“Thank you, Alpha.”
“Keep her safe. You’re blessed with a mate, don’t screw it up.”
“I won’t, Alpha.”
My ears perked, trying to listen in, but I couldn’t understand what they were talking about. Alpha, mate… was I in some sort of cult?
The door slowly opened, and I pretended I was still asleep while he got in beside me, tugging me closer.
I held my breath, afraid for what came next, when his fingers wandered over my arm, making a warmth surge through me, one I didn’t need nor want.
His fingers moved lower, and my eyes snapped open, rushing away, my chest heaving, fear crawling under my skin when Liam watched me lying on a bed.
My eyes quickly scanned around, and I ran for the door. My fingers brushed over the handle before I was lifted in the air and tossed back on the bed.
“Where do you think you are going, kitty,” he said. His eyes glimmered to another color, and goosebumps rose on my bare arms.
“What do you want from me?” I sneered, trying to hide my fear from him, lifting my chin in defiance.
He laughed, shaking his head. “I will tell you everything if you answer some questions.”
I huffed, crossing my arms. “I don’t know what you think I know—”
“Don’t worry, you can’t imagine what I want to ask you,” he said, rising up and reaching for my hands.
The fear slowly disappeared, and without my intention, my hand took his. Why was I feeling safe with this man? This man took me from my home, saying I would submit to him.
“Speak.” My voice was softer than I wanted when he pulled me closer.
He sighed, his fingers trailing a path over my neck, and that warmth from before changed into a fire, a need to have his touch somewhere else. I clenched my thighs, my body betraying me when I leaned into his touch.
“Good girl,” he murmured.
My eyes found his, and I forced myself to take a step back. “What are you doing to me?”
He laughed, holding onto my hand. “You are my mate, my soulmate,” he said as if I should know what that meant.
“So you like me? That doesn’t mean you can fucking kidnap me!” I yelled, pulling my hand from his, retaking control over my body and actions, dimming the flame inside me, one that had never helped me before.
His gaze narrowed, and a growl rumbled. “It’s more than that. I’m not a human like you, but we are destined for each other.”
“Human like me?” I moved as far away as possible, needing the distance between us to tame my pulsing core.
His eyes changed color again, making my brows furrow together. “What’s that?”
He smiled, tilting his head. “My wolf.”
My lips remained sealed while my mind was working overtime. What kind of weirdo is he?
“Two souls, one body.” He edged closer, and I held up my hand, stopping him.
“So, you have dissociative identity disorder? I know a good therapist for that,” I said, trying to come up with a way out of this mess. Maybe my therapist was right, I shouldn’t be working at the club anymore. Look at what it got me, some sociopath kidnaped me to who I somehow was attracted, my body needing his touch, almost begging for it.
He shook his head again, taking a deep breath as if he was trying to contain his rising anger.
“It’s not that. I’m not crazy,” he said through gritted teeth.
This time I laughed. “Well, we are all a little crazy.”
He growled, his eyes turning dark brown, almost black. “Kitty,” he started, but his voice was different this time. Deeper, rougher.
There was no stopping it. The dimmed flame rose, my cheeks redden, and this urge to throw myself at him was almost unstoppable. My body trembled, my core fluttered, and I bit down on my tongue, afraid of what I might say.
“You feel that pull. That’s the mate bond, and you have to stop fighting it.”
My scalp prickled with anger and confusion, not knowing what to do next. My mind and body were working out of sync, making it harder to control myself.
“I’m one of the Gammas of the black river pack,” he said, his voice back to normal, sitting down on the bed, giving me the space I needed.
I gulped, not knowing who I should fear, and these emotions that flowed through me weren’t helping at all. “Gamma?”
His jaw clenched, and I wondered if he was getting impatient with my questions, but what else did he expect?
“It would be easier if you were one of us,” he mumbled under his breath.
“Well, sorry, I’m not part of your cult!” I snapped, tossing my hands in the air and moving to the door.
“It’s not a cult, it’s a pack!!” He snapped back.
“It still sounds like a cult, and I don’t want to be any part of that!” I crossed my arm.
He rose to his feet, smashing me against the wall, caging me in. “A pack, not a cult.”
I whimpered, and my head throbbed. “I want to go home,” I whispered, not daring to push this man further.
“This is your home. Get used to it,” he snarled, his breath fanned over my face. “How do you do it?” he asked.
“Do what?” I struggled in his grasp, but he only pressed his body harder against mine.
“How can you fight the mate bond, this pull.” His eyes changed again, and I almost melted, but when they were back to normal, I had my game face back on.
“That, how do you do that?” he asked when I wouldn’t answer.
“I’m not doing anything,” I muttered.
His chest rumbled. “Don’t lie to me, human.”
“Stop saying that, as it is an insult!” I spat.
“It is. You’re weak. You shouldn’t be my mate.” He stepped back and gave me one last glance before he stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him.
My heart clenched, and tears brimmed my eyes. Why was I hurt by his words? Why did it feel like I wasn’t good enough? Why do I even care what he thinks?
Panic flowed through me, and I slumped down on the floor, leaning against the wall. All the heat that coursed through my body had disappeared, leaving me cold and alone.
I hated this feeling, this urge I couldn’t explain. It has been years since I felt this, and the thought alone made me curse. I pushed myself off the ground, hoping Liam brought some stuff, and by stuff, I meant my drugs.
I needed them, I had to stay strong. I can’t show him any weakness.
I dared to try the door, and my heart almost jumped out of my chest when it opened. I had no idea if Liam had left or if he was still somewhere around. I peeked through the crack and slowly sneaked through.
I was in a small wooden cottage with no pictures on the walls, nothing to make this place feel like a home. It looked more like a hunting cabin than a place to stay longer than a few days. Maybe this was just for us until I gave in, giving him what he wanted even if I didn’t know what he wanted.
I was his mate, whatever that meant, and he wanted me by his side. Why? He doesn’t want me, he doesn’t want a human. He made that clear enough. The disgust couldn’t be missed when he spoke those words that made me cry.
I smiled when I noticed my bag, but when I rummaged through it, my medicines were nowhere to be found.
“Shit,” I sighed.
I scanned around and moved to the front door. Taking my chance, I opened it. I smiled triumphantly, but it quickly turned into a scream when I saw the biggest dog I had ever seen.
I closed the door, leaning against it, panting.
Closing my eyes, I tried to control my breathing, remembering myself there was nothing to fear. The worst thing that could happen was my death, and would that be so bad?
The soft knock on the door made me jump, and I scampered away.
It slowly opened, and Liam stepped inside with nothing but shorts on. His chest glistered in a thin layer of sweat while it heaved with every breath he took.
“I’m sorry, I needed to let him out,” he said, scratching the back of his neck. The anger he had moments ago had disappeared, and he seemed kind again.
“Who out?” I asked, knowing the answer.
“My wolf.” He shook his head, and the kindness was already gone. Annoyance took its place. I never minded annoying others, it kept everyone away, but with him, it made me almost whimper, and this urge to ask for his forgiveness flowed through me.
“I need you to let me go,” I said, squaring my shoulders, pushing everything I felt for him away. “I don’t belong here, Liam. You don’t even want me.”
“You have no choice, my decision.”
“No, it isn’t. You have to let me go,” I said again. He needed to release me, I wanted to leave, but the words left a foul taste in my mouth.
“No,” he growled, pain surging through me, starting at my spine, and moving up to my neck until I couldn’t breathe. I fell to my knees, scratching at my throat as if something was suffocating me.
I whimpered and wheezed, and my vision blurred.
“I will stop when you listen to me. You’re staying here, and you will obey me,” he said, inching closer.
Another wave of pain crushed me, the pressure on my ribs made my heart slow down, and for the first time in my life, I feared what would come next.
I weakly nodded, and all the pressure disappeared. I gasped for air, coughing my lungs out.
“What did you do?” My voice was strained and hoarse.
“That will happen every time you challenge me, you aren’t strong enough to take it. Give up, Kitty. This is your life now.”
Fury stormed through me, and I made myself a promise. My eyes met his, and I knew I would never give in.
He laughed, his face inches away from mine. “Just wait until you go into heat next week. You will be begging for my touch, my cock, and my mark.”
I wanted to beat the shit out of him, but whatever he did to me, forcing me to submit, made me cautious. He stayed with me yesterday, not leaving my side, explaining everything about this cult, no pack. No idea what kind of voodoo he had going on, but I was careful with every move I made, dreading he was right because I could already feel it. The drugs I had taken over the years were fading, leaving my system completely. All these needs surfaced, making my head trickle. “I have meetings all morning. If you promise to be a good girl, you can wander around the pack.” Disgust rushed through me, but beneath it, the longing for his touch grew. I clenched my fist, trying to keep a hold on myself, fearing I might do something I thought I had overcome. “I will be good,” I said weakly, hating the sound of my voice. He moved closer, his fingers hooked under my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze up close. “I’m not the bad guy here, just give me a chance.” My brows furrowed together,
Joanne-The cold breeze tickled my skin while I wandered deeper in the forest, not knowing where I was going. My lips curled into a smile when I noticed the marking on the ground. Was this what Liam was talking about? I moved as close as possible, following the markings with my gaze. This was definitely the border. I glanced around one last time, checking if there was someone watching, and lifted my leg over the markings, tapping my toe on the ground. I waited, listened, but nothing. My smile widened, and I stepped over the markings, scanning my surroundings. I hopped from side to side, laughing while nothing happened until I was out of breath. I shrugged my shoulders and continued my path outside the border. The air around me started the change, and I couldn’t shake this feeling of being watched. The sound of water running lured me closer, and I briefly forgot about my rising anxiety. Jogging closer, my eyes widened, and I gasped. Kneeling, I let my fingers move through the w
Liam gave me some books to read, telling me I should know the pack laws and other important stuff. How he said it made me realize I had no choice, and it made my despise for him grow. However, I couldn’t deny these growing feelings inside me. I knew it was the mate bond because these feelings weren’t healthy. If Liam was right, and I knew he was. I couldn’t stop it, I could already feel it. He only had to look at me in a certain way, and my insides melted. Every bit of hate I had towards him vanished as if it was never there. And all I wanted was his touch, to have him near. And for him to fuck me—Aachh, I hate myself. I knew he was mad, or better said, hurt by what happened today. However, he didn’t have to give me the silent treatment during dinner and rush out to get away from me when we were done. I sighed, leaning back on the couch and flipping through some pages. Somehow, I couldn’t focus enough to read it, so I only glanced at the pictures. I hoped that the wolf from to
-Joanne- I groaned and tried to move my aching body while I lay on the cold hard floor. I struggled to open my eyes and scampered up, holding onto the doorpost, fearing I might fall again if my legs wouldn’t stop trembling. I straightened myself as best as possible and took a deep breath. I immediately whimpered, feeling the bruises on my ribs. I lifted my shirt, and tears brimmed my eyes when my skin had purple bruises covering my ribs and hips. “Anxiety attacks my ass,” I sighed in defeat. I had shown my therapist these bruises many times before, but she still didn’t believe me there was something else going on. She believed I did this to myself, but how? I limped to the shower, needing the hot water to soothe my body. Pulling my lips behind my teeth to stop myself from crying, I undressed, stepped under the scorching hot shower, and sighed. I had no idea what time it was or how long I stood in the shower, but slowly, very slowly, the pain beneath my skin faded enough for me
I joined the warm-up with Conner, Liam, and some other pack members, but it was hard to focus when I couldn’t shake this feeling of being watched—the same I had by the river bed. My lips curled, and I tried to hide it as quickly as possible, not wanting anyone to notice and ask me a question I couldn’t answer. It seemed I had surprised Liam when I managed to keep up with everything that was tossed my way, but how could he not be? He hasn’t asked me a single thing, never tried to explain how this world worked—only kept throwing at my face that I was his and nothing more. They all paired up, and now it was time to shine. I thought Liam would stay with me, but he darted off with his friends. It would have been nice of him to introduce me, but no, that wasn’t in that thick head of his. “Just you and me,” Conner teased, moving past me, purposely brushing his arm against mine. I watched him closely, knowing why he did that. “If you want to ask something, just spit it out.” I sighed,
My legs wouldn’t stop shaking after another round, waiting for what came next. “Gamma.” Was called out, and Liam strode closer. My heart swelled when I saw the emotions flowing through his gaze, finally something other than disgust—he was proud. My hand slowly moved down where I had hidden my ace because I knew Liam wouldn’t let me win. My eyes drifted to his wrist, noticing the red line from the bracelet. The silver was burning his skin. He waited, moving around me, wanting me to make the first move, but I wouldn’t. However, I knew I had to step closer. I could only win this if he couldn’t use his full reach. Still, I remained on the spot, following his steps, until my gaze landed on the man behind Conner. Tall, dark, and handsome was an understatement, and I couldn’t peel my eyes away from him. There was something there, luring me closer, but why? His clenched jaw, the fire in his eyes, the anger….the pain behind it. The pain I recognized. He tilted his head up slightly, showi
-Isaac- I struggled more than I should, watching in awe how she fought her way through the ranks. Even though we changed the test for her because she was human, she still amazed me. Besides changing the test, I had ordered everyone not to use any titles. I wanted her to feel at home here, and I wondered why I did that. I didn’t know if Logan liked her, if it was a crush, or even just an interest because she was new. But I hoped I would soon find out. I struggled not to smile because it seemed she was searching for me, and the thought alone made this warmth grow inside me. A warmth I hadn’t felt in a very long time. And then she found me. Her eyes locked on mine, and the world around me faded. There was so much in her eyes, beauty, strength, but what lured me closer—heartbreak. Ever since my mate and pup were taken from me, I pushed everyone away, struggling with my anger toward the world and fighting with my wolf, and now, I wanted to be close to someone. Someone that could neve
The tension in the air almost made it hard to breathe, and I tried to figure out why Conner left and who Isaac was. My eyes drifted around his office, taking in the bookshelves lining the wall, the darkness that filled this place, and that heavenly scent.Wondering if Liam had an office, I asked Isaac. “Does Liam have an office?” I asked, trying to start a conversation. But he only huffed, not speaking a word. And then it hit me, crap. He has to be the Alpha. Why would Conner leave otherwise? Shit, shit, shit. I might not know much about pack life, but I remembered what Liam told me.“He is not someone you want to mess with.”That was what he told me before I went and crossed the border. “Don’t cross the border. The Alpha will feel it.”Shit, what was I sup—“Fuck,” I flinched, Isaac suddenly standing beside me, stopping my trail of thoughts. “Come, I’ll show you around.” He extended his hand, and I slowly glanced up, meeting his dark gaze.Should I fear him? Liam does, I think.