Struggled

**Estelle's POV**

I struggled with him as he held my neck, trying to make a sound, but nothing came out of my mouth. I looked at him tearfully, hoping he would just feel remorseful and let me go, but he didn't and only pinned me to the wall more.

His face held anger and sadness as his grip on my neck tightened. From the way he looked at me, one could tell that he hated me so much. He looked at me with sheer hatred etched into his features, and tears rolled down my cheeks.

I was running out of air and tried to make a sound for him to stop, using my hands and fingers. He looked at my gesture and frowned.

“Say something, dammit!” He growled and his grip on my neck tightened. “Just say something already!” He grabbed hold of my neck hard as tears fell from my eyes in torrents.

I tried hard to say something; I tried to open my mouth, but what came out were short gasps and panting. It felt like I couldn't catch my breath. I looked at him pleadingly as sweat covered his features.

How do I tell him that I won't hurt him? How do I explain to him that I would never hurt him because he was my mate? I'm mute, that I know, but I can get strong for his sake. 

The thought of saying it to his face made me want to cry even harder because I wanted to comfort him more than anything. My throat ached painfully and tears continued to fall from my eyes. 

“Fucking say something already!” He yelled and I flinched in his grip.

“I'd n...ever hurt you because… yo… you're my mate.” I tried, but my voice was harsh and barely audible. He looked at me for a while before letting me go, and I fell to the ground, holding my neck and coughing and wheezing for some time.

I looked up to see my mate, and his face held no remorse for me.

He looked at me like I was a piece of trash and cleared his throat. I braced myself for whatever was about to come out of his mouth because I knew it was going to hurt.

 He said nothing though, but his eyes burned holes into mine, as if he was trying to burn a hole through my skull, so I looked away quickly.

“I'm going to keep you as my slave to serve me exclusively and by that, you should know what I mean. You're a mute, but I'm aware that you're not daft,” He paused, and I looked up at him. My eyes glazed over, and I knew that I wouldn't be able to speak again without getting insulted, so he spoke again, “So what I'm thinking is this—you'll get to live here as my servant to do all my housework, cook, wash my clothes, clean the bathroom, and everything else that I will expect of you. That I can do, but I would never accept a weak mate, especially one that cannot even speak properly.”

His words broke my heart and I clutched my throat tighter. If only I could speak, maybe then he wouldn't have said that I was weak. 

My eyes widened when he grabbed my wrist roughly and started dragging me out of the throne room. We got outside, and he continued to drag me until we got to the hospital, where he finally let go.

“Do yourself some good and come with me because if by any chance you miss your way, I don't think people would be able to help you. You know why? Because you can't speak properly!” He snapped and tears rolled down my cheeks as I followed him.

We got to a ward, and he made me sit on the bed there. He was quiet for a while, like he was mind linking someone. A few minutes later, the door to the ward opened, and a pretty brunette walked in. She must be the pack doctor and one of the most beautiful and well-respected ladies in the pack. 

I felt sad when I saw how she and the Alpha smiled at each other. 

“Alpha, you look handsome today.” She smiled as she approached us, but she couldn't come closer. I guess it might be the power of the Alpha stopping her.

My heart broke when he smiled at her compliment. “You too, Scarlett, but that's not why I called you here. I need you to inject her with a suppressant,” He said, pointing at me, and I gasped.

The lady smiled. “Oh, I understand. She's a Stealer, wolf?” She asked.

“Yes, and I don't want those damn single wolves and widowed wolves storming my palace!” He snapped.

“Sure, I'm going to do that.” She smiled and looked at me.

How could they think of injecting me with a suppressant? The suppressant was to hide my scent from the wolves that were trying to hunt me down and get me for themselves, but suppressants could harm me if I take them too much. I looked at the Alpha, trying my best to show him that I wasn't in agreement with his arrangement, but he ignored me.

“I'll be on my way now, so you can inject her and make sure she takes it every day. I don't want a day passing without her taking it. When you're done, I'm sure she can find her way back to the palace.” He said and I frowned.

The doctor, whom I later got her name as Scarlett, smiled and nodded her head. He started leaving, and I noticed how she stared at him affectionately like she would eat him whole. She stared until he was out of the ward and out of sight, and I couldn't help but get angry at her advances.

After he was gone, she turned to me with a look of scorn in her features and grabbed her syringe.

“Look, you dumb mute, I'm not going to waste my precious time with you, so just sit quietly and allow me to do my thing then you can get the fucking hell out of here.” She snapped and I gasped.

How rude!

She took the syringe and walked up to me. I tried to resist and she glared at me.

“Don't make me use force on you!" She snapped and my eyes widened.

Whoa, she really hated me.