Trusting The Alpha

Chapter 18

MORALES

"He wants us to come home." I say, shutting the phone. "All of this for nothing." Running a hand down my face, I am met with silence, "Shawn?" I turn, just as he throws a fist in to my side. Groaning I double over, wheezing, "What the fuck?"

"Sorry Morales." He tuts, "I can't have you leading Dean to Tyler." He says, lifting his foot and kicking me in the face, so fast I don't have time to move. I hear a snap and I know my nose is broken. I can feel it.

"You know where he is?" I sputter, blood filling my mouth. Shawn simply smirks, looking down at me, silently answering my question.

"You know, Tyler was my best friend. I didn't always agree with his choices, but he was my Alpha and as his Beta it was my job to remain loyal to him. That doesn't change simply because that son of a bitch won a fight." He sneers, kicking me again and I roll on my side. "He wins and I lost my title? All for him to give it to James?!" Shawn grabs me by my hair, pushing my face hard into the ground. "My right!" his breath is hot on my necks, his grip tightening before letting go, pacing the forest floor. I stand, wobbly on my feet, an intense pressure on my face as my body tries to heal.

"Why didn't you leave? Why stay?" I ask, keeping my eyes trained on hm, readying myself for his next move.

"It wasn't much by choice. Tyler asked me to stay, to keep tabs on Dean and make sure you idiots didn't find him before he wanted you too." Shawn lunges at me, his claws elongated as he swipes them at me, but I am quicker. Jumping out of the way, I strike first, sinking my claws into his back as he passes him. A scream rips from him and he turns coming for me again, throwing his arms like a mad man, I block his punches, trying to keep a safe distance from him.

"Did you really think I'd stay in a shit pack with a weak leader?" Shawn hisses, ducking as I throw a fist, only to hit me with one of his own. He's too fast. "I can't wait to see the look on Deans face when his entire world comes tumbling around him." Shawn grabs me by the neck, throwing me over his shoulder and onto the ground. He is on top of me, throwing blow after blow to my face, I reach up, pushing my palm upward into his nose, causing him to cry out in pain as I crawl from under him, trying to get onto my feet again. He recovers quickly, standing over me and turning me over, before punching me in the chest, the air leaving me violently.

"Now, I have no qualms with you Morales. You're just collateral damage." He says, his hands around my throat, his fingers sinking into the skin. I groan, clawing at his hands, desperate for air.

He will not kill me like this.

"Though I might let you live. If you beg me." He taunts, the same evil smirk on his face, and he loosens his grip on me. "Hmm?" I suck down the air, glaring at him, before rearing back and spitting in his face.

"Fuck you!" I shout, "I'm not gonna beg, you dick." I swallow the fear that crawls its way into my body, not giving him the luxury of begging for my life. He watches me in silence as I squirm under him, in an attempt to get away.

"Have it your way." he says, cocking his arm back and sinking his fist into my chest. My eyes widen and I stiffen, white hot pain running through me. "You have a strong heart," He says, his fingers brushing against it as my body trashes beneath him, slowly getting cold, "but even the strongest of hearts stop beating." he says, squeezing lightly. Everything around me begins to blur before the whole world goes dark.

SELENE

"Hey," Aviva calls from behind me, as I walk out of the Tribune. I don't turn, instead I keep walking to my car, Kyle silent behind me, "Are you serious? Selene!" She shouts. I stop and face her.