Chapter 4 04

Earlier, when the Alpha carried me past the feast celebration hall, Imelda happened to spot him with me. She couldn't get her eyes off me because she was so furious.

Not being able to hold by her anger, she quickly dropped the glass of wine she was sipping and rushed back into her bedroom.

She hurriedly sneaked into the store of the pack house, and started searching for something all over the store.

"I have to stop Kyle from f*cking her tonight." She continued mumbling these words.

Undoubtedly, she had always had her eyes on Kyle. Being Luna was one of her biggest dreams, and she would stop at nothing to make him mark her, and declare her Luna.

She stopped searching the moment she saw a pistol in one of the cupboards. A smile escaped her lips. She brought the gun out, picked up a silver bullet, and inserted it into it.

Hurriedly, she attached a suppressor to the gun. Shutting her eyes and summoning courage, she shot the gun straight into her arm, and groaned in pain.

She managed to walk out of the store room, but couldn't bear the pain, so she fell on the ground on the balcony as blood gushed out of her wound.

Meanwhile, Alpha Kyle was still on top of me. He was already aggravated because of the stab I gave him.

"What? You want to fight me, yeah? Tell your wolf to come out and battle with me." He yelled at me again.

He doesn't even know that I don't have a wolf yet. Probably if I told him, he would just give me a faster and painless death like I wanted.

"I.... I don't have a..." I was still talking when she shut me up with a kiss, and I slapped him.

"You.... Get off me!" I cried out, and continued. "You think this is going to break me? You're wrong! How could you do this to me? I am the Alpha's daughter."

"Not anymore, Rachel Weston. You're nothing but my slave... my plaything." Alpha Kyle growled at me, hatefully.

He was still about to say something when a servant barged into the room, making him turn quickly at her with his red eyeballs, glaring at her.

She quickly bowed her head, and apologized almost immediately. "Alpha, I'm sorry."

"What is it? Why are you here?" Alpha Kyle glared at her.

"It's Miss Imelda. She's... She's been shot." She cried out.

Immediately, Kyle let go of me and got down from the bed. "Shot? What? Where is she?"

"Don't even think of escaping because you'll never succeed. If you attempt doing what you did before, you'll regret that you're still alive." He warned me sternly.

With that, he stormed out of the room with the servant, while I breathed heavily in relief. At least, I'm sure he wouldn't have to force himself on me... not tonight. But whatever threat he gave me wasn't going to stop me from trying to escape.

He walked into the room, and met the pack doctor, who was on his way out of the room.

"Doctor George, what happened? How is Imelda doing? Is she okay?" Alpha Kyle asked anxiously.

With a faint smile, the doctor replied. "There's nothing to worry about, Alpha. She'll be fine. She was shot with a silver bullet, but luckily, it wasn't so deep. I've already taken the bullet out, she just needs to take medication and have enough rest."

"Thank you doctor." He shook hands with him before the doctor walked out of the room.

Alpha Kyle's gaze diverted to Imelda, who was groaning in pain and sweating profusely. He approached her, and held her hand.

"Imelda, are you okay? How did this happen? Who could have shot you?" He asked tenderly.

"I don't know who shot me, Kyle. There were so many people today at the feast. It's probably an enemy pack, or..." She paused, and glanced at him.

Alpha Kyle's eyes grew in curiosity. "Or who?"

"I'm not sure, but I saw Rachel today. She might have hired someone to shoot me, or maybe someone escaped and..." She lied.

Shaking his head in disagreement, Kyle replied. "That's impossible. She's been locked up since I defeated her pack and killed her father. There's no way she would have hired anyone. Besides, Rachel is too clumsy to shoot anyone."

"Kyle, I'm in pain. Can you please help me?" She begged, grasping his shirt.

"Help you? How do I do that."

"Let's mate, Kyle. You're an alpha. If you can mate with me, that will make my pain go away." She pleaded with the fake tears in her eyes.

Alpha Kyle's eyes widened in shock. He probably didn't expect her to say what she had said to him.

Without hesitation, she reached for her dress, and yanked it off her hand, revealing some part of her breasts.

"I love you, Kyle. You know I've loved you since we were young. I can't wait to have you inside of me."

On seeing that, Kyle turned his eyes away immediately. She quickly grabbed his collar, and tried to kiss him, but he held her hand.

"Imelda, I'm sorry... I... I can't. You won't be able to take it if I do mate with you. Besides, you're not my mate. Don't worry, I'll inform the pack doctor to get you some pain relief, okay?" He calmly replied.

Disappointed, Imelda turned her face away, crying her eyes out. She never thought Kyle would not have feelings for her, even though she's loved him ever since they were young.

Glancing at her for the last time, Alpha Kyle walked out of the room without saying another word.

Imelda clenched her fist in annoyance as she kicked the flower vase on the side table, and it fell and broke into pieces.

Alpha Kyle was ready to f·ck me even if I was unwilling, but refused to decline hers even if she was willing to give herself to him.

"This is all your fault, Rachel. You're the one to blame for all of this. I'm going to make you pay. I'll make your life a living hell until you wish you were dead." She spoke in between gritted teeth and yelled angrily.