Claimed By My Husband's Enemy novel Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

(Eli)

The first rule of survival: blend. Before my mother got into an accident, she wanted me to be as invisible as possible. To do whatever was necessary so other people would not notice me. She said it was the key to living freely and safely.

I didn’t understand it at first. And so, I broke the first rule after joining the modeling agency to help pay our debts. I did the exact opposite. I became known. And because I sucked at becoming an obedient daughter, I met Landon. Through him, I met this impossible man.

From an evil husband, I was transferred to a beast man real quick.

Now I knew why they said, ‘mothers know best.’

Had I listened to her, I wouldn’t have been thrust into this madness.

The second rule was to run. It was too late for that. But maybe there was still hope for the third rule. Pretend to be weak. Strong people neither get intimidated nor bothered by the weak ones.

I pretended to sway a little as I cupped my forehead and winced as if I was in pain. They wouldn’t punish someone who was in pain… right? I closed my eyes although the tears that slid down my cheeks were frustratingly real. I’d never been this nervous and terrified my whole life. I had no idea if werewolves knew compassion. If they didn’t, it was not too late to learn.

Silence filled the car.

Ten seconds quickly became twenty and then thirty. I couldn’t believe I was secretly and desperately counting. When an entire minute passed, I let out a sigh of relief. Maybe I was safe-

All positive thoughts flew out the window the second I heard a laugh.

“Sorry. I’d have loved to keep watching this unfold, but I can’t anymore. No offense, but you suck at acting, Elianna. Your eyes keep twitching and for someone claiming to be sick, your heartbeat sounds very healthy,” Dale helpfully pointed out why I was a model and not an actress while laughing his heart out, because why wouldn’t he? He was a man. And I’d already established the fact that all men were assholes.

My face turned pale as my hands became clammy. I couldn’t look up even if I could feel Creed’s unwavering gaze on me. If Landon, a human, involved locking me up and threatening my mom as his punishment, then what more a beast?

I heard Creed clear his throat, stopping Dale all at once.

“I believe I asked you a question, Elianna.”

“Why?” I blurted out despite my increasing anxiety. God, I hated this man. But I hated Landon even more for doing this to me. “Why should I be punished? I didn’t do anything wrong! I thought my life was at stake. Why should I apologize for not listening to you? Why would I listen to you anyway? Up until today, I didn’t know who you are. I don’t even know why I should be here when it was Landon who owed you and not me. You want to punish someone? Then find my husband. Strangle him or castrate him, I don’t care anymore.”

I wiped the stubborn tears with my fingers. “If anything, instead of receiving punishment, I should demand compensation for the physical and mental torture I’ve been through for the past few hours.” My shoulders shook. I couldn’t even escape this alpha or whoever he was even if I wanted to. “To hell with you all! I don’t deserve this.”

I forced myself to finally look at Creed’s way. I tilted my chin in defiance even if I wanted to hide. The first and last time I raised my voice like this, Landon dragged me to the attic, leaving marks on my wrists that took days to disappear. But when Creed suddenly leaned so close and the color of his eyes had turned to gold, all my fake confidence crumbled. I shut my eyes and prepared for his so-called punishment while my clenched hands trembled.

“Go ahead. Do what you want,” I said in a hoarse voice. “Give me more reason to hate men.”

Creed’s face was so close to mine that I could smell his minty breath while I was sweaty and smelled like wine, bad decisions, and ruined marriage. I heard it again. That sound coming from a wolf. It wasn’t roaring this time. But it was making a sound that I couldn’t understand. And then I felt large and warm hands around my neck.

Was he going to strangle me?

The next thing I felt was a sharp, piercing pain in my neck, making me sob harder. Thankfully, it was over before I realized it. When I opened my eyes, I found Creed still sitting so close to me and staring at me with such nonchalance as if his fangs didn’t just rip my flesh-I paused when I realized that the pain was gone. It was replaced by a soothing warmth that I’d never felt before. It was like a healing balm that spread all throughout my body until I no longer felt the throbbing in my shoulders and back brought by Landon and the ache in my ankles when I fell in the forest.

“W-what was that?”

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Chapter 6

“Your punishment.”

My voice cracked. “That’s it?”

Creed licked something on my neck, the part which hurt so badly a minute ago. His Adam’s apple moved up and down as he stared at my neck as if he wanted to do more. “Were you waiting for something more? I could always give you more, Elianna. Just say the word.”

Were all werewolves like this? How could his threats sound like seduction at the same time?

His thumb brushed the tears off my cheeks. “How much should I compensate you? How much should I pay for these tears,

Elianna?”

I laughed through the tears. “Why? What are you going to do? Give me something and then take something much bigger from me? It’s a cycle. And I’m so sick of it.” I stopped his hands and pushed them away from my face. “So, thanks but no thanks, Mr. Black.”

“Suit yourself.”

Creed returned to his seat when his phone rang. He didn’t answer the call although he had become busy checking something on it. I was about to move a few inches away from him, when I heard another beastly sound that startled me. A growl. A warning. As if even a few inches of distance between us were forbidden.

And then without taking his eyes off his phone, Creed put his hand on my knee, stroking me there, instilling a new kind of heat and tension all over my body.

Quietly reminding me that I could say whatever I wanted.

But at the end of the day, it was still Creed Black who had the upper hand.

Because it was him who owned me and every part of my body.

For thirty freaking days.

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