7. DEVON

Devon's POV

After eating my meal, I decided to stroll to the training ground to see how well she was doing. I knew that she was willing to do whatever I said and it was just to please me.

I wasn't going to allow her to know that she could please me so easily too. I strolled, to the training ground, expecting to find there. At least she was supposed to have started the training.

I was surprised when I got there and I didn't see her.

"Maybe she had to take a detour. For someone as naive as her, things were bound to catch her interest."

I had told myself that, at least I believed it to be true. But then even after twenty minutes, she hadn't shown up. Somewhere, I began to feel worried.

What if the drugs which the doctor gave her weren't potent enough and wore out? Did it mean that she was in danger?

I started pacing to and fro. About fifteen minutes after, I noticed someone approaching from the corner of my eye.

I stopped my paving abruptly and behold, it was her. She looked so surprised to find me there. As if she never expected me to show up at the training ground so early. Or maybe she never expected to have wasted so much time doing whatever it was that she was doing.

I took two steps closer to her. She put her gaze to the ground. What was so interesting about the ground anyway?

I signaled for her to come over. I wasn't the one who was supposed to meet her, she was to come to me.

With her gaze still on the ground, she walked over to meet me.

"Look up," I ordered. She raised her head but kept her eyes on the ground. I chuckled. What kind of stupid girl was she? I said looking up and she raised her head. Was she that stupid? Or was she also hard of hearing?

"Olivia, I didn't say raise your head. I said, look up!" I snapped, hardening my voice at the end. I don't know what it was but her eyes suddenly came up and her gaze locked on mine. There were tears in her eyes but she managed to hold them in.

"Who were you with?"

Her eyes widened slightly. So she was with someone after all. I sneered down at her. Now she had given herself out.

"Answer me and don't make me repeat myself," I said slowly. She shifted between her feet.

"Did you bring someone to my house ?"

Her eyes turned slightly red and she shook her head vigorously.

"Then tell me who you were with!" I yelled. I didn't know why I was getting angry. If she was with someone else, wasn't that supposed to make me happy? Was I starting to accept her?

"Oh wait... Of course, you can't speak." I suddenly remembered. I heard her sniff lightly after I spoke. I turned away from her. Seeing her cry seemed to prick my heart, just a little, but I hated that it had any effect on me at all.

"Go and begin your training," I said. "Today, you shall train twice as hard. Take it as your punishment for derailing."

"Next time I shall catch you doing such a thing, you might have to walk naked since you want to be a slut."

I heard her whimper even louder. Yes, I went too far, I'm aware. But she had to learn not to trespass, even if it was a hard way. She had to learn and since I was in the position to teach her, I ought to do a good job.

"Don't just stand there like an idiot, get moving!" I yelled. The girl walked away slowly. She went to begin the training.

She was slow and unfocused in all she did. I stood there, ensuring that no matter how hurt she was, she could not stop.

"Look at you, so weak and pathetic!" I yelled. "You can't even maintain your emotions. You are weak!"

She shook her head softly and I knew my words were getting to her.

"Go on, be like what everyone has said," I said to her. "They call you useless and I can see some truth in their words."

She frowned. She was getting angry. Somewhere I liked that she was getting angry. At least I could see a different emotion in her eyes. If she cried when she was angry then I would know that she was useless just as they have said.

"Come on, go harder." I teased. "Don't be a weakling. You're soft."

She used more force in her hits. Her mind was becoming more focused and at that point, I knew I had to stop speaking. Perhaps she couldn't even hear me anymore.

While I watched her train so hard, a servant walked up to me. He came to me and bowed. I signaled for him to come up to me.

When he came, he began to whisper to me what he had seen.

My eyes hardened with what I had heard. So she had brought in my enemies? And she came here, pretending to be innocent.

"How certain are you of this?" I asked the man.

"I saw them with my eyes. The man seemed to be too close to her. He might be a relative too."

I stroked my chin in thought. A relative? Perhaps her father. If my guess was correct then her father was the beta of the pack which she came out from.

She had told me she was unwanted, how come they came looking for her? Had she lied to me? Of course, what else to expect from a mute?

I glared at her as she trained. Suddenly it felt as if she wasn't doing enough. I marched over to where she was and pulled her aggressively.

"I change my mind," I growled. "Today, you train thrice as hard."

The shock on her face was satisfactory. I smiled as I walked away, leaving her to her thoughts.