Chapter 3 - Beyond the Mountains

I woke up in a bed, surrounded by three big men. They are all huge. I pretend as if I am still unconscious.

A voice booms beside me. “Open your eyes, spy. We can tell you’re awake.”

I open my eyes to glare at the speaker. A tall blond man who looks about thirty-four.

“You don’t need to be so loud, I can hear you perfectly fine. And I’m not a spy.” I know I should be afraid, but that will not help or solve anything. I need to focus. I try to stand up, but one of the guys tries to stop me.

“Get your fucking hands off her!”

I jump out of my skin. Okay, maybe not, but I swear I nearly do. The voice comes out of nowhere. I did not notice when a new person enters the room, but now I do. I look up to find six foot four class of hotness in a suit, his piercing eyes on me as if trying to dissect me. I refuse to look away.

“Leave. I will question her,” the tall black man growls.

One of the guys tries to argue. “But Alpha…”

He swallows whatever he wants to say when the Alpha turns those eyes on him without repeating himself. The guy swallows his words.

I smirk at him.

When the three guys walk out, I ignore the giant man in front of me. It sounds simple, but it is hard to take in my surroundings. Looking out the window, I can tell I am not in a bungalow but rather a story building. Aside the bed and chair, there is nothing else in the room, nothing that can be used as a weapon.

It seems Alpha is waiting for me to break the silence, but hey, not like I have anywhere else to go.

He finally speaks. “You will tell me who sent you and how you managed to locate here and also bypass our security.”

He does not ask me; he commands me to tell him.

I am almost distracted by his handsomeness. His face is a work of art. I want to drown in his eyes. His hair is a mass of black so dark it almost looks blue. He feels familiar, but I am sure I have never seen him before.

This room feels hot. Is it hot in here?

Way to go, Naya, fantasizing about your kidnapper. Only I would be sexually attracted to a man who is about to kill me.

I finally snap out of it and shrug, playing it cool as if I am not affected by this strange man’s presence. “You tell me.”

If I had common sense, I would have shut up just from the look he throws my way.

“You will answer me,” he snaps.

What’s up his ass?

I refuse to be seated while this hot asshole of a killer talks down at me, so I stand up. “No, you tell me. You kidnapped me and brought me here against my will, so you give me answers. What the hell am I doing here?”

He blinks, as if he cannot believe I just talked back to him.

The next second, I did not even see him move. I find myself slammed against the wall, his hand choking my airway. Instinctively, I start struggling, even though I know it is futile.

He growls in my face. “I ask questions here and you answer, so stop whatever game you’re playing. Being a woman will not save you. You are a threat to my people and I eliminate threats. Whoever sent you here will not save you. Speak and I might kill you quickly.”

Then he… smells me? A quick deep inhale at my neck, and I would have sworn his eyes soften just a bit. Or did I imagine that?

I slap at his hand and he roughly lets me go. I slump against the wall, trying to drag in some air into my throat.

Why is it always me?

All bad things always happen to me.

“What the hell is wrong with you!” Cough. “You’re the one playing games!” Cough cough. “Just kill me already, but know this, I will not go down without a fight!”

I swear he flinches when I say he should kill me, but then I might be wrong. What the hell is going on here?

He dusts imaginary dust off his hands as if I am the dust or a bug. “What makes you think we will make it easy for you by just killing you? You will give me the information I want,” he says, looking bored.

“Are you sick in the head? What information? I was just hiking around the mountain! You kidnapped me! Let me out now!”

He is about to say something, maybe cut off my head when he suddenly stops and turns to the empty door.

“Aiden, I told you to wait…”

Oh my God, this man is crazy. Is he talking to an empty..

Oh. A man whom I assume is Aiden appears a few seconds later at the doorpost. How does Alpha know he is coming? I hear no footsteps.

Aiden comes with another man who is almost unconscious.

“Alpha… Tyson, he is not speaking. He is useless to us at this point.”

Alpha says nothing. He brings out a knife from nowhere and bends on one knee. The knife goes into the unconscious man’s stomach, but Alpha does not stab; rather, he drags it down, making the man’s intestines come out. The man wakes up screaming.

No. No, this is a dream. I thought Alpha was bluffing. I even think I saw him flinch when I mentioned him killing me. For a minute, I thought he could not stand the thought of killing me, maybe he wants to sell me off instead. But seeing him do this to another man…

I might have blacked out, because I come back to hear him cursing.

“Fuck! He will not tell us anything. He has been spelled?”

Spelled? Like magic? Or is there another spell related thing I should know?

Did I fall down while hiking and hit my head?

Aiden, hearing this, howls and then, right in front of me, changes into a huge brown wolf before running off.