CHAPTER 41. A PAWN IN HIS GAME
HARA
“Who are you?“ She persisted, her arms crossed over her chest. ”From what I found out, you're not a member of this pack. What hell did you crawl out from?!“
Even if she asked nicely, I still wouldn't be able to answer her questions. My past was my greatest secret, not something I could easily share with anyone. Too bad I shared it with Jason, that grimy lair!
“You know what? Forget it. I don't care. I just find it funny that you think you can just show up here, snag up my man and I won't smash you!“
If she could just understand that "her man" pulled this whole stunt on his own and I was just a victim. Then maybe, she wouldn't be so brutal and we can just talk this out.
“Who's the Father of your child? Because I'm positive as hell that it isn't Ryder!“
“It's not,“ I muttered, hoping that would ease her mind as little as it could.
She chuckled, “Of course, it isn't. You might have messed with his brains, but Ryder's very picky when it has to do with pussies. You'll never easily seduce him into fucking you, trust me.“
I guess that explains his refusal last night. He was this close to fucking me, it was almost impossible not to have done it. But he didn't, he held back. Did he find me unworthy, or was my condition more disgusting than pathetic?
Realizing how much of a liar he was, I should be thrilled that nothing happened between us, right? But why do I still feel sore about his restraint? I'm so stupid!
“Do you even know who the father of that thing in your womb is? Because sluts like you don't keep records. You just fuck every dick that comes your way!“
“I know who the Father of my child is,“ I was broken and her callous words weren't helping. Tears flooded my vision again, and I blinked them down, “The fact that he isn't with me doesn't change the fact that he's the father of my child,“
“So where the heck is he?! Why did you unwind from him and come here alone with your bastard?“
“My child is not a bastard!“ I snapped. Wrong move, I realized, as it got her more enraged.
“You got some nerve talking back at me, don't you? Come here, let me show you just how low you are!“ She pulled me up by my hair and dragged me outside of my apartment.
I had to choose between saving my hair from her hard grip and holding on to the duvet so it doesn't slip off my body. I chose the latter.
Outside the building, she tossed me inside a puddle. The thrashing of the rain on my skin got me instantly feverish. Camera flashes went off rapidly. Fear shot at me at the sight of the media.
“We're ready to go live, Ciara,“ One of the reporters said to her. They were all dressed in thick raincoats and knee-length boots, including Ciara, plus she had an umbrella over her head. I was the only one at the mercy of the downpour. I could barely keep my eyes open.
“Do it.“ She closed up the distance between us and tilted my face up by grabbing my hair. Forcing me to look at the reporters, she said, “Make sure you get a good picture of her face. I want everyone to see the reason behind the catastrophe that's befalling us.”
“Ma'am Ciara, are you saying she's behind the flood?“
“Yes, she is. This slimy creature stole my mate from me. And that's why the moon Goddess is angry and punishing everyone. If she hadn't bewitched Ryder, our packs would have still been at peace. And the humans would not lose their properties to the flood. She's a jinx and should die!“
“No, please. Don't kill me. I haven't done anything wrong, please,“ I wept. My eyes were shut from the rain hitting straight at them. Her grip on my hair was becoming more detrimental and I wish she'd loosen it up a bit.
“You've done everything wrong, bitch! Go on, make sure you take a good picture of her face. I want it on every channel until everyone gets to know who's behind our suffering. I want all the victims of the flood to know who to vent their frustrations on!“
“Ciara!“ A strong hand yanked hers away from my hair. I forced my eyes open as strong arms wrapped around my drenched body. He was crouched in front of me. His hair was wet and draped to his face.
“What the fuck do you think you're doing, Jason? Get away from her right now!“ Ciara barked.
Jason let me go and turned to her, but not without helping me up and covering me with a raincoat.
“Have you lost your mind, Ciara?! What is this? Why would you bring your media buddies down here to harass an innocent woman?!“
“Innocent, my ass! She stole Ryder away from me. How does that make her innocent?“
“What are you saying?!“
“I know everything so don't you dare try to mess with me. And just you know, you're gonna rot in hell for being Ryder's accomplice in this disgusting charade of yours,”
”I don't care what it is you think you know, but get this into your shitty brain. Ryder's gonna kill you when he finds out what you've just done. No kidding!”
”Yeah, right!“ Ciara flared up, coming for me again, but Jason pulled her away.
“Don't you dare touch her again!“ He warned. And then he turned to the media, “Turn that shit off and get lost, all of you. Now!!“
They quickly dissipated till it was just the three of us standing under the rain.
“C'mon, dear. Let's get you inside,“ he cooed, leading me slowly into the apartment.
A yelp of pain escaped me as I felt another strong pull of my hair.
“Get your damn hands off her!“ Jason squeezed Ciara's hand off my hair and tossed her aside. She lost her footing and fell right into a puddle.
“Yuck! Look what you did to me, stupid!“ She cried out, disgusted by the mess her body had turned into.
“I warned you not to lay a hand on her again. You just don't listen, Ciara. And I'll be damned if I just sit around and watch you fuck with her,“ Jason said and we continued heading inside.
I had no words. My tears were all I could afford. Nothing prepared me for this nightmare. I thought I left them behind when I escaped Red Moon Pack. But it seems I just got into a bigger mess.
How did I end up in such a twisted situation? Of all the females in this pack, why did he have to choose me as the pawn in his game? Just why?!