[Annabel's P.O.V.]
Even though Alpha was strangling me, I did not bother resisting.
If I were him, I'd want to kill me too. Since I could empathize with him, I simply let him vent his frustrations on me.
I begged him to let me down and I would tell him the truth. I had no plans to resist but d*mn, his strength was really making it hard for me to breathe.
But I was more worried about the fact that I was suffering than that I would die. He might be the strongest Alpha of the largest pack in all of North America. But he wasn't a Werewolf of Chaos so even a dark witch like me would still be able to take him on quite confidently.
I didn't know if he would forgive me. If he wanted to punish me, I would willingly accept it. After all, I did use dark magic to make him lose his memory and create an imposter in his pack. I had basically destroyed the relationship between him and his mate. And here I was, shamelessly asking him for help.
