Define Negotiating

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Reason number 527 that I'm going to kill myself: I once AGAIN accidentally posted an unfinished part. I'm soooooo sorry. It's really embarrassing. I also need to apologize for falling off the face of the earth. I understand if you guys want me to jump off a cliff.

Panic. Time to panic. I mean it's bad just getting kidnapped, but getting kidnapped by the scary, powerful, power hungry, threatening Alpha Ross is a whole different level.

"Uh... Um sir? Mr. Alpha sir... I um... I don't know if I offended you or anything, but that really wasn't my intention if I did. So can we just work this out in a very civilized matter and then move on with our lives?" I really need this man to let me go. I-I can't be stuck here. As mad as I am at Damien, I miss him. I belong with him.

Alpha Ross had an emotionless look on his face as he stared at me. He glanced to the other men in the room, "Everyone out."

Single file, the little ducklings waddled away. The door slammed shut and I was left to die.

I warily eyed Alpha Ross as he took a large breath, "It's simple really, your weak little mate finds it amusing to test me. To deny me an alliance that would benefit the both of us greatly. You're payback. A means to an end. Him taking away the chance to give our packs a better life was low, a sign that he's scared of what I might do to him if he let his guard down. You little runt, are my key to getting what I want. Your knight in shining armor is bound to come charging in here demanding his damsel in distress back, and that's when some friendly negotiating will take place."

"Define negotiating."

He snickered, "You'll just have to wait and see, darling."

I think I just threw up in my mouth. 

He took long, menacing strides toward me. I froze in fear as he began to walk around me. As he neared the end of his circle, "You know dear, you seem to have gotten the short end of the stick with your Alpha Damien. A woman of your caliber shouldn't be with such a lowly pup."

Deep breaths. Remember, there is no way you could win this fight. As much as you want to, you can't. Defense is all you got!

"Opinion."

"Oh please," que the dark chuckle, "don't even try to deny it. I've heard about how you were treated. That weak and inferior runt let his own mate be beaten and starved. Killed her wolf! His own mate, gone by his own hands. I see your neck too, educated guess here, he forced that on you. Even I know that's not okay. You sure are dating down ma'am."

I felt shattered. Exposed. All of my personal problems on broadcast. It's  none of his freaking business what I deal with. His two sense was not invited to the party, he can take his opinion and leave because no one wants it.

I drew in a big breath and bit my lip. You can't win this fight.

"Think about it dear, think about all all the happily mated couples in his pack alone. Couples with wolves that love each other and mates that protect one another. He never let you have that. From day one you've been treated like trash."

I tried my absolute hardest to keep the anger out of my voice, "I-it wasn't intentional, h-he apologized. He never wanted me hurt. H-he was so worried, I-I know he wouldn't mean to hurt me. He's sorry."

Your meek is showing.

"You stupid little-" he was interupted my a frenzied knocking at the door.

Alpha Ross swung it open to reveal a guard, "He's on the phone, sir. He's on his way."

The guard waited until his Alpha was out the door before he locked me in this box. Geez, my life would make a good movie.

They left me alone in this cell. This cage. Even if Damien is on his way, what difference does it make. I know it's wrong, he's just trying to get under my skin, but Alpha Ross has a point. If I was normal I'd be happy right now. Me and Damien would be happy together. A perfect couple. But I'm not, I'm weak. Weak enough to kill my wolf because of my inferiority to anything and everything under the sun.

Useless.

Poor Damien, stuck with a useless and weak mate. I overreacted. Yes I was was wrong of Damien, to mark me but if he'd asked I would have let him. And he only had good intentions. I shouldn't have shut him out. If I'd forgiven him, I'd be back in his pack, safe and sound.

If I still had my wolf I'd howl in agony,  cry out my sorrow. I'd mind link to Damien and beg for forgiveness. It's not a matter that I'm okay with what he did, it's simply more important that I move on. It does no one any good to hold such a grudge, especially not against the one person who is meant to love me. Forgiveness and acceptance are very different things, I simply value Damien more than I hate what he did.

I don't want to end it here but I kind of need to. I wish it was longer and I'm sorry it's not.

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