Female Alpha

•Chapter 13•

"So, when are you moving in with me?" Joshual asked from behind me. I stopped in my tracks.

"Are you kidding me? I'm not moving in with you!" I yelled.

"Why are you yelling!" He yelled back.

"Because I can- you know what? I have other important issues than this right now." I walked out my room with him hot on my tail.

"We need to talk about this now." He said, running up beside me. I stopped in my tracks. I knew what I was about to say wasn't going to be pretty, but I didn't have a choice.

"You need to go home now." I said. He came and walked in front of me.

"What? Why?" He asked confused.
"One, you are really distracting me. Two, this issue doesn't concern you." I said. I walked outside to the prison where Ryan and Mason should be.

"I'm not leaving." He said, walking up to me.

"I am the Alpha and this is my territory so you need to go." I said annoyed. He grabbed me and pushed me into a wall. He grabbed my hands and put them above my head.

"I don't care who you are, you're gonna always be mine." He growled out, holding my hands tighter. I growled back. I tried to push him with all my strength, but he was stronger.

"You think you stronger than me because you have them powers?" He asked with a smirk.

He leaned closer to my ear and whispered, "Remember princess, you are mine and always mine and I know you can't resist me." He released my hands.

His words sent shivers down my spin. I pushed him, but he didn't budge. Then an idea hit me.

I jumped up in the air making him stumble back. When I landed, I looked toward him to see him staring at me in anger.

"See ya dipstick." I said, running toward the prison.

"I'm still coming Taylor" He yelled behind. He just won't quit. When I got to the prison, the guards bowed their heads.

"What cell is that rouge in?" I growled out. I just want rip all his limbs apart.

"He is in cell #16." Lamar, one of the guards said.

Lamar had brown hair that was cut low and had light tan skin.

"Appreciate it." I said as I entered the prison.

"Umm, Alpha?" Lamar asked.

"Yeah?" I turned around and seen Joshual fussing with one of the other guards.

"Let him in. He's with me." I said annoyed and turned to walk back into the prison.

"Dang. You have tight security." He said, running up beside me. I ignored him and kept walking. When we arrived at cell #16, I saw Ryan, Mason and that filthy rouge.
I walked inside the cell making them look toward me. The rouge looked at me in the eyes and smirked. He was sitting in a chair at a table. Even though he only had one arm, I still had him chained up.

I sat down in the chair across from him. I leaned forward and put my hands on the table.

"So, what's your name?" I asked as calm as I could. My wolf wanted to come up front and rip his head off.

'Let me do it, Taylor.' Rose said.

'No. Not yet.' I said. She rolled her eyes, but didn't say anything.

"That's not important." He spat. Joshual growled and stepped forward. I held up my hand, signalling him to stop.

"Then tell me what's so important that you and your little crew is on my territory." I snapped. He just laughed.

"You think raising your voice is going to get me to talk? Good luck with that." He murmured.

I got up from the chair. I couldn't control myself anymore. I was filled with rage and anger. Yet he wants to play games.

"You wanna play, you filthy rouge?" I said in a deadly tone. He smirked.

"The only thing that is filthy is your family. You, your father and mother. What was there names? Oh yeah. Marcus and Lily."

Straight when he said their names, I ran to the side where he still had an arm and ripped it off. He screamed in pain. I leaned down to his ear, earning a growl from Joshual. I just ignored him and proceeded.

"What was that, pup?" I asked.

"N-Nothing. I didn't s-say anything." He stuttered out. I went back and sat back in my seat.

"So, can you answer my previous question?" I asked again.

"My n-name is Carl." He responded.

"Okay Carl. I want you to answer some questions," I started, "Who told you to attack?" I asked, getting angry just from thinking we had a trader.

"Um. Can you do something about my arm so I don't bleed out to death." He asked, nervously.

I looked at the other side where Mason ripped his arm off and saw it was patched up. I growled which made him flinched back. I looked at Mason who had a smirk on his face.

"Would you do the honor?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"My pleasure." He went out the cell and came back in with a burner.

Carl chuckled which earned a growl from everyone in the room.

"A burner? Really?" He asked amused. I smirked and Mason got closer to the side that was bleeding out.

"You see? It's not just any old burner. It has silver all around it except the handles, which Mason here is holding." I taunted at him. His eyes went wide.

"Please don't! I'll tell you anything you wanna know." He said in fear. I held up my hand, telling Mason to stop.

"Who. Sent. You?" I said slowly. He gulped and hung his head down.

"I don't know. Ha! You really thought I would tell you?" And with that I growled and got up from my chair.

I picked the chair up and threw it at the corner in the room with so much force, the chair broke.

"Mason proceed." I said before walking out of the cell. Before I left the prison I yelled, "You can kill him if you want!" I knew Mason heard me because I heard growls and flesh being ripped.

When I came out of the cell, I got tackled to the ground by someone. I looked up and saw two little creatures who were gonna get it.