Saving Him

How Did We End Up Here

Chapter 6: How Did We End Up Here?

~Sophia~

"I swear on god that if you put your hands on me you will die." I snarl as Idiot One tries putting me into a cell.

"Just get into the damned cage." He says with gritted teeth and I glare.

"Cage? What do you think, I'm some sort of dog. Where's my brother?" I yell struggling against the silver chains secured on my wrists.

I can't believe these idiots somehow caught me, they're bloody stupid.

"God just go and get the Alpha already." Idiot Two says.

"What, can't handle a girl?" I mock and he glares.

"I very much can, wanna see?" He asks walking up to me and I throw my foot up kicking him in the face sending him to the ground.

"Next time you die." I spit and he slowly stands up wiping blood from his mouth.

"You little fucking bitch." He growls and starts walking towards me as I back up.

He lunges for me and I knee him in his stomach making him topple to the floor, but he grabs my leg pulling me down.

I quickly lock my legs around his arms and wrap my chains around his neck, laying back on the ground to grab the knife they tried to used on me earlier.

I quickly hurl it at Idiot One as he starts running towards me then choke out Idiot Two.

After he goes limp I let go then stand to my feet, but not before grabbing the keys to my chains.

They fall to the ground with a loud thud as I unlock them. I take a deep breathe trying to find a trace of Luke's scent.

I haven't been able to catch it anywhere, I'm starting to wonder if we're even in the same place.

After finding none and realizing someone will come down here soon I run out of the underground dungeons and slowly make my way into the pack house hallways.

Oh this is bad.

I turn back around running into the dungeons again then looking around for another hallway or something that would lead to Luke while running my hand through my hair.

"Come on he has to be here." I say pulling on my hair then letting go as I see a door.

I start walking then running for the door, my steps getting quieter the closer I get when I get a whiff of his scent.

He's here.

I take a deep breathe then grab the door handle when I'm pulled by my wrist and into a hard chest.

"Mate."

No.

I didn't want to look at him. I didn't even want to touch him.

But I soon found myself looking into his silver eyes that completely mesmerized me.

I wanted to tell myself I didn't feel sparks, or butterflies, or that every part of my body didn't feel alive. But I did. And I knew that if I wanted to talk him out of the war then I couldn't let him have an effect on me like this. I needed to be strong.

This pep talk wasn't out of the ordinary. I often gave myself these talks to prepare myself for when I met him and how I wouldn't be effected by anything and blah blah blah. But I didn't think I would feel so strongly.

I finally understood why Mom said this was easier said than done.

When I met my mate, I expected him to be this mean, ugly, giant, man covered in scares and a nasty attitude.

He was indeed much bigger than me, he had muscle and a fit body, but he was also really handsome. He radiated power, and I knew not to underestimate him.

He's said to be one of the worst men in the world.

I also knew that my plan would have to come into action and I would need to fulfill my part of the prophecy.

For Mom.

But there was something that I didn't ever train for, I calculated conversations, plans, persuasive arguments, everything yet I forgot to train myself how I would play out this whole first meeting thing.

He stares at me as I look back up at him unsure of what to do. Should I bolt, or stay put until he let's me go then bolt?

His neutral look soon turns into a deep scowl and I want to groan as I sense a scolding.

Here we go, here comes the nasty attitude.

"Did you kill my men?" He snarls and I glare not digging his nasty ass attitude. They were the ones who came at me.

"Sure did." I say bluntly making him glare more.

He doesn't say anything but glare at me as I cross my arms.

"Now what?" I question and he gives a final glare before turning around grabbing my wrist and tugging me along as sparks fly and I mentally groan.

Great, the sparks, the good looking mate, it's the whole shebang.

He then walks over to my old cell then manages to put me in it all the while I stand there not processing anything or managing to do anything in time.

He then drags away the two bodies from the cell and locks the door.

"Have fun in containment." He tells me and I gape.

"What the hell, you're not going to let me out?!" I ask as he makes sure the lock is secure.

"Bad girls aren't allowed into the house." He replies and I want to throw something at his face.

But not too hard because I mean, his face.

I huff shaking my head then sit down on the ground then look up to see he's already left annoying me further.

I sat there thinking of how in the world I ended up here then looked up at the ceiling.

I wondered what was in store for me, for all of us.
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