Four.

Willow

The uneasiness grows, settling in the pit of my stomach as he watches the nurse change my dressing.

He asks questions like a caring husband would. Only I knew the truth. I already could tell what kind of sick bastard he was. It was his way or no way.

“When can I leave?” I ask as the nurse gives my bandage a final check

The mousy haired woman smiles at the arsehole and tells him instead of me. “Maybe tomorrow if the doctor is happy with everything.”

“That’s brilliant. Then I can take you home.” Alpha Zane smiles at me before he goes back to eyeballing Angela. 

“Really?” I mutter when she leaves. “Claiming to be my husband, yet checking out the nurse.”

“Do you have a problem with me checking her out, little wolf?” He cocks a brow at me. The corners of his lips curving up into a smirk.

I don’t respond. He could do whatever or whoever he wanted as long as he stayed away from me.

“Tomorrow you will join Night Watch.” He announces

I snort and fold my arms across my chest.

“You will be where I can keep an eye on you.”

“You really expect me to stay in your poxy pack?” I sneer at him. I had no intention of staying there.

“Have you heard of Night Watch?”

I shake my head, I didn’t actually care for any packs. Not since my father’s pack.

He smiles, “We are five thousand strong. And that’s just counting the warriors.”

Shit. Most packs had a thousand at most. There would be too many eyes on me. My chances of escaping were quickly disappearing.

“I can tell by your face that those numbers make you happy.” He muses

“No,” I mutter. “The challenge just became more interesting.”

He glares at me, but keeps his mouth shut. 

Hours pass and he remains silent. Sometimes his eyes would become more greyish when he was linking others. Other times, he was just watching me, making me more and more annoyed.

When the doctor came to check my wound, I hoped that I could give him a sign to show that the wolf sitting by my bed was holding me hostage. But like any typical man, the doctor ignores me. Telling me what a good husband Mister Hallow is.

“He’s not my husband!” I snap.

The male doctor looks over to Alpha Zane. “She’s certainly not happy with you is she?”

“She blames me for her clumsiness.” Alpha Zane mutters back with a small smile. “Though she doesn’t seem to appreciate that I have been sitting by her bed for four days.”

The doctor laughs. Giving me even more of a reason to hate men. Why did they always have to team up?

“It looks like you are good to go.” The Doctor smiles at me.

“Today? The nurse said tomorrow?” I mutter. I hadn’t even thought of how I was going to get away from the madman. I had been too busy seething.

“I’m happy with everything, let me grab the papers and then you will be free to go.”

Alpha Zane signs the papers on my behalf. When the doctor leaves, the Alpha places some jeans and a sweatshirt on the bed with some black lace underwear. 

“Get dressed.”

He resettles in the chair and watches me.

“Privacy?”

He laughs, “You have already shown me your body. And you must be mistaken if you think I’m letting you out of my sight.”

I keep my back to him and carefully remove the gown. I feel his eyes burning into my back

“Enjoying the show!” I snap pulling on the underwear.

“You have a birthmark?” He asks quietly

“Can you see one?” I snap. “You are all for stating the obvious, aren’t you?”

He doesn’t answer me. I don’t hear him move either, but I feel his closeness. Inches away from my body. His body radiates warmth as his scent of oak and maple invades my senses. He was too close, it was making me feel things that I shouldn’t feel.

I tense up, when his fingers touch my lower back. Slowly, he traces the outer edges of the birthmark on the bottom of my spine.

“Not everything is an attack.” He murmurs in my ear, “Now finish getting dressed.”

I pull on the jeans while gritting my teeth. And tug the sweatshirt on. Turning around, I glare at him. But he isn’t even looking at me. His eyes are grey again. I wanted to know who he was talking to.

When they return to black, he smiles at me. “Let’s go home.”

Home? Really? Did he think I would come willingly if he called it home?

His eyes settle on my bare feet. He cocks a brow and looks at the trainers still on the bed.

“I prefer to be barefoot.” I declare as I fold my arms.

“You mean so you can run?” He smiles at me and shakes his head. “I caught you once, I will catch you again, little wolf. And again and again. No matter how many times you try to run, I will find you.”

My stomach ties itself up in knots, but I wasn’t afraid. “Challenge accepted.”

He smiles back at me, showing me those sharp pointed canines. It made him look menacing. 

“Oh little wolf, you have no idea who you are dealing with.”

In the car, he keeps one hand on my leg at all times. Anytime I pulled it away, he would pull me right back. 

The same guy from before was driving the car. If I was going to escape, I needed as many details as I could get.

I lean forward between the seats, much to the Alpha’s annoyance. “I’m Willow.”

He takes his eyes off the road briefly to look at me. His eyes are a dazzling blue, I had never seen anything like them. His blonde hair is cropped short like the Alpha’s, only he had a shaved pattern on the sides. I much preferred to look at him than the Alpha. He seemed more welcoming.

“Beta Ash Stevens.” He smiles at me. “Everyone calls me Stevens”

“Sit back!” Alpha Zane demands. 

I roll my eyes at him. He still had hold of my leg so it wasn’t like I was going anywhere.

“How long have you been…..” I’m ripped backwards and met with the darkest glare I had ever seen.

“I know what you are doing Willow. And I won’t put up with it. Do you understand?”

“You don’t own me. I can talk to whoever I want!” He really needed to be taken down a peg or two.

He doesn’t speak and the rest of the car ride is spent in silence, giving me a chance to plot all of my escape ideas. It sounded like I was going to need lots if I was going to have even the smallest chase of escaping.