Fated

Chapter 12

(Thomas)

“So, your pack knows you’re missing… But they haven’t come for you. Now why is that Thomas?” Kelly asked, rubbing her knuckles.

“They don’t know where I am, they wouldn’t go looking for me blind, the pack is smarter than that.” He told her, his jaw hurting like a bitch. He would rub it, or hit her back, but that would blow his cover. And he liked his cover, very much, where it was now.

“So we’d have to give them a clue?” She asked taking a step closer to him. He narrowed his eyes on her dangerously  and clenched his teeth.

“They wouldn’t take the bait, they’re smarter than that.” He gritted out and she backhanded him.

“That’s not what I asked, now is it?” She hissed and he spit out the little amount of blood that pooled in his mouth.

“We’ve been watching your pack, they seem devastated. Especially that girl… what was her name again?” She said lightly and fear spiked through his heart. God please don’t be talking about Molly, he thought.

“Molly, was her name. Right?” She asked and he glared at her, but never answered. She punched him again and he grunted, damn she could hit hard.

“Right?” She half shrieked, half asked. He nodded once and even that jarred pain inside him.

“She seems so heartbroken, maybe we can snatch her up too and then you two wouldn’t be so lonely.” She said, and before she could even finish her sentence he bounded from his chair and lunged at her. His wolf was back, with a horrible vengeance. He grabbed her throat and slammed her against the silver bars.

“Leave my mate alone, you evil coldhearted bitch!” He growled at her and squeezed her neck. She didn’t come down with Mack this time, so they were all alone. Even if she screamed nobody would hear her. The thought made his wolf preen with joy.

“H- how?” She croaked but he picked her up and slammed her back against the bars, making them groan under the power.

“Did you not think I was strong enough, you spiteful bitch! I broke through them, just like I’m about to break your pretty little neck!” He snarled in her ear and she whimpered.

“We’ll stay away from your pack.” She offered and he growled. She lost all hope for the mission as soon as her life was threatened, weak.

“There will be no offers in this. You will die, by my hands.” She whimpered and he squeezed.

“I- I’ll let you go. We won’t ever bother you or your pack again.” She offered, her breaths getting shallow. He picked her up and slammed her again, he heard something crack. He didn’t care if it was her or the bars that was breaking, he was angry.

“That means nothing to me right now. You’ve endangered my mate and my pack, for that you will die.” He growled, his wolf taking control again and his nails lengthened.

“I- I’m sorry. Please stop, I promise. We’ll go somewhere else, we’ll leave you and your pack alone.” Tears pricked the edge of her eyes and his human side felt sick. But then his wolf remembered what she did, how she treated him, how she threatened their mate and suddenly his human half was on board with killing her.

“Where is the quickest point of escape, a place where no one will see me?” He growled at her and she started convulsing. He let up on the amount of pressure on her neck and she took a deep breath.

“Where?” He snarled at her and she shrieked, a small quick one.

“Will you let me live if I tell you?” She challenged and he growled.