SPILL OR LEAVE

　　Peter walks into his room and finds Sandra awake on his bed. He groans internally at the sight. Not like Sandra is bad to look at, she is in every right a beautiful woman but she has pulled herself so far away, Peter finds himself constantly begging for her attention or fighting for power with her. Because of her, he has disappointed his friend and that pissed him off. Peter hates the feeling of disappointment so as his eyes settle on Sandra, he feels like ripping her off the bed.

　　"Why are you here?" He growls, glaring at her.

　　She looks from her left to her right dramatically like Peter is talking to someone else around her when she knows well enough that there was no one else in the room aside from her and Peter.

　　"Are you talking to me?" She asks batting her eyes innocently like a meowing cat.

　　"Yes, I am. We have a hundred guest rooms in this house and about ten more guest rooms on this floor alone if that's what you want. After all of these provisions which you know about, why are you in my room?" Peter barks, his anger slowly surfacing.

　　Sandra gets up deliberately from the bed and walks to him. She wears a piece of clothing that barely covers her body. Her breasts are completely visible from the piece. It would have been better if she had just walked around naked.

　　"Peter, sometimes you forget that I am your girlfriend and thus I have every right to what you own. This room, this space, and even the air you breathe, because you are mine, " she says, moving closer to him.

　　The talks about their relationship only rile Peter up even more. His anger starts itching his skin and his wolf threatens to take control. "Where was this conviction when I asked you to come to stay with me here? Where was it, when I asked you to let me claim you as mine? Where was this energy, Sandra?" Peter barks and rather than make her remorseful, Sandra's smile broadens like she has won a battle.

　　"My sweet, am I not here now?" She whispers brushing her breasts against his clothed chest.

　　Peter narrows his eyes at her. What does she think of him exactly? Now he can see clearly what Sandra is precise. Everything she does is for her own selfish interests. Ethan is right, Sandra is involved in that town's conspiracy. He isn't blind anymore, now, he sees it too. Her hands aren't clean...

　　Sandra pulls herself even closer to Peter, killing all the distance between them. She leans in on his right shoulder and whispers to his ear. "You are mine Peter and you cant get rid of me, even if you wanted to..."

　　This angers Peter even more. He pushes her off him and Sandra is shocked at the sudden action.

　　"Do you think I am some child you can feed lies to whenever you want?" He snaps and Sandra actually jumps this time as she wasn't expecting him to keep up with the anger. She thought as soon as she rolled her hips to him, he will succumb to her demands and her troubles will be over. But she was wrong. Peter has changed.

　　"I am the Beta of this pack and I am glad I didn't claim because you are very selfish Sandra! I have been begging you to come over here or even let me come to you, but you refused totally. All because you wanted to rule there and I was a threat to you. You thought that if we stayed together I will overshadow you. So you wanted to remain there in your own territory, which I stood for you. But what did you do Sandra? You betrayed my trust. You allowed your greed to take over you, hence destroying the lives of people."

　　"Now, when your plans over there are about to be exposed you run back to me with open arms so you will be spared?"

　　Fear flickers in her eyes and she pulls at her hair awkwardly. "What are you saying, my sweet?" She squeaks taking another step away from Peter. It was now Peter's turn to move menacingly closer to her.

　　"Your games are over Sandra, I know what you are up to! Spill it or leave here!" Peter commands.

　　"You have no right to send me out of here! I will stay here ! " she says grimacing. She returns to the bed and seats down with a plop.

　　"I will make your life a living hell if you don't confess to your crimes Sandra!" Peter threatens. He doesn't want to hurt her but if she continues to deny the truth, he will have no choice but to punish her for her deeds.

　　"You can't do anything to me, Peter. You love me!" She shrieks, wiping angry tears away from her face.

　　Peter looks at her and breaks down in laughter at her comeback. "You think I love you still?" He asks, moving towards her. "Sandra I do not love you. We were in this relationship for different reasons. When I was in love with you, you only came after me for the status!"

　　"I have a status of my own Peter, I do not need yours!" She barks.

　　"Oh, what's your status? A stakeholder? Do you have any idea how you became a stakeholder in that town?" Peter asks her slowly. The more he thinks about Sandra, the more certain he is that she is involved in the conspiracy or whatever Mike must have been involved in.

　　"My father was a stakeholder..." She mumbles under her breath.

　　Peter smirks at her response. "And did he nominate you to replace him?"

　　She stays quietly unable to respond. Her father had refused to nominate her to take his place as a stakeholder at his death because he knew the kind of daughter he has. Sandra is a selfish power hungry person and she should have never gotten to that seat

　　"Your father didn't nominate you and you know it. The only reason you are in that seat is that I told Ethan to put you. And that was my mistake! I fell right into your trap Sandra! " Peter exclaims through clenched teeth.

　　Sandra is quiet. She is unable to say anything. She fumes on the bed, refusing to leave. Everything Peter says falls on her like hailstones, but she refuses to succumb. She keeps her mouth sealed.

　　"I can't believe this!" Peter says holding his face.

　　The room falls silent and Sandra fears If she doesn't do anything all her hard work will be wasted. She has worked hard all her life. She seduced Peter and made him fall in love with her, even if she wasn't his mate and he loved and trusted her. She waddled her way slowly into his heart and he brought her closer to Ethan, who has always been the ultimate goal. But at the time, Ethan was only interested in being with his mate. Any girl he felt the slightest attraction to, was his. But he never noticed Sandra. She had to change her plans and focus on Peter.

　　Peter is hard to manipulate but he is sweet as a dove. She accomplished a lot of things with him by her side and now that her ultimate objective is close, she can't afford to lose him.

　　Sandra seeing how messed up things are tries to fix it. She leaves the bed and walks towards Peter, brushing her fingers against his arms. "My sweet, I am sorry. I know I have my faults but I truly love you..." She says her voice cracking ever so lightly.

　　"Are you crazy or delusional?" Peter asks her. "What are you trying to do?"

　　Sandra blinks nervously at his outburst but quickly recovers from it, "My sweet, just because we had an argument doesn't mean we can't reconcile on the bed," she whispers as she pulls the rope of her robe open. "Let's make love, we can always continue the fight afterward my sweet," she whispers as she slowly lets the piece of clothing drop off her shoulders exposing her tanned body to him.

　　This is a move that always gets to Peter. Whenever he saw her body, his groin reacted straight away and all he would start thinking of ways how to get between her legs but right now as he looked at her, he felt disgusted with her.

　　"This is a cheap move, Sandra! Have some self respect!" He spits, turning around to grab a few of his things in the wardrobe.

　　His words are like a slap to her face, but Sandra is hell bent on getting her way, she refuses to give up.

　　"I am your girlfriend Peter, not some sluts, why should I have any form of feeling other than. Pleasing you?" She retorts.

　　"I'll rather be with a slut than someone as selfish as you!" He mumbles as he searches through the drawer for a change of clothes. He will rather sleep in the garden than spend a second longer with her. Since she wants the room, she can keep it. He will leave it for her.

　　Sandra starts getting desperate, seeing that he is packing some of his things away. He wants to leave her in the room. She walks to him and pulls his shoulder. "Don't you dare leave me here all alone Peter? I will... I will..." She trails not knowing the right threat to give to him.

　　"You will what Sandra?" Peter asks her when she is unable to reply, he hisses and returns to what he was doing. "I have told you before, get some self respect, Sandra! It will really help you!" He says. He takes out a small bag and begins to transfer all he brought out of the wardrobe into it. He goes to the bathroom and takes out his toothbrush and other toiletries.

　　"I will break up with you!" Sandra yells after him. She doesn't even bother to put on some clothes as she trails after him like a fly follows dirt. "I will end this relationship!"

　　"Pfff!" Peter scoffs, ignoring her words. "This relationship has been over a long time ago, Sandra. You have been living in a dream! " he spits, returning to place his toiletries in his mini bag

　　"What do you mean by that?" Sandra shrieks going mad with panic. Her heart starts beating and her eyes turn completely dark.

　　"I am not going to take that from you, Peter! You are mine and no one else! Is this why you are rejecting me? Peter!"

　　Peter completely ignores her rants. He has had enough of her. He takes his favorite pillow from the bed and walks out of the door closing it behind him with a loud bang.