My stomach now tingled lightly instead of burned, all because this male entered and spread a scent that brought me to ecstasy.

I couldn't dare to raise my head and look at the evil alpha himself, I've heard many nasty rumors about him and I didn't want to reveal them.

I groaned in pain lowly because my hands ached and he just stood there, looking at me, I felt strange and ashamed, because tears were still trailing their way down my face and neck like a waterfall, not caring that they displayed me as weak.

"Look at me." He growled out in a deep and husky voice making my ears perk up, but I didn't look at him, I couldn't. I shut my eyes tightly and my breathing hitched as I inhaled.

Slowly I exhaled, and still my gaze remained on the cold tiled floor, while my insides still burned slightly and tingled.

"Look at me!" He yelled out louder then before in his alpha tone making me flinch and snap my head up to look at him through my glossy eyes.

My eyes widened as I took in his facial features, this man was beautiful and bigger then both of his guards combined. I gulped.

His black hair messy on top of his head, his eyes a ocean blue color, his face sculpted to perfection, as well as his jawline and his rosy pink limps tugged into a scoff. I licked my own and tried to not show any disrespect to the scary man himself.

"What's a girl like you, doing on my pack ground?" He asked with a tilted head in his menacing alpha voice, I trembled in both fear and excitement, if Lia was here she would tell me why I was feeling the way I was.

I gulped and tried to find my voice but I was just stammering for words, I cleared my throat and then groaned while scrunching my face up in pain, he noticed and smirked, my stomach dropped.

"Will you speak." He stated more then questioned making me bite my lip in fear once my breathing hitched, I frowned and shook my head.

He stalked closer to me and grabbed my jaw forcefully, tugging it slightly upwards to find his own eyes.

I whimpered at the pain all the tugging brought and he loved it, his smirk growing wider with every groan I made in pain.

"Why are you here?" He spat in my face while tightening his hold on my jaw, I groaned in pain and once again stammered for words.

"I-I-I d-didn't k-k-know." I finally found my voice and I wish I didn't, it was hoarse and deep and caused my throat to ache in pain. My breath smelled like the throw up that was scenting this room with its odor, mixing in with that strong wonderful smell.

He clicked his tongue and shook his head, making my eyes widen, and suddenly he laughed dryly yet huskily making me both tremble and swoon, what the hell?

"You don't know?" He asked in a teasing baby voice while glaring into my eyes, I cowered back and shook my head. His eyes narrowed.

"Maybe I'll help you remember." He stated in a sadistic tone as his eyes darkened, and something swirled within my stomach but I had no clue what it was.

I gulped in fear and felt as a new shed of tears glossed my eyes, he shook his head at my reaction.

Before I had time to react he swiftly grabbed my hand and held it in front of me, sparks shooting from my fingers to my shoulders, leaving tingles but not like the burns from before, I felt my eyes leave my body as they widened.

"So you still refuse to answer." He whispered while clicking his tongue teasingly, my heart clenched as the feeling of nausea returned to me.

I felt him bend my hand slowly, yet torturously making me gasp, he was going to break it for answers.

My heart started raising and he smirked, knowing I realized his plan. I let my eyes trail to my bending hand and whimpered.

"Tell me." He whispered making his minty breath fan the top of my head, I swallowed lowly.

"I-I-I a-already t-told y-y-you." I stuttered out, groaning at the pain that talking brought, he sighed and shook his head. My breathing hitched when I felt his hand move up.

He quickly bent my hand back making a sudden crack echo in the dungeon, I let out a loud scream of pain.

My hand hurt everywhere and when he let it go, I could see how badly bent it really was. It was in such an awkward position, it made my stomach drop.

I screamed again but lowly as the pain returned because he brought his hand back and squeezed it, I groaned.

The tears also continuing their stampede down my face as I sobbed and sniffed, he let go of my hand and let it fall to my side, it look so bad.

I groaned in pain once again, flinching slightly at the unpleasant feeling it brought, I heard him chuckle evilly under his breath making my breathing hitch.

My whole body continued to tremble in fear, and suddenly bile went up my throat making me gag, and like before throw up made it out of my mouth and onto the ground because the alpha stepped back in disgust, so it couldn't touch him.

I spat out as the taste of blood once again lingered in my mouth, pain coming from everywhere making my head spin.

This was all too much! Why was I cursed with a life like this?

He wants answers that I was giving him, but he didn't believe me. I felt hurt and betrayed and most of all disappointed because I didn't understand what was going on, why did I still care for this man, while he brought me pain and now stood there admiring his work.

I gulped at the discomfort I was in, trying my hardest not to tug on the chains and try to escape because I would only hurt myself.

"Now do you want to answer?" He asked in a deep voice making my insides knot up in both fear and something unexplainable.

"I told you already." I spat out, my voice coming back to me and yet still making my poor throat ache, I shut my eyes tightly, waiting for the pain to ease.

I heard his footsteps approaching me once again, before he raised his hand and brought it in contact with my cheek, making me fly back into the silver chains.

I screamed at the sudden contact and the burning of both his slap and the chains.

I cried out loudly in pain, tugging the chains for help but it only brought more pain.

"I said I told you!" I yelled out loudly, pain shooting throughout my body making my vision get darker as well as glossier.

He clicked his tongue a couple of times before grabbing a fistful of my hair and snapping my head up, making me growl lowly at the pain that it brought. He provoked every wound on my body.

He glared into my glossy eyes and my bottom lip trembled rapidly in both fear and anxiousness.

He smirked and shook his head, then with one last tug he let go of my hair roughly making me flinch and stomped out of the room, taking the scent I now hate with him.

I sobbed out and shook my head, watching as my eyes darkened in this dark room, and my body went numb.

Suddenly I couldn't feel anything, all I could do was hear my cries echo through the cell, why was I cursed?

With once last thought in my mind my whole body collapsed and I fell into the familiar darkness once again.

He was both my mate and my prophecy.