Without them knowing

◎Chapter 6◎

With a lot of force he pushed me against the wall. His hand gripped my wrists and kept them above my head.

"You deserve to be punished don't you think?" he sneered. His eyes were turning black, meaning his wolf was almost in control. "Didn't I tell you to stay away from him?"

I was to afraid to answer. I didn't want to get punished or beaten. Would he even dare to hit me?

"Didn't I?" he snarled and gripped my wrists tighter. I was sure they were starting to bruise.

I nodded shakily.

"Then why were you talking to him? Coming late into the grand hall with him? Holding his fucking hand?" He pressed his forehead against mine. "How many times do I need to tell you you're mine, Parker. You are mine. Not Harry's. Mine."

"I'm yours Elijah," I breathed out, trying to calm him.

But you're not mine.

"Damn right you are. Now what do you think your punishment for disobeying should be?"

I just stared at him with wide eyes.

A smirk lifted to his lips. "Maybe I should show you that you're mine." He presses his lips to mine and started moving them. This wasn't a passionate kiss, no this was a hard demanding kiss and soon he was invading my mouth with his tongue. I didn't stop him though. I moaned as Elijah let go of my wrists and pressed his hands to my thighs. My hands found their way into his hair and he groaned lowly.

Then the door opened and Elijah pushed himself off me, a disgusted expression on his face.

"What the hell? Are you that desperate for attention that you would attack me?" he growled and started wiping his mouth furiously.

My eyes grew wide and I gasped. "W-what? I didn't-"

"How dare you to attack your Alpha!" The Luna spat and pushed her son to the side. "Bow! You filthy Omega!"

I immediately looked at the floor, fear coming over me. "Sorry, Luna but I didn't-"

Slap.

"Don't even dare to accuse my son of lying!"

I gripped my cheek and did my best to hold back my tears. It still hurt from the Alphas slap. Now it would take a few more weeks before the bruise was completely gone.

But the fact that Elijah did nothing as his mother slapped me again, had hurt me more than the slap itself.

Marie punched me in my stomach. "I hope you'll behave better when the Black Death pack arrives. Although I don't really care if you get yourself killed. We're better off without you anyway."

Her fist flew up to my face. My head banged against the wall and my vision blurred. The Luna and the Alpha were much stronger than anyone else in the pack. So having her beat me up hurt me a lot more than when a pack member did it. I felt blood drip down my chin and held in a groan. Making noise would only result in a worse beating. I heard footsteps and then a door opening and closing. Two seconds later my head banged against the wall for the second time and I black out.

"Parker," a distant voice whispered. I vaguely felt something wet press against my cheek and flinched.

"Hey, are you okay?" the same voice asked as I tried to open my eyes. Blinking, my eyes adjusted to the bright light and I groaned. The first thing I noticed was a clean, white ceiling and frowned.

I wasn't laying in my room. My ceiling was dirty, brown and had spiderwebs all over them.

"How are you feeling?" Harry was sitting on the foot of the bed. Then I noticed I was in his room, on his bed.