The Big Badass Alpha Is My Mate?

Chapter 5: Michael Meets His Match

(Slight A/N this chapter will probably not have Ever or the others in it just Ella and Michael. This is how Ella meets Micael and her pack and escapes her kidnapper. Bree xx)

Ella's P.O.V.

I groaned as I was thrown up against the wall in my cell.
"Now stay quiet girl." My captor's minion growled at me, locking the cell door behind him. I watched him walk away and sighed, staring into pitch black dark. I felt scared and alone. I had been here for almost my whole life, I had been kidnapped from my small home one day. That was when I was six. Now I'm thirteen, and I've given up on ever getting out. I heard loud growling come from downstairs and suddenly the door flew open revealing the most breathtaking man I had ever seen. He looked at me once and smiled, and my wolf howled excitedly. She knew he was her mate. The man unlocked the cell door and picked me up bridal style and walked out, and my wolf howled in excitement inside me. She knew this boy was our mate. I gasped as he placed me down outside and I fell to the ground, rolling around in the green grass and basking in the sun.
"W-Who are you?" I whispered to no one in particular.
"I'm Michael Clifford. I'm your mate, the person who kidnapped you is my dad." My world came crashing down and I got up and dashed away from him, leaving him there speechless. He howled and jumped over a nearby tree and skidded to a stop in front of me. I cowered as he grew closer to me, expecting to feel him slap me, but he only caressed my cheek.
"Ever, my pack and I aren't like that. We would never hurt you at all. Do you think we'd come all the way out here to free you then hurt you again? No way Ella, you're my mate and I can't let you get hurt. Not again." I felt my heart swell up and I kissed him lightly, enjoying the taste of his lips.
"Michael? Do you know my pack?" I asked him. He nodded.
"Yeah. I can bring you there if you want, but right now you belong to my pack. Is that alright with you?" I nodded and he grabbed my small hand with his giant one, lacing our fingers together. It only took us about three days to get back to my pack. The shitty thing was they thought we were rouges and attacked us, but we were all okay in the end. Now we were happy members of the pack. I smiled and looked over at Michael, who was sideways in our bed reading a book. If it wasn't for this boy, I'd still be in hell. I was happy to admit I loved this boy so much, and I was never going to stop. Ever.