out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

I sigh and break into loud sobs. I cry my eyes out until nighttime. I keep crying until I can no longer take it anymore. I have to escape. I want to escape and need to. This place is suffocating, and I can no longer take it.

I need to leave right now. I do not care if it means risking my life. I have no reason to be afraid of Alpha Victor. Let him do his worst! He will not kill me. I know he will not, so I do not need to be afraid of him!

I rose to my feet and hastily changed out of the fancy dress I wore for dinner into more comfortable clothes, a sweatshirt, and a pair of skinny blue jeans. 

I wrap my brown hair in a messy bun and wipe every ounce of tears off my face. I glared at the ring on my finger, and, out of anger, I pulled the ring out of my finger and tossed it on the floor carelessly. I watch as the jewel in the ring shatters into pieces at the force that comes from throwing it on the hard floor.

Good riddance to this and everything else. I do not know where I will run to, but I will run. I just want to keep going forever. I can not go through the door because I know there will be guards at the front door, so instead, I plan to go through the window. 

As crazy as that sounds, it is what I have to do for my sanity. I walk towards the window and slide it open, I glare at the height of my room down to the first floor. My heart races fast at the thought of jumping down. My room is on the second floor, so the height difference from my room down to the first floor is not much, but I am very afraid of heights.

I gulp a lump down my throat and do some breathing exercises. You can do this, Laura. Jump through the window and save yourself from a horrible marriage.

I place my first leg on the window, and I am about to place the second leg when I suddenly hear my door creak open. Standing close to my door is a tall figure hiding in the darkness.