Chapter 032
HANNAH
The room was spacious, but mostly bare. It still had some of the trappings of luxury that could be seen in every corner of the pack house, but most of it had been removed, no doubt on Asher's orders. He wouldn't want me to have anything too good. He wanted me to wallow in my own misery till it killed me.
And though the room was comfortable, I hated it with a passion. I hated these four walls. I hated Asher and his father and most of all, I hated myself for being too weak and too helpless to get myself out of this situation. Ugh, I hated myself for being so weak.
"But what was I supposed to do?" I groaned as the tears slipped down my cheeks to mingle with the others already there.
My mother's life had been on the line. But even the fact that none of what was happening was my fault didn't make me feel the least bit better. My life was a pity, simply too pathetic.
With a sob, I buried my face in my hands and wondered why the moon goddess had condemned me, of all people to such a cruel fate. Hadn't I suffered enough with my father being banished and all? Why did Asher have to be my mate and most importantly, why had life given me a tantalising glimpse of how happy my life could be with my triplet mates before snatching it away forever?
At the thought of them, I saw Jace, Cade and Chase in my mind's eye. I saw their hurt and disappointed expressions. I hated that they would think I had no interest in them from the get go. I would give anything, do anything, to make them know that I hadn't really betrayed them.
But I could only imagine how they felt. They must hate me for the decision I made. Goddess! Who didn’t hate me?
The door flew open, and rebounded against the wall. I raised my tear streaked face to see Asher standing there. He looked around, glanced at me, away, and walked to the bathroom. From where I sat, I could see him closely inspecting it like he expected to find someone hiding in there. When he was done, he came over to the side of the bed to look at me.
I stared at the floor, wishing he would go away and leave me alone.
After a few seconds, he spoke in his cold voice that I had long began to hate. "Is this how you intend to spend the rest of your days? Locked in this room and snivelling? Why are you crying anyway? Why are you acting like you’ve been condemned to death?”
Oh why wouldn't he leave me alone? Wasn’t he contented with how much he had already ruined my life?
I bit my lip, and said nothing. Perhaps if I ignored him, he would get bored and leave to do whatever sadistic thing he occupied his leisure time with.
The next thing I felt was pressure on my chin as he grabbed it roughly and forced it upwards so I was looking into his eyes.
"Don't ignore me," he snarled. "Don't you dare ignore me. So tell me, Hannah. Is being mated to me really a fate worse than death? Am I that distasteful that you would rather literally cry your eyes out than accept the fact that you are my mate? Talk to me, damnit!"
The pressure of his fingers increased until it felt like if he squeezed a little more, my jaw would get crushed. More tears slipped down my cheeks as I quickly shook my head. The pressure eased immediately. I drew in a shaky, relieved breath. I moved my jaw from side to side in attempt to get some feeling back into them.
"Good answer," he said with a sneering laugh. He spread his arms wide. "Because there are hundreds of women, young and yes, even old in this pack and in other packs who would sell their souls to be mated to me, son of Alpha Dawson, future Alpha of the great Breakstone pack. And then imagine that the moon goddess chose you, a nobody out of that vast pool to be my mate. An honour... and ironic, right?" Done with gloating and talking to hear the sound of his own voice, Asher gave his head a little shake and finally told me what he was here for. "Anyway, our mating ceremony will take place seven days from now. No way out for you now, you see? You're my property so take my advice and get comfortable because this is your new home and your new life now."
"I don't want this life," I murmured.
Asher, who had been walking towards the door stopped in his tracks. Slowly, he turned.
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