Alexander looked angrily as she looked at him in what seemed like uncertainty.
"I won't repeat myself unless you want me to come tear them apart," he threatened, his voice bearing the weight of his seriousness.
Breanna quickly did as she was bid, leaving her with her bra and panties on.
"Those too, I want you bare," Alexander said, feeling his anger and disappointment at the news he had just received from the doctor overwhelming him.
He watched her obey him with no attempt to resist or fight him, making his member harden at the sight before him.
" Now bend over here," he said, pulling her harshly as he bent her over the office table, hastily opening his zipper letting his c**ck lose as he penetrated her p***y without warning, causing her to bite back a moan.
"You can't even give me an heir, and you're busy fighting other women?" He thrust into her furiously, not caring if he hurt her as she cried out in pain and pleasure.
Breanna now understood what kind of situation she had put herself into as he thrust hard and painfully into her without care.
"Stop, please, you're hurting me," she said, unable to hear his painful assault.
"All I ask for is an heir woman, and you can't even give me that after all I have given you?" He asked, increasing his speed as he held her hands firmly behind her back as he reached his climax, pulling out of her like he had done nothing to her.
Breanna felt tears rolling down her cheeks at the embarrassment she felt. No one had ever treated her like that in her entire life. She couldn't complain since she had to hear this for the sake of her family. It seemed this was the beginning of her misery in the mansion.
"Get out of my office, I don't want to see you anywhere near me," Alexander ordered as he watched her collect her clothes weakly.
She looked broken, the rebellion and fighting spirit he had once seen in her seemed broken, making his heart twist as he realized what he had done. He was so blinded by his anger that he shattered her into pieces.
He remembered his first time saving her. She was almost in a similar predicament and here he was making her relive it but this time no one saved her from his wrath.
Breanna felt her steps wager as she walked into her room. How could the moon goddess be this cruel? All she had to have been a baby to keep her family safe, but even that the moon goddess couldn't grant her? She let the tears flow uncontrollably as she put all her pain into it.
She didn't know for how long she sat on the bathroom floor, crying pitifully. She felt disgusted at her mate after what he had done to her. She now believed what was told about them, they were really monsters.
She put on the shower, scrubbing her body mercilessly until it throbbed in pain. If this was what the moon goddess had planned for her, she would rather stay mateless.
She sighed as she made the final decision to reject him. She couldn't have him as a mate for even a second longer, even if he was the Lycan King himself.
Alexander Leeds sat in his office, ruminating at what he just did to his mate. His wolf falling quiet but making him feel disappointed for hurting his mate. He was used to getting what he wanted and his desperation at that moment was having an heir to call his, to continue his lineage.
A knock at the door made her jump at the intrusion revealing Alexander whose eyes widened seeing had red skin.
"What have you done to yourself Breanna?" He asked concerned as he took her hand in his inspecting it.
Breanna sat there like she was frozen, not uttering a word at his fake concern.
Her silence seemed to snap Alexander back to reality as he let her hand go.
" Do you think by hurting yourself, you're going to gain pity from me?" He asked not understanding his behavior. He wasn't used to having soft feelings for anyone.
Breanna turned her head swiftly looking him dead straight in the air, her face cold, "I Breanna Styles of Silvinia Pack, reje...."
"Don't you even dare!" Alexander said using his Alpha voice.
"If you want your family alive and your father's pack safe, you better behave!" He threatened furious at her for attempting to reject him.
He seemed to be mind linking as he looked at her unbelievably.
"Guards lock her up in the dungeons, let her remember her place!" He ordered watching her get dragged out of the room making no attempt to defend herself.
All Breanna felt was cold inside, she felt her father trying to push through the mind link, but she didn't want to worry him. All that mattered was that they were safe and sound.
"Looks like the king's favorite cake to the dungeons," Luke said laughing sarcastically.
"You caused my friend's death now look at you waiting for yours," Luke teased.
"Don't talk to her, look at her neck, that's the king's mark, you'll get yourself killed if you play around," one of the men who dragged her told Luke who backed away but not without smirking evilly at her.
Breanna sat at the corner of the cold room as her stomach rumbled in hunger. She had been here for a while and no one seemed to care that she existed. She felt her body giving out as her strength failed her when she tried to stand.
The door cracked open as she looked carefully trying to focus her vision onto the visitor.
"I heard you were locked in here, I had to come see for myself, and maybe have some fun?" The man said moving towards her, placing his calloused hands on her thigh.
"No, no you can't," she attempted to shield herself to no avail as she received a blow to her face welcoming the darkness that came with it.