Chapter 4

Jaselyn's POV

“What is going on? Why have you brought me here?” I demand hotly.

“You'll only get your answers when you calm down and listen.” Zane's wife, Isla answers me casually and it takes all my self restraint not to glare at her.

“Just please tell me why I'm here. Why won't you let me leave?” I request more softly this time.

“This might come as a shock but my beloved Isla is unable to have children of her own, we've tried everything but nothing seems to be working. After I informed her about you, we talked and we both decided that since you're my mate, you'll be the perfect person to make our dream come true.” Zane begins.

“What?!” I exclaim, wide eyed and unable to believe my ears.

“You're going to have children in Isla's place, Jaselyn. You are my mate, after all, it's your duty to give me an heir.” Zane declares shamelessly while I struggle to comprehend everything.

After deflowering me, betraying and then rejecting me, he wants me to get pregnant and have a child for him and his Luna? Is this a joke?!

“I don't know what kind of sick joke this is but it's not funny. I only have a few hours before my uncle returns so if you'll excuse me, I must leave now.” I say and turn away but a firm grip encapsulates my hand, stopping me in my tracks.

Before I can protest, I'm slammed against the wall hard and Zane places both hands on either side of the wall, trapping me between his body and the cold surface. My heart races in my chest.

“This is not a joke, Jaselyn. It's not in my nature to make jest, everything I've told you is true. It's a fact you must accept, we're not giving you an option.” Zane growls at me in a warning tone and dread washes over me as I realize they're actually serious.

I try my hardest to stop them but the tears still fall.

“Why? Why did you choose me specifically for this task? If you wanted a surrogate you could have asked any other woman in this Pack. You're the Alpha, you're feared and respected, a lot of women would jump at the opportunity to share your bed and birth your child, so why me?” I asked the question that bothered me to no end.

“It's simple, Jaselyn dear.” He begins, his tone mocking. “You're my fated mate, you were created by the goddess just for me. You were born to carry my children, it's your destiny. Besides, your body's quite nice, it was made to be fucked and I don't mind taking on the responsibility.” He says and traces his hand up my body while I struggle not to cringe with disgust.

I slap his hand away and use the opportunity to push him away from me and create the much needed distance between the two of us.

“Listen to me carefully, I refuse to be used in such a way. I'm not a toy you can play with and discard whenever you deem fit. I'm a fucking person, I have feelings; I have dreams as well and becoming your baby making machine is not one of them.” I lash out and finally turn to them with teary eyes.

“And as for you, Zane. You're a horrible person and a despicable mate, how could you even come up with something like this? How dare you try to abuse our bond like that? You're……” My words are abruptly cut off when a hard slap lands on my face, causing me to accidentally bite my lip hard.

The taste of metal fills my tongue as I glare daggers at Isla who had just slapped me. She looks at me with disdain, like I was the worst piece of trash she had ever seen.

“Did whoever raised you not teach you any manners? When powerful people speak, scum like you should listen with your head bowed. You had the nerve to talk such rubbish about my husband, who also happens to be the Alpha of this Pack, just who do you think you are, brat?

Let me tell you right now, you're nothing but a slave to us. You're simply a body to carry our future children so know your place, wench, and never forget or else that slap will be the least you receive." She spewed in a voice full of animosity.

I'll be damned if I let this woman speak to me or treat me like this when she's clearly the one who doesn't belong here.

I raise my hand to retaliate but it doesn't land on the woman's makeup stamped face like I intended. A rush of pain reverberates through me and I realize that Zane grabbed my hand midair and is twisting it unnaturally.

I struggle in his grip but it only tightens. In less than a second, he flings me across the room like I weigh nothing and I fall to the ground helplessly.

Before I have the opportunity to regain my composure, I feel his hand on my head. He grabs a fistful of my hair, pulling me up with it while I bite my bottom lip dangerously hard to stifle the moans of pain that threaten to escape my mouth.

He leans towards me until we're eye level and the menacing look in his eyes makes my blood run cold. “Do not EVER raise your filthy hand to my wife. You could never compare to her, you're below her by every standard. You shouldn't even talk back to her or be ready to face my wrath and I promise you don't want to know what I'm capable of. Are we clear?”

I nod with what little chance his grip provides. He suddenly lets go of me and I crumble to the ground heavily.

My body shakes with sobs as everything finally begins to overwhelm me. How did things turn out like this? How could my life take such a dark turn in just a matter of hours? If only I hadn't attended that damned ball, I'm sure none of this would have happened.

My mind works overtime for some kind of solution but I know that I'm out of options. Yet, there's no way I can let them keep me here as their prisoner, especially if they intend to follow through with their plan. I have my whole life ahead of me, I can't let them ruin it.

Pride be damned, I need to get out of here.

“Please…. Please let me go. Let me go and I promise that I'll disappear from your lives completely. You'll never see me again and no one will ever know that we're mates. Just let me go.” I plead out in choked sobs, staying on my hands and knees and keeping my head bowed.

My wolf wrestles within me, unhappy with my submission but I know that this is my only option.

Zane walks over to where I'm kneeling and crouches down beside me.

“Hey, don't cry now.” He soothes and wipes away my tears. I raise my head to look up at him and my stomach turns at the sadistic smirk that lines his lips.

“I'll only let you go after you've had as many children as I desire. I want to possess you inside and out, destroy you, crush all your hopes and dreams. I'll become the only thing you have in this world, the only one you crave and you'll continue to adore me even as I torture you and leave you a wasted and broken mess with no value. This is your fate, Jaselyn. Embrace it.” He whispers into my ear and bites on my earlobe hard as if to drive home his point. My body freezes up in horror, my lips quivering as the words replay in my mind.

Zane moves away from me and joins Isla where she's standing. He stretches his hand towards her.

“Come on, my love. Our duties await.” He beckons and she places her hand in his. He holds it tightly but gently at the same time, like one would do with a prized possession.

I watched in utter despair as they both left the room and the sound of the door closing was the only thing that reminded me that this wasn't some kind of dream.

This is my reality; a betrayal so cruel I might never recover from it…….