Rejected, Abused, I Fall for the Forbidden Alpha (by Riley Scott) novel Chapter 193

Chapter 193

She stumbled forward, eyes blinking to adjust to the bright light, eyes sweeping the grounds. A sharp jolt to her collar had her doubling over in pain as Darius came behind her.

“A warning,” he breathed into her ear and then ripped the collar off as she breathed deeply for the first time, the burning sensation disappearing. “Now shift and start attacking, or I’ll put an arrow right into your chest without blinking,” he warned. “I own you. I doubt you want to feel the poison I’ve dipped my arrows in,” he added, and she felt her blood run cold. “It would be a slow and painful death. Now go,” he growled.

She shifted obediently, gritting her teeth, hating that she was still helpless but determined not to kill or severely injure any shifter. She wouldn’t be a part of this. She didn’t care how she had to fake it. Hopefully, Darius would be torn apart by another. Until then, she would have to go along with the pretense of helping them.

She saw Hade’s wolf attacking the hunters and fixed her mind on Raven, meeting her halfway across the grounds. The wolves began to circle one another, Marissa growling lowly in her throat but making no move to attack, surprising Raven, who held back, both of them eyeing one another.

Help me, Marissa silently pleaded with her eyes.

What is your purpose here, Marissa? Did you lead them to us? Why aren’t you attacking?

Raven’s voice entered her mind, and she almost gaped at her. Then she remembered. Both she and Raven had white wolves. Due to their abilities, mind-linking wasn’t out of bounds even if they weren’t members of the same pack.

Mother led them here. I’m just an innocent bystander. I don’t want to hurt any of you, but I have no choice. Darius, she subtly nodded at her mate, who was in the midst of the battle, is my mate. If I don’t help them, he’ll kill me. Raven, I’m so sorry, but if I don’t pretend to be fighting, he’ll shoot me with his bow.

Raven turned, and Marissa braced herself. Raven’s attack had been slower than usual, fast enough to be convincing but also predictable, allowing Marissa to dodge while still making it look realistic.

She might just get out of this alive after all, and Raven’s mercy was more than she deserved. When this was over, Marissa would agree to anything Raven wanted of her. Her pleas for mercy had been answered, and she wouldn’t take that lightly. The girl that Marissa had humiliated, beaten, hurt, and tried to kill was showing more kindness than she could have dreamed.

But would Raven continue to be merciful when this was all over or was Marissa hoping for something that was completely out of the realm of possibility?