His Savior

Snatched

~Cory~

               I'd never seen an Alpha ceremony before, so I had no idea what to expect. I have to say the ceremony was beautiful. The decorations were gorgeous, as was Zahara. The feeling that I felt when I said the oath and the power enveloped me.....indescribable. I can't believe that I'm a ranked member; I'm an Alpha. I can't believe that it is now up to us to take over and care for this pack. I'm excited and nervous.

               The pack's approval of me was overwhelming. I could hear so many congratulations in my mind. My eyes started to tear up, listening to the acceptance I was receiving. I have never been so accepted in my life, and I never want to forget that feeling. I want to make sure that I'm always worthy of their care and acceptance.

               The four of us, Bryn, Zahara, Lennox, and I, have been standing halfway between the packhouse and the food, getting congratulated on our new status. It is surreal, to say the least, and I consider myself extremely blessed to have this life now.

               "I'm going to get some food." Bryn pats my shoulder as she speaks to us.

               "I'll go with you. Besides, the real stars of the show are our Alphas anyway." Lennox holds out his arm for Bryn to take, and they head off to get food. I have to admit I'm pretty hungry, but I know I will have to wait it out for a bit.

              Zahara places her head on my shoulder while we have a break in the sea of people coming to us. "I know this is alot for you, but you are doing well." I chuckle.

               "I know I'm not used to a lot of people, but I meant what I said in my oath. These people are for me to protect, and I will do so to the best of my ability. One way to start is to interact with anyone who wants to." Zahara rubs my back, and I lean my head down to lie on top of hers. We stay like that for a minute before hearing a throat clear behind us. We both turn around and are confronted by the terrible trio. I really don't want to deal with them, but tonight is not about petty squabbles.

               "I....uh......congrats are in order." Interesting to hear from Frankie, but I don't respond. Len and Justin both nod in agreement. Justin looks a bit nervous, but I brush it off. "I want to ......apologize for my, uh, past behavior." This is interesting. I feel Zahara's hand tighten on mine, but I don't remove my eyes from Frankie.

               "As long as we are on the same page. We are the new Alphas of the pack and if you are to stay here, we will be respected as such." Frankie gives a small smile.

               "Of course. You don't have to worry about us. We understand the way things work, and we have no plans to go against it." Frankie seems really agreeable all of a sudden, but I guess that makes sense. I mean, who really wants to keep getting their ass handed to them?

               I nod and see Frankie smile a bit bigger. Len turns away a bit, and when he turns back around, he has champagne in his hands. He gives us all a glass, and Frankie proposes a toast. We toast, and everyone takes a sip, but something catches my eye before I can. I turn, but I guess it was just a kid running past. I turn back around and see Frankie holding out his hand to Zahara. "Care to dance? Just to bury the hatchet." Zahara looks at me, and I nod. She hands me her glass, and she takes Frankie's hand. Len takes off after them, and I'm left with an awkward Justin.

~Zahara~

               It was weird to have the trio come to us like that, but I guess anything can happen. I just hope that Frankie is being serious when he says that he is going to accept how things are. I would hate to have to kick him out of the pack or worse.

               Frankie leads us out on the dance floor, and we start to dance to a slow song. I've never really dealt with Frankie in the past, so I'm really not sure how to act or what to say. We are turning in a small circle, and I stumble a bit. Maybe I shouldn't have had any champagne without eating. Frankie's grip on me tightens to keep me from falling.

               "Thank you."

               "Not a problem. I hope you are feeling okay."

               "Yes, it's just been a long day." We continue to dance slowly to the music, but I'm starting to feel a bit light-headed.

               "You know, I had originally planned to cause a scene or to keep the ceremony from happening tonight. Once I got the offer I did, I changed my mind. Why not let you go forward and think that everything is okay?" What is he talking about? It's hard to focus on Frankie's words because my mind is starting to feel fuzzy. I can feel my body start to move, but not like it did while dancing. The imagery around me is changing, but I can't bring myself to focus enough to figure out what's going on.

               "The car is ready." What car? Was that Len talking right now? What's going on?

Aria? Are you okay? I'm getting no response. My body feels weak, and my mind is fuzzy. I don't know what's going on around me. I feel as if I'm being carried by Frankie.

                "Where's Justin?"

               "I don't know. Should we wait?"

               "He knows the plan. Let's just take care of her, and he will do what he needs to do on his own." I hear clicks and slams. I feel myself being placed somewhere, but I can't register what's going on. I feel as if I'm sitting, and I feel Frankie next to me. I think I feel his nose on my neck. "To bad I have to deliver you. I would love to have some time to myself." Deliver me? Deliver me where?

               I try to form the questions, but my mouth won't move. No sound is coming out. I want to scream, but I can't seem to get anything to work. I can't really feel my body, nor can I feel my connection to Cory. I'm panicking, but nothing is coming out. My eyes are getting heavy as much as I'm trying to stay alert. My head falls to the side, and blackness takes over.