“He is here for me,” her voice was like an angel singing. All I wanted was to hear her speak forever, “So why don’t you leave me alone.”
He gave me one last look as he stormed out of the room, pissed that he didn’t get his prize. But I had. She was standing in front of me and she was all mine. My mate.
“Hi,” she spoke softly as she took a step closer to me.
“Hi,” I breathed out, not even knowing I was holding my breath.
I took another step closer to her, closing the distance in seconds. Slowing lifting my hand, I gently placed it on her cheek. The second my skin touched hers, electricity shot through my body, sending pleasurable sparks everywhere.
She let out a slight gasp at the new sensation before slowly leaning her cheek into my hand.
“Mine.”
She looked up at me before giving me the greatest reply I have ever heard, “Yours.”
The second the words were out of her mouth, my lips were on hers. As intoxicating as her scent was, her taste was even greater. We moved in sync as I held her closer to my body. Sparks and fire ignited inside of me as my wolf howled over our mate accepting us.
The bond pulled as we continued to kiss, not wanting to break contact for even a second. When I could feel both our loss of air, I pulled back slightly from her lips and pressed my forehead against hers. Her eyes were still shut as a soft smile was placed on her now plump red lips.
Her hand rested in my hair and I held her waist. I finally had my mate in my arms.
“What is your name?” she asked quietly, slowly lifting her eyes to meet mine.
“I am Axton Knight, Alpha of Black Stone Pack,” I tell her proudly.
She gave a shocked and confused look before asking, “So wait, this is your party?”
I smiled down at her, nodding me head slightly.
“Well then,” she put both arms around my neck, pulling us closer together than before. She smiled up at me as she whispered, “Happy birthday.”
She pressed her lips once again onto mine. All I wanted to do was continue kissing her, but I needed to be careful. If we went too far, my wolf would claim her. As much as that was the only thing I wanted to do at the moment, I had to make sure she was ready.
She pulled back from my lips as I gave her a slight frown from the distance she created. She laughed at my reaction, her voice sounding as bells singing out.
“I have told you who I am, now it is your turn,” I tell her, “What is your name?”
She smiled again as I pulled her closer to my chest.
“Ellie,” she told me, “Ellie Baker.”
Chapter 6
Ellie POV
I felt my heart breaking as I placed my daughter into the hands of Layla. I lightly kissed my perfect angel on the forehead before saying goodbye to her for what might be the last time.
The second she was out of sight, I charged back to the field where the battle raged on.
By the time I reached the field, all-out war had erupted as blood and body parts of dead wolves littered soil. The once bright yellow daisy field was now red with the blood of both the enemy and the pack.
As soon as I took in the scene before me, I charged into the battle. Through the chaos, I saw one of the younger pack members surrounded by three rogues. In one burst of energy, I threw myself over the one looking away from me, swiftly snapping its neck as I came over it.
Landing lightly on my feet, I dropped the fur of the dead rogue and turned my attention to other two. They were quick, and I would have been dead if I was any ordinary wolf, but I am not. I killed them, slicing through their jugular as they tried to snap at me.
Ellie! I heard Alpha Madden call out to me in the mind link.
Alpha, what is it? I asked him as I searched the terror in front of me. Wolves were flying in every direction as the tsunami of rogues continued to roar out of the woods.
Is Layla safe? Did you get her out? I caught the movement of his dark brown fur as he slaughtered five rogues that tried to charge him. He eyes caught mine as I saw fear for his mate through his eyes.
I nodded my head at him, I got both her and Zea out. I sent them to an ally territory.
There’s something wrong about these rogues, he told me as we continued to kill all that crossed our paths.
What do you mean? I question as I dodge another attack, wrapping my neck around him and twisting the spinal cord in half.
They are taking pack members.
Rogues don’t take prisoners, confusion filled me as rage took over my wolf. She was pissed at the thought of what they would do with our pack members, What could they be after?
I don’t know, but we- He got cut off.
I saw as every rogue just stopped fighting. They stood like statues, not even twitching as a pack member bit into them.
My eyes connected with Madden’s as we stopped fighting. They were defenseless by halting their attack, yet they just stood there, waiting for death.
I was about to take a step forward when I felt it. The pain swallowed my mind, making my wolf whimper and scream in my head.
It felt as if my brain was being pulled in all directions. Gripping my head in pain, I collapsed. Slowly peeling myself from the ground, I watched as my pack members had also been taken down.
What is happening? I thought through the searing pain. I gripped my head harder, trying to push the pain out.
Through the screams held in the field, I heard the slow thunder of one man’s clap. I caught sight of the nightmare standing in his black suit by the forest. Two hooded figures stood on either side of him.
I tried to push myself off the ground when they raised their arms and sang a chant.
The pull snapped back with the force a raging bull.
All I saw was a smiling face as darkness took my mind.
* * *
I woke to the stale air of concrete. Slowly peeling my eyes open, I took in my now desolate surroundings.
Chains were wrapped around my wrists as I smelt the silver coating in the paint of the cell. Slowly pulling the chains, I moved to the front of the cage. Across the hall were more she-wolves. They looked beaten and tortured.
El, I have a bad feeling about this place. We need to leave. Now! Raelynn screamed to me, whimpering at the stench.
I know. I’m working on it, I told her as I mentally comforted her.
I stepped closer, trying to find a way through the bars.
“I wouldn’t touch that if I were you,” one of them called out to me. I looked at the one who had spoken. She had black hair like mine and around my short stature. But as I take her in more, she looks as if she has been starved, “They coated the bars in silver, same as the walls.”
I pull my hand back as I give her a slight nod of thanks before asking, “Who are you?”
“A prisoner, same as you,” she answers. Her voice held nothing but sorrow and pain.
“How long have you been here?”
“Almost a month, but some of the girls down there have been here a lot longer,” she says pointing to other cages.
“I don’t understand. Rogues don’t take prisoners, so what do they want with us?”
“Haven’t you noticed?” she laughed with a raspy voice as if it was some sick inside joke.
“What?”
“They are looking for someone; someone that looks like all of us,” she gestures to each girl as I take in their appearances. Every single one of them looked like me, all of them could be me.
Distant screams filled the halls of the cells causing the wolf across from me to shrink back into the wall in fear. Pounding footsteps sounded overhead as someone came closer to the prison.
“What is it?” I asked her, “Who’s coming?”
A door slammed open making me jump in shock as I heard the person coming closer. I smelled the scent of blood reeking off the new person before he even entered my sight.
He was at least six foot as he stood in front of the cage with an evil grin. His brow
n eyes held hatred and pleasure in our impending torture as he pushed back his blonde hair slightly. Half of his face was covered in the smeared blood of one of his victims.
“Looks like we have fresh blood,” he sneered wickedly as he looked me up and down, “Oh, I am going to enjoy breaking you.”
“I’ve seen worse than you,” I retorted, anger filling me, “Give it your best shot.”
“I plan on it,” he laughed. Pulling out a needle, he entered my cell still smiling, “But I do love a challenge.”
I swung at him as hard as I could, connecting with his cheekbone. Spitting out blood, he turned back to me with eyes red as blood.
The second of shock of seeing a wolf like that was all he needed as his knee went straight into my ribs. Curling his hand around my arm, he pushed me into the silver wall. I shrieked at the sudden impact as my skin burned. Quickly taking advantage, he stuck me with the needle.
He plunged the clear liquid into my system. I slid down the wall as the drugs took effect. He kneeled in front of my face before laughing, “Nighty night.”
My eyelids shut despite my mind’s protest as the drug forced me back into darkness.
Chapter 7
Ellie POV
I woke to the scent of ammonia as a fist connected with my face.
“That’s for earlier,” I hear him say.
I go to move my arm in case of another hit, but it only moves an inch before being seared by the silver shackle. I winced at the burning before opening my eyes to my new jail cell.
Sitting, I was strapped to a metal chair with silver shackles around my wrists and ankles. I pulled against the silver rigorously before giving up, “That’s not going to work. Struggling will just cause you more pain.”
I look up at the voice of the same man who had taken me from my cell.
“I’m guessing you’re the interrogator,” I tell him, “I’m not who you’re looking for, and even if I did know who it was, I wouldn’t tell you.”
He gave me a smirk before replying, “Looks like we have one with a brain,” he goes to the corner and drags another chair. Setting it in front of me, he takes a seat and leans in, “But I don’t really care. You see I have a job to do and I have a good feeling about you.”
“If you are going to try to beat an answer out of me, let’s just get this over with,” he laughs at my snarky attitude, “What’s your first question?”
“I knew I would like you,” he tells me, leaning back into the chair, “What do you know about the missing Luna?”
Shock and fear filled my body when the words left his mouth. My mind was running a mile a minute as I thought who was looking for me. Was it the rogue or the alpha? As my worked all the possibilities, I showed no reaction to his question on the outside.
“Who?”
The second I spoke the answer he didn’t want, his fist collided with my face again. I spit out the blood that was filling my mouth as I stared back at him, waiting for him to ask again.
How do they know about us? Raelynn called out to me.
I don’t know, but we can’t let anyone find us or Zea will be in even more danger, I told her.
“Let’s try again. What do you know about the missing Luna?”
“I don’t know who you are talking about.”
Another punch.
After about ten times of asking the same question and getting the same result, he turned to a different tactic than punching my face. As a black eye formed over my bruised face, he turned to cutting my arms with an array of silver blades.
“You will tell me,” he says as he digs the knife into my skin once more.
“I don’t know what you are talking about,” I scream out as my skin burn at the contact, “Whose missing Luna?”
He stops cutting and sits back in the chair from before, “The missing Luna of Black Stone.”
“How would I know anything about a missing Luna,” I breathe out as my skin stills burns from the cuts of silver, “I’m just a member of a pack. I have no connection with Black Stone,” I lie through my teeth.
“What about the child?” he asked.
Before I could hide it, he caught my reaction of shock over how he knew about Zea, “What child?”
“Oh, I think you know,” he smiled as he held up the knife.
“I don’t know anything about a missing Luna or a child,” I try to say convincingly, but I know he caught my fear when he mentioned Zea.
“You see I think you are lying to me and if you are, it’s not going to end very well for you,” he says before stabbing the blade right into my leg, barely missing the femoral artery.
I screamed out as pain radiated everywhere.
“Stop please!” I scream. He twisted the knife deeper into my leg, sending silver through my blood stream, “I don’t know anything about who she is.”
He pulled out the knife slowly as my blood felt like it had been set on fire. The silver was radiating throughout my whole body, setting everything on an invisible fire.
“Well I’m going to let you sit here and think about what you know. See if you come up with anything,” he says as he exits the room.
The second the metal door slams shut, I start to try and move out of my shackles. Even with the silver coursing through my system, I am still strong enough to break out.
Twisting my wrists, I can feel about two inches of slap around them. I try to maneuver my hand small enough to fit the hole, but my thumb continues to stick.
This is going to hurt, I tell Raelynn as I realize what I have to do.
Grabbing my thumb with my fingers, I pull with everything I have. I hear the bone snap out of place as pain screams through my hand. Biting my lip to stop from screaming, I pull my hand through the hole.
As quick as I could, I removed all the shackles. My hand burned from the silver, but it was nothing to how my body was feeling.
I heard his footsteps start to come closer to the door. Moving quickly, I hid myself behind the opening door.
“What the-” I cut him off as I laid my foot into the back of his shin, snapping it in half.
He screamed in pain, falling over. I grabbed his hair in my hands, slamming his face repeatedly into the cement floor of the room. His blood spattered the impact as I smashed his face to death.
Moving as quickly and quietly as I could, I took off down the hall. The corridors were a maze of twists and turns. Running down the hall with my bloody feet, I raced to the first door I saw.
But, standing in front of it was two rogues. They stood at the ready as I noticed the exit sign above their heads.
They are not stopping us from getting out, Raelynn tells me as we charge them.
I hit the first one in the chest causing him to flip before jumping onto the other. I dug my nails into his eyes before snapping his neck. Jumping off his as he fell I turned back to the first one. I spun and kicked him in the face, knocking him out completely.
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