The Alpha’s Dark Revenge
Chapter 44

Liyah's

POV

My lids were extremely heavy as I struggled to open my eyes and I could hear the sound of my breathing, which definitely was not a good thing. The day after he had put me into this room and assigned Margaret to take care of me, I had fallen very sick. I wasn't sure what the problem was and neither did Margaret but she brought in a new concoction for me to take every single day. Over time I started to feel a little better, but I wasn't strong enough to move around yet. Sometimes my eyes would open up a little and I would catch glimpses of Margaret, Annalise and a strange man looming over my sick bed. But I never stayed awake long enough to engage in conversation or ask questions. But I wasn't even sure I felt like it. I was just exhausted. Sometimes I'd wished I would fall asleep and not awaken the next day. I would be happier when all the pain finally ended. But my wishes never came true and so here I was.

Sometimes the memory and pain of the assault would resurface and I would try to ignore it, but a few minutes later I would realize that my pillow was soaked with my own tears. I wondered if it would ever get better, but there was no answer to that question. I didn't feel quite as weak today so I sat up on the bed, wincing a little when I felt a sharp pain in my chest.

"You're up."

I looked up to see Margaret walk into the room, a cup in her hand. She looked so glad to see me awake that I couldn't help the smile that appeared on my lips.

"How are you feeling today?" She asked as she tilted the cup to my lips. I grimaced at the taste of the herbs and it took all my self control to keep from spitting it out.

I was still so busy trying to swallow the concoction with a straight face that I couldn't speak. So I nodded instead.

"That's good," She laughed, moving to the corner of the room to pick up what looked like a food tray.

I turned away, letting my eyes sweep the room. I let out a small gasp, I hadn't looked the room over although i had been in it for nearly a week. It was spacious, warm and decorated with a feminine touch. I couldn't help but marvel at the intricate designs. The walls were painted a pale pink, similar colored furniture placed in parts of the room. And I only just noticed the queen sized bed I lay in. I had never slept in a room so luxurious, it almost felt like a sin. Who even had a chandelier in their bedroom? I wondered, my eyes widening in surprise as I looked up at the ceiling. I also saw that it contained a bathroom, a closet and a study.

"How are you really feeling?" Margaret's voice broke into my thoughts. I looked up at her, letting out a small sigh. I didn't know what to say because I honestly wasn't sure. The only thing I knew was that I was in a great deal of pain, and I didn't know how to fix it, how to get it to stop hurting. Because it still did... it really did.

I shrugged.

"The alpha made an announcement today," She declared after a few moments of feeding me. I paused in the middle of chewing the piece of cake she had placed in my mouth, swallowing with difficulty. One thing I knew was that I wasn't scared of him and would never be anymore, neither did I care anymore. But it didn't mean that I liked to hear about him. But I didn't object.

As she repeated his words, I couldn't help but be surprised. But I didn't betray any emotion. I wondered what made him decide to release me. I would have thought it was guilt but I hadn't even seen him since that day. And I was stupid enough to think that he was remorseful. Him releasing me made no difference as it could never reverse all the damage he had done. And the fact that I still had no idea why I had been kidnapped. If he thought he was doing me a favor, then he had no idea just how wrong he was. "So are you gonna go home?" Margaret asked.

If my chest didn't hurt so much, I would have laughed. Home.

I had no home. Even if I was going fur years, they wouldn't notice neither would they care. The only person I really wanted to see was my nanny. I needed to see her... hug her and let her know I was alive. But I couldn't... I couldn't go back there. At least here I had my freedom. There I had no right to even my own words. I was still a prisoner. In my own home.

What I had been most surprised about was the fact that he had suggested and decided to welcome me if I decided to remain here as a part of their pack. Sadly, I had nicer memories here than I ever had back home, and that honestly didn't stay much. I had been through a lot here, but I had also made friends. There was Margaret, Annalise and Eve. If I decided to stay here, at least I had people who I cared about and who cared about me. But I didn't know if I wanted to be around him anymore. He would continue to remind me of the pain. And how long would I continue to live like that? Becoming a part of his pack would make him my alpha. Could I live with that?

I also felt a tiny bit of shame prick me on the inside as I remembered that I wasn't even a real wolf. I knew he hadn't told anyone yet because they would surely have mentioned it. But I was sure that he would. And then they would all begin to look down on me. "Liyah?"

"Yes?" I looked up in surprise, startled. Hearing my name out loud made me feel more human.

"I asked if you'd like to come with me," Margaret repeated.

My brows furrowed. "Where?"

"Would you like to become my assistant? An assistant healer? You'd come with me to render my services."

Oh. I was about to ask if the alpha would be okay with it when I remembered that I didn't have to answer to anyone anymore. I was my own woman now. It would take some getting used to. But I was pretty sure I would get the hang of it.

Her offer began to put me in a better mood and I wasn't sure why. But I looked up at her and nodded like my life depended on it.