Evading the wolves book 1

Broken rules

My vision deteriorated as the darkness from the woods grew. I was tripping over a tree root that lay in my path. I find myself colliding with the earth harshly, my hands and knees being skinned. I get up quickly, brushing myself off before running again

. I hear a menacing howl in the distance from me. Too close for comfort. Followed by the chirping of wolves off in the distance. I panic and start to run a bit faster, not seeing the small hold in the ground, sending my body back into the ground and my hands and knees being scraped. Unlucky, my face was caught this time.

I hear a loud growl a few feet from me. I look in that direction, and a huge wolf comes out of the shadows. I start to throw rocks as if to incapacitate him, scurrying backward. To no avail. Tears stream down my face, and my back hits a tree. The wolf howled loudly and deeply one time. His face is inches away from mine.

I close my eyes, expecting to die right then and there. I hear movement, and I reopen my eyes to find my body trapped between two arms. As I look at Theon's angry face, his golden eyes are on full display.

Moments later, a strange man appeared with a bag in his hand.

"Alpha, king, the bag you wanted." The man says

"Yes, thank you, Gamma Gideon," Theon says as he takes the bag from the man to look at him.

"You are dismissed. Tell everyone she's been found," he demands.

He opens the bag and dresses himself. I completely avoid looking at him. I was terrified. Once he was dressed, he said.

"Come here, now," he states, looking at me holding a blanket in his hands.

My tears are still falling and my lips are quivering. I failed. I'm starting to feel like it's just pointless. They always find me. Now my sense of security has gone. Along with my easy evasion.

I make small steps toward him. Once I was within arm's distance, he wrapped the blanket around my cold, shivering body.

He suddenly picks me up from my bridal shower position and strides quickly in the direction I was running from.

I was exhausted. My eyes were heavy. I was fighting it; I had to stay awake. He was furious. I needed to be awake so I knew what was happening.

"Mate sleep," he says with golden eyes.

I could not sleep with his eyes like that.

I widen my eyes.

"Baby, you are exhausted. Close your eyes now; I will not be asking you again. Calm down, I'm not even going to be punishing you tonight," he says with his eyes still golden.

I close my eyes, not wanting to further anger him.

I suppose between the thumping of his heart, warm messages from his body, and the blanket on my body, I did fall asleep.

I wake up in a familiar room on a soft mattress, unable to move as a tight grip on my waist stops my movements.

I felt a strong urge to use the bathroom.

I try to pry the hands from my waist, and my hands are suddenly pinned above my head, and golden eyes pop up above my face.

"Going somewhere, mate?" He expresses anger, lacing his tone.

"I need to use the bathroom," I say, stuttering from fear.

He doesn't respond to me. He only roughly grabs my hair and drags me to the bathroom. I let go when I was by the toilet. He crosses his arms over his chest, and his jaw is clenched.

I avoided his gaze, as it made me scared.

I wiped and walked carefully to the sink, where I washed my hands and teeth. As I finished, I gulped my spit, nervous.

He grabs my hair again, forcing me to meet his angry gaze.

"You are going to lay on the bed, and you will not say a word unless I ask you to." He states that he is demanding.

I nod, showing him I understand.

I make slow movements to the bed, lying down and staring at the ceiling. I hear him at the dresser looking through this strange box.

"Did I tell you that you could look at me?" He says to me

Breaking my thoughts, I pull my gaze away from him and stare at the ceiling.

I hear the box close abruptly.

"What did Westley do to you the first time you ran away?" He asks me

"He marked me and spanked me," I say awkwardly.

"How many times?" He asks

"How many times?" I ask

"Yes, how many times? If you don't know, I want an estimated number," he says, looking at me blankly.

"30 of each, his hand, his belt, and a paddle." I avoid his powerful gaze.

"Yet you still did it. Tsk, tsk, tsk," he says, shaking his head.

"I have to punish you. You know that, right?"

He states this to me.

"No, you don't! You just want to!" I scream angrily.

He only chuckles at my reaction.

"As your mate, it's my job to correct you. I will do it happily, too. I am the Alpha King, and I have a reputation. How would it look if I couldn't keep my friend in line? I warn you, it's not going to be pleasant. You earned this. You broke the rules. You could have seriously hurt yourself or been killed. Your safety is extremely important to me," he states to me.

I felt tears starting to form in my eyes.

"None of that. You knew the rules."

"Look, I'm sorry! Please don't do this!" I said, crying, trying to get him to stop his plan.

"You are just trying to get me to stop. I have to do this. Don't beg me to stop. I've already made up my mind. I have to make sure you think twice about trying something so foolish and dangerous again. You aren't sorry, but I promise you will be." He says he is looking at me from the foot of the bed.

"You are going to eat your breakfast now, as I'm not sure you are going to have much of an appetite afterward." He told me

There's a tray of food on the dresser, which he gestured over to.

He brings it over to me.

"You are going to eat and drink everything on this tray, so we can get started," he states.

I do exactly as he says, not looking at him because seeing his golden eyes would just make me lose my appetite. Once the tray is clear, he takes it and sits it back down on the dresser. He looks at me. He sighs, rubbing his hand down his face.

He opened the strange box and retrieved the painful familiar paddle. 

He walked swiftly to the closet and retrieved a belt.

He walks to me slowly. Both in his hand.

I gulp and try slurry back.