Chapter 1 Abuse Of Power

• CHAPTER 1
• Mimilia's POV
• *Abuse of Power*
• I flinched in fright when I saw my mate and Alpha, Milles glaring at me with reddened eyes.
• "You dare disobey me?" he growled, his eyes flashing with anger.
• Facing his merciless gaze filled with nothing but fury and dissatisfaction, my body trembled in fear; although I had already gotten used to the countless bruises and injuries he'd inflicted on me over time, I could never get over that heartless gaze of his.
• Whenever he glared at me with those cold eyes of his my heart would ache far more than the sores from my wounds, With the aid of my wolf I could always heal the scars and injuries he inflicted on me yet for some reason I could never heal the searing pain my heart had been forced to endure ever since...
• Ever since the day of my coronation as the pack Luna.
• Just like every she-wolf of my Silver pack, I dreamt of becoming Alpha Milles's beloved mate.
• As one of the most handsome and strongest members of our pack, it was every woman's dream to be fated with Alpha Milles as his beloved mate, not to mention the position of Luna afterward; just becoming his mate was enough to drive anyone crazy, I included.
• I could still remember the day of my coronation when we both exchanged our wedding vows before the goddess and the entire pack, his fawning eyes as he gazed at me were wondrous and afterward we even went ahead and consummated our marriage
• His warm touch as he made me his was a memory I would never forget...but why...
• Why did he suddenly turn so distant and cold after that day... She wondered when a memory of his harsh words emerged in her head.
• " You weak little wrench! Do you think I love you?!!, What sort of disgusting joke is that!"
• " If it wasn't because of that, I would've humiliated you during the coronation before the entire pack, A useless waste like you dares to have thoughts about me?"
• "Just touching you during the mating ritual was nauseating! A waste like you could never become my Luna!"
• At that instant, his former vicious words overlapped with Milles current scolding.
• Mimilia whimpered subconsciously, The searing pain in her heart growing even more.
• As the pack's beloved Luna never once in my wildest dreams had I imagined that my life would be reduced to such suffering and anguish.
• She couldn't believe her life had become a never-ending nightmare. She felt trapped and alone, with no escape from Mille's wrath.
• I began cowering in fear and before I knew it, my eyes were soon brimming with tears. " W-Why..are you doing this to me, I never did anything to you Milles so Why-"
• I grieved too, yet mid-sentence, I felt a panging pain against my left cheek, and before I could react, I was sent flying through the dining room; the instant the slap arrived, I was stunned when I realized that a few of my teeth were knocked out simultaneously with a mixture of fresh blood.
• In a split moment, My weak body flew across the room like a rag doll, before knocking into the wall with a terrible bang.
• "You dare call out my name you wench?!" I heard Milles snarl.
• His handsome appearance, which was a combination of Blonde wavy hair, Golden pupils that shinned proudly like the sun, wearing a splendid sewn suit with a body built with several chiseled muscles underneath while standing at the height of 6.4 feet, Now looked somewhat unsightly due to his fuming rage.
• While I was wreathing in pain, Mille, who was glaring daggers at me, revealed an expression of disgust and anger as if he didn't feel any hint of empathy for me at all.
• Instead of apologizing, he instead continued with his scolding.
• " Lest you've forgotten, Let me remind you that you are nothing but my wife, Mimilia. You'll always do as I say, So don't you ever dream of uttering a single word back at me!" Milles was just about to take a step towards me when he felt a warning signal ringing within his mind jolting him to a stop.
• A trace of never-before-seen caution emerged on his face for a moment before vanishing the next instant as if it never appeared in the first place. Even I, who was struggling to remain conscious, was a bit doubtful.
• But at least it seemed to buy me some time.
• Milles stood in the same position with his left foot mid-air facing towards me yet for some reason, he never took that first step towards me.
• After some time of staying at a standstill, he furrowed his brow and gnashed his teeth.
• With a snarl, he left the room in huge strides not bothering to spare me, who was nearly covered from head to toe in blood and wounds, a single glance.
• A while after Milles had left, My body, which was stained with blood, shifted into that of my wolf.
• With my wolf-increased abilities, at least my life wouldn't be in danger for the time being.
• The instant I shifted, A huge white wolf covered in an elegant luscious white fur coat and enshrouded with a sense of nobility appeared within the space I was originally in.
• My wolf whimpered in pain the moment it emerged, its furry body lay exhausted on the ground in an attempt to heal.
• Currently, it appeared that even when shifted into my wolf, the injuries Milles had inflicted on me, were simply too much for even it to endure because they would grow to match my wolf's own body in equivalence any time I shifted.
• Laying in our pool of blood, my wolf's eyes were filled with sorrow and remorse for me as it whimpered in pain.
• The both of us were naturally connected, so even though I had been the one to endure Mille's continuous assaults, I could still feel the searing pain in my heart from our bond.
• When it remembered the one who had caused me to endure such pain and anguish, its eyes turned fierce, glancing at the direction Mille's had left in, with hatred and killing intent.
• Ever since the day Milles had begun torturing me daily, it had long since denounced Milles wolf.
• All I ever wished for since then was for me to do the same but unfortunately, I refused because even till now, although it was a bit unbelievable. I still had feelings for Milles.
• Even when forced to endure his violent assaults and continuous hatred, I never once thought of denouncing him much to my wolf's dissatisfaction.
• With Milles certainly gone, my wolf couldn't be bothered to think about him at the moment, instead, it was far more focused on recovering its strength to heal the wounds on its body.
• "Thanks, Brynhild, now could you please shift back....." A while later when my wounds were no different from completely healed, I wanted to shift back.
• But it seemed like my wolf had other thoughts in mind.
• "What? So you can let him beat you again with open arms?!, I don't understand why you're so persistent about this, just let me kill that traitor already and end this useless suffering of yours!"
• My wolf scoffed at the idea, it snarled, wishing to use this moment to wait for that bastard Milles to teach him a lesson.
• "Brynhild, please don't say that; he's the Alpha. We can't possibly think of doing that, plus-" I tried disagreeing but.
• "Plus what! " My wolf rebuked with a snarl, its ferocious fangs baring themselves.
• " Why do you keep letting him walk over you like this? He's already broken the pact by harming you! Before the goddess, he swore to never let any harm come to you, yet here he is causing the harm himself! him and that useless Bjorn!" The other she was implying was Bjorn, Mille wolf.
• "That traitorous duo don't deserve you nor me, Why won't you just listen to me and attack them already? I am sure I can take them" Brynhild scrapped her sharp claws against the floor, cutting through it like a hot knife through butter.
• "Please don't say things like that..., Bjorn and Alpha Milles are still our mates, no matter what, we can't do anything that would harm them." I tried changing her mind yet Brynhild was still proving stubborn.
• "So then what? Are you willing to continue this pointless suffering till the day you die? is that it?" My wolf growled with anger; It just couldn't understand why, even after everything I had been through, I would still feel so attached to that wicked goblin of an alpha.
• Brynhild was still irritated and rearing to fight but with my continuous pleas, she had to reconsider in the end.
• Although reluctant, Brynhild eventually retreated within me, allowing me to shift back into my former self.
• Several Hours Later
• Bracing the cold of the night, My surroundings were illuminated by the countless stars in the sky and the darkness of night, i sat in silence on the front porch of our exquisite Villa, Patiently waiting for my dear husband to return.
• With loving eyes filled with anticipation and hope I sat patiently by the porch.
• Where could he be...I thought to myself, Ever since Milles left in the morning he hadn't returned since, not even once.
• The time had already clocked past 11:00 PM yet he was still not at home, if he was held up due to a business meeting or his Alpha duties I would've at least known about it beforehand but knowing that it's not any of those, I can't help but worry, I hope nothing happens to him.
• " Hmph! If it were up to me, I'd say he's better off dying out there on the road, best to be run over by a trailer; that way, I'll be sure that jerk never survives," Brynhild made no effort to hide her intentions.
• Though I knew she was only looking out for me I co
• uldn't help worrying even more after hearing what she'd said, What if she was right and Milles had been caught up in an accident?