The Alpha's Surrogate [The Alpha's #1]

Chapter 49

ANASTASIA MULBERRY

Since there was no way of her being able to tell the time – not even a ray of light in the room for her to watch and figure out what time of day it was – Anastasia wasn't sure how much time had passed.

She was far too proud to admit it, but she had spent the first third of the time screaming as loud as she could, demanding that Harvey return and release her. The second third of the time had been spent begging for whoever was listening – because she just knew that someone was definitely either listening or watching her, most probably her – to let her go, trying to bargain herself out of whatever fucked up situation she had somehow managed to land herself in and finally, she had spent the last third of the time crying her eyes out.

And now, she had run out of tears and had nothing to do but sit in the dark, her eyes having become slightly adjusted to the lack of light now.

Despite her earlier belief that she was in a cell in some sort of basement, she was now surer of the fact that the room couldn't be more than sixty square feet in size; give or take a few. The room was smaller than a single bedroom, the main difference being that the room was completely devoid of any furniture; the only highlight and feature of the room being the metal wall chains that she was currently strapped in.

After what had felt like forever, the same set of footsteps sounded again but this time, she couldn't bring herself to get scared; having already given up.

Not bothering to greet her captor whom she had previously been foolish enough to assume was her friend, Anastasia made a point of turning her head away from the door and staring into the distance. Not that she could see too far with her werewolf vision.

"How does your throat feel?" Harvey asked in a quiet voice as he closed the door behind him which meant that there was no light in the room.

Anastasia couldn't help but gnaw on her bottom lip in worry at the thought of sitting in pitch black darkness with him, especially when she was restrained and after all those stranger questions that he had asked earlier. And so, when his face lit up with the glow form his phone screen and he turned on the flashlight before placing it down between the both of them, she couldn't help but internally sigh in relief. However, she refused to show it to him.

He had already misinterpreted her friendly behaviour and taken advantage of it; something which truly felt betraying to her even if they hadn't been very close friends.

"You're only making things harder for yourself by ignoring me." He pursed his lips and tutted, not at all fond of her childish behaviour even though she owed him nothing, especially since he had tangled her into whatever mess this was.

When her antics continued, Harvey groaned aloud, evidently frustrated.

"I could do this all day, you know? I don't have anywhere to be so don't think the silent treatment is going to get rid of me." Harvey chuckled, almost as if now amused by her behaviour despite the fact that he had been groaning only a few moments ago. However, when a few moments and she still refused to look at him, let alone respond, the façade dropped and he was back to being the growling, angry, impatient mutt that he was.

"What? You think that just because you're silent that we won't get what we want?" Harvey all but cackled, which was ironic since he was supposed to be a wolf. Not a witch.

Anastasia was very tempted to ask him who he meant by we, but the mere fact that he had refused to answer that very same question earlier had her biting her tongue despite her incessant need to know.

"If that's what you're thinking then I can't wait to prove to you just how wrong you are." He snickered darkly but very quickly, the sound was lost in the dark, very quickly followed by an eery silence that she grew accustomed to as the time past.