The Big Bad Alpha

Chapter four- building trust

Tyson's POV

She hates me and it's effecting my wolf. I thought I hated her to but I can't hate her she has done nothing wrong to me. I kill rouges because a group of rouges attacked and killed my parents which is why I run the pack at such a young age.
My mind keeps flashing back to the scars on her body. She said they were all dead yet I wanted to kill them again. Anger courses through my veins at the thought of someone hurting her.
'You hurt her you idiot!' was all my wolf yelled at me.
I growled at him and he spoke no more. I have hurt her and I have to make this right. I slowly crawled out of bed and walked towards the basement.
As I opened the doors I heard grunting and I saw my guard laying on the ground. I ran towards her stall and she still laid in the corner.
"Did you do this?" She looked up at me and I sighed. Of course she did, she's probably scared. I opened the cell door and made my way over to her.
She flinched away as if I was going to hit her. I growled,"was he hitting you?" She nodded her head and shrunk back into the wall.
"I'm gonna kill him," was all I mumbled before I walked out. He was starting to get up from the ground and I grabbed him by the neck and slammed him against the wall.
"Did you think I wouldn't know you were hitting her?" He nodded his head quick to respond. "You are being removed from this pack and if I ever see your sorry face here again I'll rip your throat out."
I released his throat and he was gone in seconds. I walked back to the cell and she was sleeping. I walked towards her and scooped her up in my arms and walked towards the stairs. She automatically sunk further into my arms and laid her head in the crook of my neck.
As we reached my room I had to call for help to open my door. I gently laid her on the bed and pulled the covers over her.
"Sleep tight princess," was all I mumbled in her ear and then I laid next to her unable to sleep. Just watching and protecting.
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Myra's POV
I woke up to sleeping on clouds or so it felt like they were clouds. I must be dead last I remember the cells weren't this comfy. Then a large muscular arm reached across the cloud and pulled me to its chest. Then it all came back to me. My eyes flew open and I looked over and saw Tyson laying next to me.
I mentally slapped myself and tried dragging myself further into his chest. He kept mumbling stop to me and pulling me tighter to him.
"Hey jerk face you're squeezing the life out of me," his eyes slowly started to blink open and he quickly removed his hands from me. I sighed in relief and quickly stood from the bed.