CHAPTER 51

MIA POV.
The sharp crack of the whip echoed through the room, sending a jolt of terror through me as memories came flooding back. I remember from the tv monitor how Dominic’s figure stood tall and powerful with the whip in his hands. He stood over the two naked women, their bodies writhing in a mixture of pleasure and pain as their cries echoed through the screen as he expertly wielded the lash over their behinds.
Dominic's voice cut through my thoughts, his tone dripping with menace. "You're lost in thought, Mia, but I'll bring you back to reality." he sneered, the whip cracking against my buttocks, a searing pain that made me gasp and I uttered a pained groan. "Beg for my forgiveness and perhaps I'll spare you further punishment." He growled from behind me.
The whip's sting ignited a fire within me, and instead of cowering, shame and anger refuelled my defiance. I lifted my head as much as I could to try and look at him, and with a fierce determination and steady voice, and spat out the words. "Never." The single syllable hung in the air, a challenge to Dominic's authority. Dominic looked stunned for a moment before his gaze turned angry again but I didn’t care.
My body trembled, not with fear, but with my own rage. I straightened my back, arching against the restraints, and fully met Dominic's gaze with a bold, unyielding stare. "You may have control over my body." I hissed, my voice low and I felt proud that it remained steady. "But I’ll never submit to you."
Dominic's eyes darkened. The whip clutched tightly in his hand. I steadied myself, drawing on a deep breath through my nose, and met Dominic's angry gaze with a calm. "Go ahead, Dominic. Do your worst. I won't beg you for anything." I spoke, each word a deliberate provocation my gaze unyielding. I felt a small victory when he remained silent so I continued my mocking rant.
"You're so desperate for control, aren't you?" I taunted, my tone laced with mockery. "But no matter how hard you try… you'll never control me." his eyes blazed with anger but I didn’t care in that moment as I continued. "Your whip, your chains, they are all just pathetic attempts to compensate for your own impotence." I spat the words, my disapproval for him evident.
"You may have my body, but my soul is mine alone. And you'll never have that." My voice rang out, clear and unwavering. Dominic's grip on the whip tightened, his knuckles white with rage. I could see the storm brewing within him, but I stood firm by what I said. "Do whatever you want." I repeated, my voice steady. "I'll never beg and I'll never give in to you." My eyes flashed with defiance, daring him to try.
Dominic's face contorted into a snarl, his eyes flashing red as he struggled to contain his fury. The whip trembling in his hand. For a moment, I thought he would unleash the whip violently on me, but then... Nothing. With a snarl, he dropped the whip, the sound of it clattering to the floor echoing through the room. His hands shot out, grasping my face in a vice-like grip that had me blinking away pained tears of the force of his hold.
"You think you're so strong?" he sneered, his breath hot against my skin. "You think you can defy me?" His fingers dug into my cheeks, his nails biting into my skin. Pain radiated through my face but I refused to flinch. Instead, I met his angered gaze with my own.
"You have no idea what I'm capable of, little wolf." he hissed, his voice low and menacing. "You have no idea what I can do to you." he threatened with a growl. His grip tightened, his fingers feeling like he was about to crush my jaw. I felt a surge of fear, but I forced myself remain unfazed. Suddenly, he releases me, shoving me away with a force that sent me falling to the ground. I caught myself, my hands scraping against the concrete floor.
Dominic spun on his heel, his footsteps pounding the floor as he stormed out of the room, leaving me chained to the floor.
I remained still, my chest heaving, as I struggled to process the turmoil that had just unfolded until I was sure that he wasn’t coming back. I collapsed to the cold floor, my legs folding beneath me. The tension in my body left me, leaving me drained and trembling. My chest heaved. I drew in ragged breaths as I forced my heart rate to slow. The silence of the basement enveloped me, a welcomed relief and with it, I couldn’t help the small victorious smile that crept onto my lips. I had found strength within myself… strength I hadn't known I had and suddenly my situation didn’t look so dark anymore.

DOMINIC POV.
I ignored the looks of my men that passed me by as I stormed down the hall towards my office, slamming the door behind me after I entered. The sound echoes through the room, matching the turmoil brewing inside as the fury burned beneath my skin, threatening to consume me whole.
"I’ll never give in to you." Mia’s words echoed in my mind. Never had I met someone who outright defied me like this. It had struck something in me and I didn’t know how to handle it. I growled out my anger in my office that the windows rattled in their frames and in one swift motion, I snatched one of the vases that was on my desk and hurled it against my wall, nearly missing the window that looked out onto the grounds of the pack lands. I watched as it shattered and crumbled into a hundred pieces to the floor, but it did nothing to ease this burning anger inside of me.
Suddenly, my gaze fell upon my own reflection in the windowpane. My eyes were red with fury while my face was twisted in a snarl. I looked like a monster and in that moment, he felt like one. I felt like I wanted to turn around and go back to finish what I started but I forced myself to stay and to take deep breaths, trying to calm my inner beast.
"I’ll never give in to you." Her words replayed in my mind again. She had managed to do what no other woman has been able to do and I was completely unprepared for it… how the hell was that possible? I was supposing to be in charge! I was the dominant one, the alpha to this pack and I was just outmanoeuvred by a girl!” I thought as I walked around my desk and sat down onto my chair. No, not a girl… she may be young but she was very much a woman, and more mature than others that I knew.
Mia consumed my thoughts. Her defiance only fuelled the flames, making me want her more. Now that the anger was subsiding, a twisted surge of desire took its place. My hand moved of its own accord, unzipping my pants and letting my cock jump free of being restrained. I quickly wrapped my fingers around my arousal and started to stroke roughly. My mind pictured her begging for my touch… her body writhing beneath my own as I thrusted into her while she begged me for my forgiveness.
My breathing quickened as I jerked myself off faster, imagining her cries and moans of pain and pleasure and with that I felt the sweet release. My orgasm rippled through my body with Mia’s name on my lips. I stroke myself slowly as I let the ripples of pleasure ride themselves out. Feeling better, I quickly grab some tissues to clean myself up before I put myself away.
Satisfied that I was decent again, I sit back in my chair and mindlink Elizabeth to come to my office. She was one of the eldest omega’s here and seems to have taken a protective hand over Mia.
It was barely two minutes before a knock came at my door. “Enter.” I called out as I sat with my hands steepled in my lap. The image of calm and control.
“You summoned me, Alpha.” She asked but we both knew it wasn’t a question. I drew the handcuff keys from my pants pocket and tossed it towards her. "Release Mia from the basement.” I ordered. Elizabeth's gaze flickered in shock with and underlying fear in her eyes. What did she think she was going to find, I wondered.
Without another word from her, she nodded before turning and disappearing down the hall.