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Chapter 21

Chloe's POV

I watch as Beca sleeps, knowing that this may be the last time I'll see her. Why does she have to go and fight Luke? I shouldn't have expected anything less though. From the moment she stood up to Luke at the waterfall, I knew she would do anything to save me, even die.

But I can't let her do that. Not for me. I'm just one person in her life and I know that she'll move on, find somebody better than me and maybe, just maybe, occasionally look back at the girl who helped her. Who let her live instead of throwing her life away.

Being as careful as I can, I climb out of bed and get dressed in clean clothes. I may be throwing myself to the wolves, but that doesn't mean I want to be disgusting doing it. After that, I walk over to the bed and softly kiss my beautiful girlfriend on the forehead. She smiles and for a second I think that she's awake, but after a couple of minutes of silence, I realize that she isn't. I couldn't reject her but maybe me just leaving will be okay. She'll be okay.

Beca's dark hair spreads out around her and her pale face is peaceful with sleep. She looks so cute and adorable that I don't understand how anyone can call her a beast. Luke and them don't understand who she really is, but I do. She wants to go fight Luke but that's not what she needs. What she needs is a chance at a normal life, to live without looking over her shoulder all the time. To be free.

"I love you," I whisper, needing to say it out loud to her at least one time, even if she can't hear me. We haven't said the words but we can feel each other's emotions so I know Beca feels the same. It's like we were both waiting for the other to say it first. I wasted precious time letting Beca know how I feel, just to hear her say it first when this whole time, I should've said something. Maybe, this will show her that she's my whole world and I can't live with the guilt of letting her sacrifice herself for me.

With one more soft kiss on her forehead, I leave the room, holding back tears. It's not just Beca I'm leaving but my family. I peek into my mom's room to get one last glimpse. After so long, she's finally able to sleep and I'm about to ruin that. She understands me like no other, but I'm not sure she'll understand why I had to do this.

Tears are now streaming down my face as I make my way to the front door. I look into the living room, watching my siblings sleep and wish that I could run in there and cuddle in between them like I used to do. They would wake up and be mad at first, but eventually, they would move closer and we would all fall asleep.

My hand reaches the doorknob which is cold to the touch and makes my already on edge body jerk back in shock. Taking a deep, shaky breath, I open it and step outside whispering an unheard "I'm sorry" into the house, wildly hoping that they will somehow hear it when they awake. When I'm long gone. With heavy feet, I make my way to the foster home, walking as fast as I can. Beca would surely wake up at the sound of a car starting so the only option of travel is on foot.

It takes me a little bit and when the sun starts to come up, I panic, breaking out into a run. The cold, bitter air bites at my face, like it knows I shouldn't be out here. Finally, I make it to the home and knock on the door, trying to do this before I chicken out. The door swings open, revealing a tall, brunette with heavy makeup coating her face. Her lips instantly curl into disgust and she makes a retching sound.

"You reek of that mutt." Her whiny, high-pitched voice pierced my ears, helping me understand why Beca left here. "What do you want?"

"I need to see Luke."

"And why would he want to talk to you?" She smiles smugly, but that disappears when Luke comes up behind her, setting a huge hand on the doorframe.

"Because she is the mutt's girlfriend." The girl puts her smug look back up. "I'm very curious as to why you're here."

"I want to make a deal." Luke cackles and the girl joins in loudly, desperate to please him.

"You want to make a deal? And what exactly do you have to offer?" I swallow hard at the cruelty in Luke's voice and take a deep breath before telling him my secret.

"I'm a seer." Both Luke and the girl stare at me open-mouthed. "I can prove it. I mean, who do you think got Beca out of the cabin in time? How do you think I knew what was going to happen?"

"We don't mess around with this stuff so if you're lying, I swear I will rip your throat out where your girlfriend can see and then, I'll rip hers out too."

"I'm not lying," I snap, impatient. Beca will realize that I'm gone soon and come after me.

"Okay, say you are. What does that have to do with a deal?"

"I will go with you and report any visions I have for as long as you like, If you leave Beca and my family alone." Luke laughs and shakes his head.

"This is ridiculous. You are actually giving yourself up to try and save that bitch? Unbelievable." The girl yells and Luke slaps a hand over her mouth.

"Shut it, Alice. I have to call my father. Get his take on things." Luke walks inside, leaving Alice to watch me as I think. Luke is obviously not calling any shots like he makes everybody believe. So when he punished Beca, that was most likely his father's call, not the elders or Luke. And now, his father decides my fate and my family's. Hopefully, he'll look past Beca's parents crimes and put the life he's been throwing around and let her live.

Luke comes back, a jacket now resting over his shoulders. He throws it on and pushes past Alice. Car keys swing on his finger, as he comes to stop in front of me.

"My father," Luke sneers, "is very pleased and would like to make this deal. Now, come with me and we'll tie up any loose ends with the man himself. So, shall we?" Ony shaky legs, I go to Luke's truck and slide into the back seat, not wanting to be any closer to him than I have to.

We pull out of the driveway and start to journey to where his father resides. After a while, the truck slows down and Luke grins back at me.

"We're here," his loud voice interrupts the tense silence and I wish we could go back to that. Where we don't speak, just him driving and me staring out the window, listening to Beca's cries echoing in my head. About 10 minutes after being on the road, Beca realized I was gone and started trying to talk to me. The thing is, she can talk, but all I can do is listen.

Chloe, where are you?

Please, come back. We'll talk this over okay. Don't do this.

Chlo, you have people who need you.

I need you

All I can do is take deep breaths, trying to work up the courage to get out of the car and not listen to Beca's plees. With each word and cry of anguish from her, my heart cracks, slowly breaking to pieces. Luke grabs my elbow, pulling me along. I scan my surroundings, thrown off by how beautiful it is. The forest looks so peaceful and reminds me of the waterfall. The same surreal beauty lies here, calming me. Luke and I walk on a path through the woods until we get to a clearing and all sense of being at home, whips away at the site.

There's multiple houses littering the field, all circling a pond. The biggest one- straight across on the other side- is where Luke leads me. My mouth drops open the moment we walk inside and I can't help but be amazed. The ceiling is high and at the top are several crystal chandeliers. There's a huge set of double doors and on either side is a marble staircase leading upstairs. There are multiple doors to my right and to my left is another set of double doors.

"I'm going to go ahead and give you the tour since this will probably be the last time you can run free." Luke smirks and I pull a Beca expression to hide the fact that he got to me. "To your left is the kitchen. Straight ahead is my father's office, which is where we're going. To the right is the multiple guest rooms."

My eyes land on a door near the staircase, almost hidden from view and I ask what's behind it.

"Oh that? It's just the dungeon." With that, Luke opens the double doors, revealing a huge room, lined with bookshelves. In the middle is a desk and behind it is a huge window, overlooking the forest. At the desk, a man sits in a chair, watching us and it's like looking at future Luke. The man has blond hair, almost white and his face is lined with wrinkles. His eyes are hard and cunning, no sign of kindness whatsoever.

"So this is the seer." The man rises and gestures for us to walk forward. "I'm Alpha Julian Peirce."

"Chloe Beale." I state sharply, no emotion. Julian raises an eyebrow.

"I know. Just recently moved here; I'm assuming to start over after such a horrible tragedy. That must've been tough, losing your dad." It's not a question but a dagger meant to hit me where it hurts. "Well, you seem to be doing fine. Except for your horrible judgement in romantic partners."

Julian says all this with an indifferent tone, confusing me on where he stands which is exactly what he wants. The whole time he talks, he makes his way around the desk until he stands in front of me. He suddenly grabs my chin, studying my face and seemingly staring into my soul.

"So pretty yet so stupid." Spit covers my face and his grip on my chin tightens to a bruising hold. "You really thought you could come here and bully me into doing what you want. You think that you actually have power here."

He shoves me, causing my neck to snap back as I fall to the floor. With one hand, I lift myself up while I run by sore chin with the other. The sudden rage should scare me but instead, it makes me laugh.

"But I do have power here. I have visions that only I can see. If you don't do as I wish, than I refuse to tell you anything about them."

Julian crouches down in front of me, trying to hide the fact that I surprised him. He expected me to bend over to his will just like everyone else does. Me pushing back was not planned and I don't think he likes it. Suddenly, Julian's hand flies through the air, connecting to my face with a loud smack and pain blinds me for a second. My cheek throbs and I'm sure that it's going to bruise. I cup the left side of my face protectively while he leans in, his eyes so dark, it's like looking into a dark abyss. Nothing is there. Just...evil.

"If you don't do what I wish, than I will make you do what I want."

"You," I start, pushing past the pain in my cheek, "can't make me do anything. Hurt me, kill me, I don't care. If you don't do what I want than I won't do anything." Anger flashes in Julian's eyes, the only emotion I've seen so far. Growling and mumbling under his breath, Julian stands up, pacing back and forth.

"Okay. I won't harm your family if you agree to tell me anytime you have a vision. I will have to know every detail, no matter how small."

"You forgot about leaving Beca alone." Julian growls.

"Fine! But if she comes after me, the deal is off."

"What do you mean?" Fear laces my voice before I can get myself together. Beca will come after me, surely but I thought….

"If Beca Mitchell chooses to come after me or my pack, I will kill her and if you stop helping me, I will go after your family. Is that good enough for you?" Swallowing hard, I nod because I know I can't push it anymore. This deal, however temporary, is the best that I can get.

"Luke, take this girl to the dungeon. She shall stay there until she's needed." Nodding, Luke pulls me off the ground and it feels like my arm's going to rip off. Without stopping he drags me out of the office and to the small door.

Luke remains silent as he opens the door and leads me down the flight of stairs until we reach a row of cells. Instead of going to the first one, he leads me down further to the right until we are at the end.

"I figured since you're so taken with the mutt that you should get her old cell." With a loud creak, he throws open the cell door and shoves me in. "You should never have come here." Luke shuts the door leaving me to think he's right. Beca will come after me which means that my efforts of trying to save her might just get her killed faster.

With a loud cry, I lay down on the hard floor in the darkness, listening to Beca's cries which have taken over any thoughts in my mind. I curl into a ball, wishing that I was back at home where I was safe and warm. Sobs rack my body and I clutch my bruised cheek which I can feel is swollen and surely looks horrible. Why did I do this? I didn't just doom myself but Beca too.