Hunter's POV:
Shock. That's all I feel right now. Just. Pure. Shock. I can absolutely not believe what I'm hearing. I feel a panic attack coming. I'm beginning to hyperventilate, when he brings his large hand to my chin. It's warm, and it strangely calms me down...
"Let's not make too big of a fuss, shall we? Bring her to the pack house."
Now my adrenaline sets in.
"NO! PLEASE! NO! YOU CAN'T DO THIS! NO!!"
His hand is clasped around my mouth, shutting me up. My tears drip down onto his hand.
"We can do this the easy way, or we can do this the hard way. Your actions will decide."
I continue kicking, throbbing, and giving muffled screams.
"Fine. I really didn't want to have to do this." He says, with almost sad eyes. He then takes off his shirt, and rips it apart. Each time makes me wince. He ties a piece around my head, gagging me. He then takes more pieces to bind my arms and legs. Tightly.
He takes me into his arms and throws me over his shoulder. I try to wiggle my way out, but his arm has me completely locked in place. All I can do now is quietly sob to myself.
Twenty minutes later, we arrive at what must be the pack house. It's massive, dark, and equally as intimidating as its alpha.
I continue to sob and squirm as I'm carried upstairs. I'm taken into an uninhabited room and gently placed on the bed. I'm trying to study his face, trying to see what he's thinking, when I hear a click. I look down at the source, and there is now a large chain latched onto to my ankle. The chain appears to be long enough for me to reach the en-suite bathroom, but not much else.
He finally turns to me, takes in a deep breath, and cups my face in his hands.
"I'm going to unbind you and remove the gag. You will not scream. Understood?"
With tears in my eyes, I slowly nod yes.
He removes them and pauses to see if I'll make any sound. I don't.
"Good girl." He says almost soothingly.
He gets up to leave.
"My chambers are right next door."
He shuts the door.
I remain laying on the bed, stunned. One part of me wants to rip his head off, and the other almost wants to thank him for not being as viscous as the stories tell. Then again, I did just get here. He may snap any time. Due to his reputation, I'm going to play along as much as I can; not put up too much of a fight. I need him to think I won't run away, so when I get the chance, he won't be expecting it.
I take off my jacket and climb under the sheets. I guess I'm sleeping in my dirty jeans tonight. I will admit thought, this is the comfiest bed I've ever slept on in my life. However, every time I move, I hear the chain clank on the wooden floor. I reach down and pick up the majority of the chain, and place it on the bed. Accepting the fact that I have nothing else better to do, I allow myself to sleep.
When I awake, I'm startled to see Alpha Declan leaning against the door. I immediately jump up. "What do you want?" I say with a snarl.
He slowly walks towards me.
"Is that any way to talk to your Alpha? Your mate?"
He's now sitting on the edge of the bed. I scoot away from him as much as I can.
"What do you want?" I repeat, teary eyed.
The look on his face scares me.
"For you to be mine."
Before I can comprehend what's going on, he's pounced on top of me, one hand holding my arms down, the other keeping my head in place.
He bends his head down to my neck...
And marks me.
I scream as tears stream down my face and I begin to shake.
With no emotion on his face, he sits me up and pulls me onto his lap, wiping away my tears gently with his thumb.
He turns my head again and licks the blood off of the mark.
My eyes start to feel extremely heavy, but I try to fight it. I don't want to fall asleep next to this monster.
But it appears my body gives me no choice.
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Dangerous Alpha
WerewolfThe Bloodnight pack was told to Hunter as a little girl to scare her into obedience, now on her first taste of freedom, how will she react when the infamous Bloodnight alpha is her mate?