The Wanted Alpha

I woke from the most wonderful dream and I’d been having them for the last few nights. Even though I would wake up feeling more relaxed and content than I had ever felt, the feeling would quickly fade and be replaced with an emptiness I had never felt before.

The dream had been the same each time.

Under the moonlight and by a beautiful lily pond with what looked like a pack house just in the distance, I stood hand in hand with my mate, Ethan, with our fingers interlaced. The way he smiled at me and stroked my cheek made my heart melt and my stomach flip. How his eyes were filled with so much love and adoration made me almost tremble with anticipation. As our faces leaned in towards each other, our lips barely a breath away…This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

I would wake up just as we were about to k**s. The dream was so real, I could almost smell his peppery citrus scent, feel the smoothness of his creamy skin, touch the softness of his hair. But none of it had been real. I would never hold his hand. He would never look at me in such a way. In the time I had spent here, I hadn’t seen him once.

I had been here three days now and each day had followed pretty much the same routine. The Beta or Gamma would show up in the morning to make sure I was ok, they had been the ones dropping off the clean clothes for me and had also dropped off my original garments too. I had never been woken up, just simply allowed to wake at my own speed and pace. I had also received regular and plentiful meals, even snacks. All this care and attention couldn’t have been under the Alpha’s orders, it must have been out of some pity that they would show this much concern. My two guards, Bryce and Greer, had brought me plenty of books to read and though I didn’t speak about myself, I had learnt a little about the two of them. Bryce was 33 and would be taking over as head warrior in the coming year and had two young sons. Greer was only a year older than myself at 22 but had already risen through the ranks, despite his young age. They would take me out each day to the rec yard in order to stretch my legs in the morning and evening. I had taken to walking laps around the perimeter wall for exercise, there were times I could almost catch a spicy citrus scent in the air but I figured that must be wishful thinking on my part.

Neither the two guards or the Beta and Gamma had asked me for my name again or anything else about me, seemingly knowing it would be pointless. I knew even though they may say they mean me no harm, everything I said would be reported to the Alpha.

Today would be my 4th morning in this cell and this time I was woken up at just after 7am by both the Beta and the Gamma. I had only ever received a visit from one of them at a time, two of them being here couldn’t mean anything good.

Greer had opened the cell and stood with two leaders as they faced me, I could already feel my anxiety rising.

“Hey pretty lady, how you doing this morning?” the Gamma, Carrick, asked.

I was already on edge with three sets of eyes on me and with pointless small talk that was obviously leading somewhere, probably to some line of questioning, it was making me feel a little sick with angst.

“What do you want?” I said, wanting to cut to the chase.

The two leaders briefly looked at each other and asked Greer to leave, to which he complied and also shut the viewing port. Whatever these two were wanting to discuss they didn’t want anyone else hearing.

“Well I guess we won’t beat about the bush then” the Beta, Jude, asked before continuing “I don’t suppose you would tell us your name yet? What about your pack?”

I remained silent.

“Would you tell us why you don’t seem to have a detectable scent? Even Alpha females can’t hide their scent for this long” this question came from the Gamma, Carrick.

I persisted in my silence, looking away from them.

“Is someone after you? Is that why you won’t tell us anything? I can’t believe a young she-wolf like you could have done something so bad to be thrown out of a pack” Jude spoke softly.

“You can tell us anything. We can help you if you’re in trouble, we can protect you” Carrick tried to reason.

“No-one can help me! They will burn your pack to the ground!” I all but shouted in their face.

These people couldn’t realise that the longer they kept me here and the more they knew about me, the greater danger they would be in.

My pack had been slaughtered because of me.

My orphanage had been burnt to the ground with the inhabitants locked inside…because of me.

The monsters that relentlessly pursued me had no lengths they wouldn’t go to, to obtain me.

I realised too late I had said too much in that one sentence. The two leaders looked at each other with troubled expressions, I could tell they were mind-linking each other. The silver cell would prevent them from from mind-linking to the outside, but as they were both within, it would work. I knew they were discussing me.

They were never going to let me go…

Their Alpha had no use of me as a mate and now I had let it be known I was a danger to his pack.

I was beginning to fear he would never let me live.

August howled in my mind in agony at the prospect that our mate may actually have us killed. I needed to get out of here. I needed to escape.

But how?…

I couldn’t force my way out, these warrior guards were highly trained and I was no match for their strength or skill. But I was fast. How could I use this to break free? I needed to really think.

After a few seconds of silence from the Beta and Gamma in front of me, they excused themselves from the cell and left but not before saying, once again, if there was anything I needed to let them know. The door was slammed shut and the sound seemed heavier this time to my ears. The viewing port was left closed on the door completely isolating me in the cell, this wasn’t good.

The rogue I had partnered up with three years ago, Conner, he had taught me some basic fighting, mostly defence. But one thing he had taught me, that had been invaluable, was how to quickly and efficiently knock someone out. I wouldn’t be able to start a fight and use the technique outright, I would be subdued by these guards in a flash. I would need to get Greer, my current guard, up close and to be completely unassuming. They seemed to be constantly asking if I had everything I needed, if I was ok, if I was warm enough…I was almost waited upon hand and foot in some strange way.

Could I perhaps use this against them?

I didn’t like the idea of abusing their kindness, but I was now desperate and out of time. A plan formed in my head…I wasn’t proud of what I would need to do…but too many people had already died for me to waste my life now.