Taming the Big Bad Wolf

Chapter One

My palms sweat as I pushed up and down. Trying to burn off time, I push and push up and down repeatedly I lost count of how many push-ups I've done but I don't care. Panting heavily sweat formed across my forehead and down my back,

It's been exactly 100 days . . .

A hundred and some days since my plan to take over the Seattle pack had failed, my brother Drake took everything right out under from me. I was the first-born; I should have been Alpha of our father's pack. I drench water down my head shaking it off then grab a towel wiping the excess water off. I glance at the calendar again, it would be another two months before another trial would occur after I place an appeal to my sentence, I wish Drake would have rather decide my fate rather than having me waste my breath waiting and rotting in hell.

The sounds of the buzzer meant that someone was coming down this hallway, I chose to ignore it but I sense her before I heard the heels strolled down and then stopped.

"Silas Wilder, it's been too long . . ." I recognize the voice; it was Claire Holtz my lawyer. I stood up from the bed to see her stand on the other side of the bars glaring at me.

"Don't waste your time giving me that look." I knew she knew of my crimes not that she defend me much when my hearing happen just over three months ago, the infamous Silas Wilder committed the biggest crime of all history in the Seattle Pack.

"You haven't changed a bit Silas; I'm actually not surprise that you finally made it in here . . . Behind bars. But my own personal amusement isn't the reason why I'm here."

"Alright fine why are you here?" I wiped sweat off my head and sat down on my bench press,

A long paused,

"What would you say if I told you that I could get you released, would you be interested?" she sneers at me as I walked up to the bars that split between me and freedom.

"How?"

I never thought that I would be able to be released but I would take whatever conditions to get the hell out of here, I listened to Claire's proposition as she mention Drake's name a couple times. What was Drake planning? He wouldn't actually agree to me being released, and neither would his wife.

A flashback to the moment at city hall, Emelia wasn't aware that Drake had a brother much less a twin so when she saw me she thought that I was him. But somehow she figures it out quickly and was ready to scream, I sense her fear as I clamped my hand over her mouth. Her struggle irritated me.

Emelia Hudson was a thorn at my side, if I had bitten her twice in one spot Drake wouldn't have become alpha and gain control over the pack, she would have never turned werewolf not that it matters even if she was turned or not. She would never be able to carry Drake's offspring's according to my father; he said that no turned female werewolf would be strong enough to handle an Alpha's offspring.

Even my plan to kill her a second time also had failed along with trying to kill Drake had failed as well,

"Silas you have to realizes that if you are released, there are rules to follow and conditions to go by on the order of the alpha" Claire warned and of course there would be conditions to follow but if I know my brother he probably have some silly but low maintenance conditions, since he probably wants me confine from the outside world. Not that he already did that based on where I am right now.

I had little contact with the guards and most didn't speak except for Carter, there was a routine that went on for a while and I managed to trick a guard but of course Carter refused to let that mistake happen again so at the most two guards came together for anything.

"I'll take it . . . Whatever it is."

A few days later Claire managed to get my appeal scheduled although she said it wasn't necessary since we weren't seeing a judge, I was seeing Drake himself.

A moment later Carter came strolling down the hall with keys and handcuffs,

"Really Carter? Is handcuffs necessary?" I smirk as Carter unlocked my cell and told me to hold out my wrist,

"For a dangerous man like yourself, you should be in shackles from ankles to neck," he click the handcuffs closes then tugged my arm as Claire walk alongside me. Carter led us to an interrogation room where both Drake and his right hand man Raul along with two guards probably with stun guns.

Drake had once visited me before in this barricade hell he put me in, but I guess he felt busy enough to not bother with visits. I've track my days since I've been here he came exactly ninety days ago just ten days after my sentence, I remember his words very clearly,

"Make yourself at home Silas; you will spend the rest of your eternal life behind these cells."

Now I was face to face with him once again, he seems on the edgier side as Raul stood by him.

"Well well what a pleasant surprise brother," I sat down as Carter snapped the handcuffs to the table,

"You look well Silas I'm guessing the solitary life is treating you well?"

Claire clears her throat and went on saying that Drake had a proposition for me, this I needed to hear. Drake tells me that this proposition isn't to be taken lightly. It sounds like Drake was still reconsidering the idea, but Chloe steps in discussing about what conditions I would have to follow as he remains vague on the details. Drake pulls a folder out of his briefcase and slides it to Claire,

"Mr. Wilder some of yours conditions such as a required ankle tracker might be a little extreme. After all Silas won't be able to leave the country much less leave Seattle, not with your pack keeping an eye on him. AT ALL TIMES."

"I want Silas to be on a tight leash . . . He is still considered dangerous to my pack."

I eyed him,

"If I'm truly that dangerous, then why bother with this?" I gestured this meeting as Drake stood up pressing his suit down,

"It will make my life easier, our father wouldn't want us to be in this position he laid out his rules clearly but yet we're here because you got greedy, Silas."

Claire stood up awhile I had no choice to but to remain seated since I was still handcuffed to the table, Claire hastily whispers to Drake asking to step out and talk privately. The guards tensed up as Claire, Drake and Raul stepped out of the interrogation room, Raul quickly closed the door as I watch them speak but couldn't hear damn these soundproof walls. I'm not great at lip reading as Claire talks but I could tell that whatever she said did not agree with Drake as he tensed.

They walked back in all in disagreement,

"So what are my new conditions?" I asked as Raul spoke,

"Your conditions are as followed . . ."