Cherished Lady: Part II

19-Ace

I woke up feeling like I was drowning when really I just had a bucket of water thrown on my head. My lungs gasped trying to inhaled every bit of oxygen in the room. My body shivered as the cold began to cling to my wet skin.

Looking around I was in a dark concrete room. My body struggled against the chains that bound me to a steel chair. Slowly the events the had happened earlier filter through my mind. A reminder of why I was here.

I remembered Brent showed up out of the blue. He wanted me to help him kill the queen but upon entering the queen's chambers we ran into the white wolf. I was terrified of that wolf. Both times I had run into her, it felt like she ripped my heart out. The first time I got away. The second I was not so lucky.

After she did whatever she did, my wolf went berserk. Instead of capturing the white wolf like Brent commanded, he fought to protect her. That was stupid. Even with the gray wolf helping we didn't stand a chance. But somehow we survived.

I was rushed to the barracks hospital long enough for them to find my mark that named me a rogue, and not just any rogue. A Ralack. The crown's worst enemy. It didn't take them long to realize what I had done. Before my wounds could even start to heal I was thrown into the dungeon.

My eyes adjusted to the dim light as I tried to blink away the water still dripping from my hair. I was finally able to focus on the figures in front of me. One was sitting in an identical steel chair. I recognized the golden blonde hair before the strong jaw of his face came into focus.

Captain Nathanial of the King's guard. I had seen him around of course. Everyone knew him has he was second in command. His face didn't give away any of the emotions he felt. He was leaned forward with one arm was propped up on his knee so he could rest his chin on his fist. If I didn't know any better I would say he was almost bored with the whole situation.

Behind him stood the first lieutenant of my company Lieutenant Hayward. He on the other hand couldn't choose which emotion to show. His face would morph from shock, to disappointment and then rage before going back to shock. I was a good soldier. Did everything I was suppose to and he never had a problem with me. Really I was just a good spy. I knew how to stay under the radar.

After staring for a while, Nathaniel reached behind him towards Hayward who handed him a document folder. No doubt it held my records. Most of the information on there was fraud. It's not my fault they didn't catch it.

Thumbing through the document he scan the various information looking for something to guide his questioning. I knew that information like the back of my hand. He wouldn't find anything useful from it. Closing the folder her looked up at me again for a moment before speaking.

"So, Alexander Knight, according to your file you're here as part of the Alpha training program from the West Wood pack. You are 24 years old, father's name is Harold Knight, Mother's name is Diana Knight. You have one sister, no mate and this file is filled with complete horse shit...none of that's true now is it?"

It took some serious self control not to snort at the captain. Of course none of that was true. But like the good spy I was, I didn't given any reaction. Instead I stared at the floor and tried to block everything out while Nathaniel continued.

"So Alexander, let's start with something easy." The captain gave a shrug. "What's your name?" I didn't answer. I just stared at the floor. Nathaniel waited for a minute before he turned to Hayward and gave him a short nod. I saw Hayward legs and body walk towards me before my head snapped to the side from his backhand. Looking at the left hand wall my mind focused on the different imperfections in the concrete.