Chapter 12 Let Me Take Over
Melissa’s POV:
I stared at him nervously, waiting for him to explain what his so–called “permanent solution” was.
“It is…”
He paused mid–sentence, then leaned in even closer, lowering his voice to a chilling whisper by my ear. “To remove your
uterus.”
“My … my uterus?”
I stumbled back in shock and collapsed onto the couch behind me. Shaking my head frantically, I pleaded, “No … I don’t want
that!”
If he took out my uterus, I’d never be able to have children for the rest of
There was no way I could agree to that.
my life.
“Adrian, are you the Alpha King of the werewolves, or are you just a monster?”
From the serious look on his face, I could tell he wasn’t joking. Not even a little.
He was the Alpha King of this continent, the highest authority among the werewolves, and strong enough to crush anyone in his path.
And me? I couldn’t even summon my wolf properly.
If he wanted to kill me, it would be as effortless as squashing a bug.
I hated these werewolves. Just because of their bloodline rankings, they could suppress anyone lower ranked–wolves and humans alike.
That was one of the reasons I never wanted anything to do with their world.
But now, no matter how scared I was, I had no choice but to face him.
I looked straight into his eyes, waiting for his response.
Adrian let out a cold laugh and casually pulled out his phone. He dialed a number. “Andy, call the hospital. Get an operating room ready for a hysterectomy….
He was serious.
“No! Not!”
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Before he could finish the sentence, I shot to my feet, snatched his phone, and ended the call.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I was furious, humiliated, and terrified all at once. “You have no right!” I shouted, tears stinging my eyes. “Just because you’re the Alpha King, you think you can bully someone like me someone who doesn’t even have a wolf?
“And for the record, I don’t live in the werewolf world. So your rules don’t apply to me!”
I finally understood that pretending to be pitiful or innocent wouldn’t work with this man.
Because he wasn’t just heartless–he was cold–blooded.
“Whether I have the right or not… We’ll find out soon enough.”
Adrian yanked his phone back from my hands and started to walk away.
“Don’t go!”
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I grabbed his hand and dropped to my knees with a thud, tears streaming down my face. “Alpha, please … You can’t do this. I don’t even know if I’m pregnant yet! But if I am–if I’m carrying your child–I swear I’ll get rid of it!”
At this point, I had no choice but to throw away my pride to protect what mattered.
Dignity meant nothing when your life was on the line.
I wasn’t strong enough to fight him head–on. The only card I had left… Was begging.
Flexibility was the one skill that had helped me survive in the lowest rungs of human society.
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“You were just full of righteous anger a second ago,” Adrian said, gripping my chin firmly in his hand. “And now you’re down on your knees, begging? Tell me…” His voice was icy, “which version of you should I believe?”
“Alpha, it was your Grandma who drugged you. You slept with me. I’m the victim here–why should I be the one to suffer the consequences?”
I was furious, but I still tried to reason with him.
“You are something,” he sneered. “One minute you’re playing the helpless damsel, the next you’re fuming with righteous anger. Interesting.
“But I don’t owe you any explanations for what I do.”
He let out a dismissive laugh, then added coldly, “Just sit here and behave. Someone will come for you soon. Time for your surgery.”
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With that, he pulled a tissue from the box and wiped the hand that had touched my chin, as if I were something filthy. Then he tossed the tissue into the trash and walked away without a second glance.
“Alpha?
“Alpha, can we talk about this?
“Adrian, don’t walk away!
“Adrian, you bastard! You piece of shit!”
I screamed after him as he walked out of the living room without so much as turning around.
Fuming, I dropped onto the couch and slapped at imaginary dust on my knees, then turned back toward the door and shouted again, “Asshole!”
I reached for my phone to call Camila, only to realize it was gone.
It hit me then–Adrian must have swiped it when he got close earlier. Of course he did.
I couldn’t just sit here and wait to be butchered. I had to escape.
I scanned the room and saw two tall, heavily built, high–ranking werewolf guards stationed at the door. There was no way I’d get out unless I could get them away.
Thinking fast, I grabbed a lighter from a drawer, lit a roll of toilet paper, and held it up near the sprinkler on the ceiling.
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Within seconds, the fire set off the system. Sprinklers began spraying everywhere–soaking the living room, the guest
bedroom, the study, and the bathroom. The smoke detector started blaring.
I ran out of the bathroom, soaking wet but looking panicked.
“What happened?”
“Where’s the fire?”
The two werewolf guards rushed in, their faces tense.
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“I don’t know!” I said, shaking my head frantically. “It’s terrifying…
“You check that side, and I’ll check here!”
“Got it!”
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They immediately split up–one ran toward the bathroom, the other to the study.
Perfect.
I rushed for the door, heart pounding, only to find it locked.
I spun around and bolted to the window. But I was on the 38th floor. If I jumped now without any kind of support, I’d be nothing but a bloodstain on the ground.
Am I going to be locked up here and have my uterus taken out against my will?
That thought broke something in me. I slid down the wall and collapsed at the base of the window, hopeless.
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And then I heard her. “Melissa, let me take over.”
It was Nancy.
