Stanley’s face filled with fear, all his anger, his strength, the way he treated me, it all felt like it was gone and now all that is left is this, this timid man inside of him.
I stood by the entrance, watching both of them, Stanley on the floor while the other guards stood far just like me to watch.
"Come closer Olivia," Luca whispered, my breath hitches, I felt a wave of nervousness wash over me, and my eyes filled with tears. "Don’t make me say it again."
My feet wobbled against the floor as I headed toward him, my heart beating against my ribcage, the sky felt as though it was missing all of its glimmer when I headed toward them.
I made Luca angry, he behaved the way I thought he would maybe even worse, and it scared me.
"Do you know what I am about to do Olivia?" Luca asked, a breath fell out of my lips as I stared at him, and I could barely whisper the words that were on my lips.
"Hurt him." I trembled in fear, my lips shook for a second when Luca turned to look at me.
Maybe it was the fear that filled my body, or maybe it was the way it felt so cold, it could be both of them, I barely cared for the cold because of how scared and worried I was.
"No, because he hurt you, you caused this."
"I didn’t- if you didn’t try to run away, maybe Stanley would not have lost any of his limbs," Luca yelled before he stepped on his hand, and a groan escaped Stanley’s lips.
I know he was mean to me, he didn’t have to say the words about how he felt, the way his eyes met mine, I could tell he didn’t mean to do it but Luca is not having it.
I wiped the tears that were threatening to fall, but it didn’t do any good because it still found its way out of my eyes.
When Luca pulled his leg off his hand, he pulled out a knife, my lips shivered in fear, my legs felt heavy against the floor as I stared at him.
"Why are you doing this?."
"I am fine." I breathed out, it was just a bruise, he could punish him another way, I badly wanted to say that but I didn’t, I didn’t dare speak the words, I didn’t dare tell him what I felt, I was terrified to..
Luca didn’t feel mercy when he craved his control into Stanley’s scream, non of the gaurds even shook or dared to look away as they witnessed the torture, it was a lesson for all of them, it was a warning for them not to touch me, not to come close to me and not to even think of breathing near me.
Stanley is the scapegoat, being forced to be punished for what he has done.
Stanley’s blood dripped against the floor, it felt like I could no longer move my body, my breath felt heavy against my skin, and more tears streamed down my cheek, the more I stared at Stanley, the more I realized he was about to die.
"Please don’t do this Luca," I whispered against my breath. "You have hurt him enough, you have made him pay for what he has done, just don’t do this."
"He hurt what is mine."
I am not yours, I wanted to yell it out of my lungs but I didn’t, I would not dare.
Where is Ares when I need him, he may be the only one that can stop Luca, the only one maybe Luca can even listen to, I only doubted Luca would listen to me.
When I moved closer to them, I felt my heart beating against my chest, even faster, my eyes filled with more tears as I stared at Stanley, lying on the floor covered in all of his blood.
"Please Luca, please." I breathed out when he paused in his movements, he turned to look at me, his eyes were on mine.
Something in him changed, like his eyes softened for a second before he pushed the knife into Stanley’s chest, I covered my mouth with my hand to stop the screams that were about to escape, my mind felt shattered, it felt like I had lost my mind when I saw that amount of blood.
"Take him to the infirmary, make sure he stays alive." Luca spoke and my eyes widened in shock, he didn’t kill him because I asked him not to, what power did I have over the Alpha, why did he listen to me even though he is pissed off at me, even though I tried to age him?
Why didn’t he kill Stanley for what he had done, as I watched them take Stanley in, I felt a wave of relief wash over me.
"You tried to leave me," Luca spoke, and my eyes peered up at him. Even the words I wanted to speak didn’t find their way to my lips, and I was still shaken up, scared because of what he had done.
"Why didn’t you kill Stanley, why did you have your guards take him to feel better?" I asked, my hands shaky for a moment when I saw his bloody knuckles, he helped tend to my wounds, I should do the same.
As a thank you for not killing Stanley.
"Why did you care what I think?"
"You have no idea the power you have over me."
"I shouldn’t." I breathed out when a tear slipped out of my eyes.
"But you do, you don’t see it but all of my guards see it, all of the wolfs can see what you want to ignore, do you think I spare the life of anyone that messes up especially one that I want dead, I done do that and I am aware that you know that, you want do pretend it’s not happening."
"You should not feel for me, you are not meant to care for me, you are not meant to be there for me, I wanted to leave Luca, you should be mad about that, you should yell but what did you do instead?"
"I hurt the one that hurt you." He said and my eyes widened, I didn’t know what to say, I didn’t know what I could say. He wants me to believe that he did it for me, maybe I didn’t want to, maybe a part of me is scared of admit that, maybe a part of me is worried to even think about that, I didn’t want to deal with it, I didn’t want to know that I can even think of him like that.
"Look at me, Olivia." He spoke and I didn’t, my eyes filled with tears as I cleaned his wounds, I didn’t want to look at him. "Look at me."
He said again and I did.
"What do you deny the way you feel for me?" He asked, and I didn’t dare say a word, "You saved Stanley, I didn’t, I didn’t because I wanted him dead."
"You don’t feel for me." I breathed out and my eyes filled with more tears.
"You belong to me, a part of you accepts that you are hiding it, you hate that part of you, you hate that you don’t want to accept me in and you hate it even more that I know you more than you want me to," he spoke and I moved away, thankful time the items falling out of my hand, I stared at him unable to speak, I didn’t belong to him; he can’t keep saying it, I am worried it would become true, I am worried I will believe it.
"I don’t:" I breathed out, he palmed his hand on mine and he moved me closer to him, my eyes met his, I didn’t know what to say, when he pulled me even closer caging me, I didn’t want him to, I wanted to leave but he would not let me.
"Let go of me Luca," I yelled. "You can’t keep doing this you can’t force me to accept something like that."
"Not until you say it, you belong to me, you have power over me, you have power over my actions, you made me do things I hate because it makes you happy, you make me want to calm down even if all I want to do is make sure that everyone is dead. You make me want to tell the world that if they touch you, they will burn, you know what it means to have power over me and it scares you, you are worried that you would not be able to handle it, you are not worried that you enjoy it." He spoke and I shook my head.
His words cut through me, he can’t have this much control.