Chapter 7 I Want You To Lay With Me

Time passed with Derrick still attending to my wounds. I started to feel so sleepy. His presence was kind of soothing. I haven't felt so cared for like this since I lost my parents. I slept calmly on his thighs and that's all I remember before drifting off to sleep.

The sun rays casted through windows of my cell, I looked around but Derrick was gone I felt so calm I didn't realize how much last night meant until this morning though my body ached a little but I wasn't so hurt I sat there expecting the torture that awaited me when the door creaked open, and a guard stepped inside.

"You're free to go," he said gruffly unlocking the chains that was bounded around the cell gate

I was so relieved, but it was tinged with suspicion. Why had they decided to release me now? Was it Derrick that helped me get released? If he was the one that I couldn't wait to appreciate him but still I didn't trust this sudden change of heart. As I was led out of the dark dungeon, I saw Desmond waiting for me, a smug expression plastered on his face.

"Look at the beautiful maid that has captured my heart, sorry it took so long to get you out" he said immediately. I was close to him. Was he the one that helped me out why? I questioned myself inwardly, staring at him in shock.

"Follow me to my chamber. We have a lot to talk about." He instructed and I followed behind him without a word. but he had better not try anything crazy as we got into his chamber he turned towards me.

"I have helped you," he said, his tone oily. "Begged my father to release you. What will you give me in return?"

I looked at him, mit getting hhs point "thank you for saving me but I I have nothing to give you," I replied honestly, trying to muster all my strength I was already so weak from the pains in my body.

"Don't worry you have exactly what I want I only need you to agree and that all" he said with a mischievous grin

"What is that?" I asked ready to hear what ur was

Desmond's eyes gleamed with a predatory light. "Am not asking for much. I want you to lay with me, and we'll call it even."

His words hung in the air, I was still trying to understand if I was the one hearing the wrong thing or it was exactly what I heard. "Did you just say I should lay with you?" I asked again to confirm.

"Yes and in that way you would pay me back and we would be even" he repeated again. I was so mad that I wished I could just dig my claws in his throat.

"I can't lay with you am sorry, if you have other request please let me know" I said firmly

Desmond's expression darkened, and he stepped closer, leaving just a few inches between us. "No one refuses me, I will give you time to think about it," he said, his tone filled with venom. "Remember I saved you, and I can be your end"

With that, he turned on his heel and stormed off, leaving me standing there, his threats were just empty to me. My biggest threat will ever be Jethro and I will get him down myself.

I walked towards Derrick's chamber one. part of me couldn't wait to see Derrick, Immediately I walked into the room Derrick pulled me into a tight hug, I wanted to pull away. It felt so weird to be hugged by someone, the last time I was hugged like this I was still ten. but I found myself submitting to the hug.

He pulled away from the hug "Olivia, are you alright?" he asked, his eyes scanning my bruised and battered form.

I nodded, forcing a smile. "I'm fine, Derrick. Just a bit sore, thanks for coming last night." I genuinely appreciated it.

He stepped closer, his gaze softening. "

"I'm sorry for what happened. I tried to defend you."

"I know," I said, grateful for his support. "Thank you."

"I learnt my brother pleaded on your behalf" he said with a hint of hurt playing in his eye. I noticed it. I just nodded my head slowly. I didn't want to tell him about what Desmond had said. I wasn't going to give in. I would help myself. I just need to recover from this.

"Let me dress your wounds again" Derrick offered again and I just sat there quietly.

After dressing the wounds It was time for Derrick's afternoon meal I needed to go get his food "I need to get your food now" I said

"Noo don't worry I will do that myself" he protested

but I refused. "I have to prove to everyone that I am just a maid so they can stop suspecting me." I said this was the little I could do to keep all eyes off me at least throughout my stay at the pack house I thought. Derrick's agreed and I walked out towards the kitchen

Just as I walked down the stairs a sudden hand grabbed my arm into a silent corner. I tried to free myself but I was so weak due to my bruises as soon as we were out of earshot, "so have you made up your mind about beauty?." he asked

I stared at him with so much irritation I never said I will think about it thank you for helping me but I can't lay with you"

A slap landed on my cheek immediately Mia groaned in my head and I could feel my claws about to change

"Mia we can't do this" I cautioned her in my Head trying my best to calm her down

He shoved me against the wall, his hands gripping my arms painfully. "I could take what I want right now," he whispered, his breath hot against my ear. "But I want you to suffer first. I will make you come begging before me."

I was so mad at the fact that I could have just killed him right here and dumped his body but I was hiding my identity. How dare he threaten me? I gritted my teeth together pulling myself off his grip.

You worthless rogue, he said, his voice filled with anger as he walked out of my presence. I went into the kitchen to pick up Derrick's food. A lot of people won't just stop stepping on my toes but are trying so hard not to show off who I really am.

I made my way back to Derrick's chamber, my mind racing with plans and contingencies. Desmond was a snake, and I needed to be smarter than him. I needed allies, and I needed a way out of this nightmare.

I walked back into Derrick's room, he was pacing, worry etched into his features. "Olivia, what happened?" he asked, his voice tight with concern.

How did he know something happened or was he just saying "nothing happened I replied him" but he wasn't convinced

"Are you sure" he asked again

"Yes I am sure nothing happened" I repeated

"Ooh maybe I was overthinking" he finally said before sitting down

I put them on the table and we ate together gisting and talking about our favorite food.

"I think I prefer Vegetables more," Derrick said.

"Are you even a wolf?" I said in a mocking tone, "I prefer meat."