Leah's POV
When he spread my legs and wrapped my legs around his waist, I suddenly realized that he was literally going to take me into this dark, narrow back alley of the restaurant.
The shadow of buildings consumed both of us and so did our desperation.
No, this isn't happening. It's not fair. I can't be taken by my ex-husband like this. No matter how badly he wants and how hot he is.
My last stray of dignity was evoked and I started to struggle against him, trying to push him away.
"Lucas, stop..." I begged. My voice was trembling with fear and uncertainty.
He ignored my plea and leaned in, capturing my lips with his in a hot, passionate kiss. It seemed that he wanted to soothe me. I could feel his longing for me, but I couldn't give in.
My heart was pounding in my chest as I tried to resist the overwhelming desire to kiss him back. I wanted him, needed him, but I also knew that it was wrong.
"Lucas, don't..." I tried to push him again as his hands roamed over my body, tracing the curves of my hips and pulling me closer to him.
My resistance seemed to anger Lucas. He suddenly grabbed my hands and firmly locked them with his hand above my head.
"Did he kiss you like this?" He stared into my eyes and asked. His tone was monotonic, almost robotic, but I could detect a trace of jealousy and anger in his eyes.
I turned my head away from him to avoid eye contact, but he pinched my chin and forced me to look at him.
"I'm talking to you! Did you let him fuck you? Is he any good?" He asked in a pressing voice. I could see flames of jealousy and anger in his eyes now.
"Lucas, let go of me. I can't do this. I really can't..."
"I'm asking you a question, Leah! Answer me!" He grabbed my shoulders with tremendous force. He was so furious that I thought he was about to break my shoulder blades.
As a matter of fact, he didn't manage to break my bones.
The only thing he broke was my heart.
"Lucas, you're no longer my husband and mate," I said in a low but determined voice. "Whatever happens to me has nothing to do with you anymore," I said.
"But you're still my wife!" He barked with madness in his eyes.
At that time, a thought flashed past my mind -
Is he going to kill me?
Lucas looked at me with a mixture of sadness and regret. I had hoped that was a sign that he realized that he had let his jealousy and anger get in the way of making things right, but that just wasn't the case.
"You're not my mate, I know." Lucas unbuckled his belt as he said in a ruthless voice. "But you are my wife. You can only belong to me, not anyone else. And I will make sure that you remember this."
I looked at Lucas in horror and said in a trembling voice, "Lucas, what are you doing?"
"I'm unbuckling my pants in front of my wife. What do you think I want to do?!" Lucas roared like a wild beast as he grabbed me with his wolf claws. His eyes were glinting with murderous predator cruelty.
As the excruciating pain penetrated my body, I realized what he was going to do -
He wanted to torture me before taking me like a wild beast.
Just when I was about to raise my voice and call for help, a voice suddenly appeared at the other side of the alley -
"...Listen, Cliff. I'm not having a debate with you on diplomatic immunity over the phone. If your own brother got arrested for not paying for his traffic ticket in a rogue pack, you would have already waged a war on that pack and we wouldn't be having this conversation right now..."
I followed this voice and saw a long, slender figure emerging from the darkness of the alley, holding a mobile phone in his hand.
Curly blonde hair. Piercing blue eyes.
Darren Swanson?! The youngest son of Alpha of Eagle Tail Pack! The handsome stranger whom I came across at the Derby party.
Why is he here?!
As soon as Darren saw me being captured by Lucas, he said to his phone -
"OK, Cliff, I gotta go. And do me a favor, call 911, and send a police patrol car to 15th Street, the alley behind the Japanese restaurant. Tell them to come here as soon as they can before someone gets badly hurt."
Then, he hung up and slid his mobile into his pocket.
"Sir, may I help you with anything?" He asked Lucas while approaching forward.
"Keep walking, kid. This is none of your business." Lucas roared. His wolf claws were still gripping my arms.
"You're making that lady hurt. Please let go of her." Darren said in a polite manner.
"Fuck off, kid. Before I rip your arms off and tossed them in your mouth!" Lucas shouted.
"Great. That's a darn threat to endanger my safety. That will save me a lot of trouble when I explain it to my father." Darren mumbled.
Then, before I could tell Darren to walk away, his hands had already shifted his hands into giant white wolf claws, abruptly peeled Lucas off my body before throwing him at the wall. That was a hard hit. If Lucas wasn't strong, his back would definitely be broken because of the impact of the hit.
I was shocked because I didn't expect such blunt force from Darren. I guessed that he didn't lie to me about his past military training after all.
"Are you OK, Miss Lewyn?" Darren shifted his claws into human hands to hold me in his arms. There was a triumphal smile hanging at the corner of his lips.
I didn't answer him. My head was buzzing.
Looking over his shoulder, I could see Lucas struggling to get back to his feet.
My ex-mate was in distress and he needed my help.
He was distressed because of me.
I didn't think twice. I ran toward him. It was like a reflex.
"Lucas..." I stretched out my arms, trying to help him to get back to his feet. But he abruptly slapped away my hands.
My heart sank. I could see the anger accumulating inside Lucas' eyes.
Just when I thought I had nothing to do with Lucas, he pulled me back again into the swirl of despair.
I was such an idiot. I couldn't help but feel so ashamed of what I had done. I just wanted to help him, but I ended up humiliating him in front of another man.
At that time, Darren stepped in front of me and said, "Sir, lay your paws on Miss Lewyn again, I'll cut them off."
Lucas stood up, flipped the dirt on his pants, and stared at Darren. It seemed that he wanted to kill Darren alive.
"Who are you, kid?" Lucas asked. There was flame in his eyes.