Beta Xavier Costa.

Eleanor Amato - POV

My head was pounding like a drum, and I felt my entire body ache with even the slightest movement.

Why the hell do I have to end up in similar situations every time?

With a lot of difficulties, I opened my eyes.

The room was almost dark, only illuminated by a dim light that barely brightened the room. I looked around when I realized that there were no windows, only a single door in front of me as the only source of exit.

The stench of the room gradually filled my nostrils, and I felt my stomach turn and the bile rise up my throat. I tried very hard not to vomit, but the scent of foul blood and sweat just didn't help as I vomited on the floor beside me. Even after emptying the contents in my stomach, I still felt nauseous while my stomach grumbled. I looked down at my hands to see that they were tightly tied to the metal chair using silver chains along with my legs.

The acrid taste in my mouth felt even worse, so I tried to spit as much as I could to get that taste off my mouth, but it was of no use.

Click.

I heard the lock on the door turn, which made me look up at the door. The handle rattled, and then the door was swung open. The omega stepped inside along with a woman, both of them having a victories smirk on their faces. “She looks worse than she looked in that picture.” the woman commented as she looked at me from head to toe.

I wanted to tell her that she was the person who looked like someone walking out of a mortuary, but I bit my tongue. Whatever I utter right now would obviously backfire on me, and I don't want anything happening to my baby.

“She is not as beautiful as you, baby.” the omega asserted as he pulled her close to him and kissed her on her lips. Their make-out session made me want to vomit again, so I averted my glance.

“She looks like we repulse her, Luca.” the woman said, and that was when I finally turned around to look at them again.

“You know you are a coward.” I asserted, and this made him scrunch his face in anger. “Despite being an Ex-head warrior, you didn't have the guts to fight with Xavier head-on,” I said, and for a long period, they remained silent when he started to laugh like a maniac while the woman had a stupid smirk on her face.

“Think whatever you want, bitch. But you have no idea about the power of a mate bond.” the omega, Luca, said as he walked closer to me. “If I kill you, it would kill part of his soul as well, and this would eventually weaken him and he would die a natural, painful death,” he said.

“Is this because he demoted you from being the head warrior?” I asked him, and a smile formed on his face.

“Not only that,” he said and straightened his back again and walked to stand next to the woman. He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to his body.

“He humiliated my love. He banished her from his pack, and made sure that she could never enter another pack again,” he said, and this only confused me further.

Why would Xavier do that to Luca’s mate? Something doesn't add up at all.

“I still don't get it. I know Xavier would have never done that without a good reason.” I started, and this time, I saw the anger on the woman’s face.

“Without a good reason! I admit that I never loved him, but I was eccentric when I found out that I was his mate. I was the beta female of that pack. I loved the power that came with it, but my heart was elsewhere. So what is the harm in loving the man you live with while making sure you have the job you want?” she casually asked me, and everything finally dawned on me.

This was the woman who broke Xavier’s heart. I never thought that the moon goddess would have paired a plastic bitch like her with Xavier, but I guess everything happens for a reason. “Be glad that he didn't kill you then and there,” I mumbled.

“What did you say, bitch!” she yelled as she took two large steps towards me and slapped me across the face. The force of the slap made my head turn to one side, and I felt my ear start to ring.

“He should have been happy to have a beautiful mate like me,” she screamed, and this made me let out a dry laugh.

“Beautiful? When did you last look at yourself in the mirror?” I asked her, which earned me another slap. And this also left a streak of blood flowing down my cheeks because of her nails.

“Can I just kill her, Luca? The longer I see her breathing the same air as mine, my blood pressure skyrockets.” The woman asked, but Luca stepped forward and held her by the shoulder.

“Chantelle, you know we have an agreement with them. I don't want to ruin anything.” Luca said.

Oh, so her name is Chantelle.

“Do you know that Chantelle means stone? I think your parents aptly named you.” I asserted, and that was her final straw, before Luca could hold her, she came towards me like a ferocious tiger and roughly pushed my chair back. Making me fall to the ground as I banged my head hard on the concrete floor.

“Chantelle! Get out of this room right now!” Luca yelled at her.

“But…”

“You better leave before I make you.” I heard him warn as I heard her storm out of the room. He grabbed the chair I was tied to and hauled me up. He was extremely close to my face, and I could feel his breath.

“Next time, don't expect me to save you from her,” he said in a sickly calm voice before he left the room after locking me inside again.