An Alphas Call

Chapter 5: Wrong Move

I kept kicking and screaming, even when I was shoved into the back of a car. My body frantically trying to fight against my captor as he sat next to me on the leather seats. He kept trying to subdue me by grasping at my wrists, but I kept kicking my legs as hard as I could.

"Cassady!!! Stop it now!!!"

He all but roared, making all of my movements grind to a terrified halt. He had used his Alpha voice on me, leaving my body no choice but to obey his command. I was panting, my breaths coming out harsh and unsteady.

I had my eye's tightly closed. I couldn't look at him, I was too frightened. This all felt too surreal. I was free; I had gotten away; This was all supposed to be behind me. Yet here I was, on my way back to the very place I had tried so hard to leave far behind me.

Suddenly my body was shoved down, my back hitting the leather seats harshly. My arms were pinned above my head as the Alpha hovered above me. His face barely a centimetre away from mine, I could tell by the way his warm breath was gently hitting my lips, sending involuntary, warm shivers down my body.

"How many times do I have to tell you?!... I am not here to hurt you Cassady, not now nor in the future!"

I keep my eyes tightly sealed, silently praying for him to release me enough to at least give me some space. I didn't like the way I couldn't concentrate properly with him so close, he confused my mind and body, it scared me, but in a different way than he had done before... which was almost worse.

A wave of minty breath hits me, as he releases a deep sigh he releases my arms but stays where he is above me.

"Cassady..."

The way in which he says my name is so soft, as though he's begging me. For what I do not know.

Suddenly a large, warm hand cups my cheek. At first I flinch at the contact, but soon find my body relaxing under the warmth seeping into me.

"Open your eye's my love..."

I find myself obeying, despite the voice in my head telling me to fight him at every hurdle. I'm still afraid but for some reason I'm so sure that, in this moment at least, he will not hurt me.

His face is so close but I don't have a chance to take note of every detail on his face, my eyes are too busy being held captive by his.

The blue swirls deep, his eye's are like the quiet before the storm. They seem so soft and kind as they look at me with care and longing... but I know what the cold, harsh rains of his storms feel like. I've been a victim of the wrath of this man and no matter how much my heart wants to give in, my mind is screaming reason at me, keeping me focused enough to at least not completely fall for his beautiful, blue spell.

"Get off of me."

I bite out in a harsh whisper, It's all my courage could manage. I stare at him pleadingly as he searches my eyes for a few more seconds, before sighing and sitting up.

I release the breath I had been holding as I sit up and back as far away from Darius as physically possible.

The entire ride was spent this way. Me looking straight ahead or out of the window into the darkness of the evening, not daring to look at the man beside me. However, I could feel his penetrating stare on me every now and then, making me squirm uncomfortably in my spot. I hated the effect he had on me; I hated the way I had no control over anything around him; nothing at all.

My heart pounded unnaturally fast as the pack house came into view. A round a bile rose to my mouth and I could feel my whole body shacking.

The large mansion was beautiful; its large, five floor structure, wide open windows and cream finishing was truly a sight to see.

However, none of this took away from the fact that those walls contain some of my worst memories. The place was straight out of my worst nightmares. The perfectness of the architecture, only seemed to add to the darkness I felt towards the place. It was like a pretty little lie. Though the outside seemed so nice, true horrors could be found inside.

We carry on driving past the pack house until we reach an equally beautiful building, though much smaller than the pack house. This building was two stories and nowhere near as wide. But, the size was still impressive, we never had buildings this size in my old pack, even my old Alphas house could not be compared to the sheer magnificence of this building. The Modern structure was refreshing and stylish.

The car came to a stop just outside the large oak doors, at the front of the building. The bile only seemed to rise further and my stomach started churning.

I hadn't even noticed that Darius had left the car, until he was opening the door on my side. He looked down at me expectantly, waiting for me to get out. I just weakly shook my head whilst backing up further into the car, as my shaking becomes worse.

He looks pained by my reaction but quickly grabs me and lifts me up bridal style. I try to fight him but with one cold, warning stare from the now very impatient looking alpha, I still in his arms.

As we enter I notice how quiet the place is. Did he live in the large house on his own?

He carries my much smaller form into a spacious and lavish kitchen. The black granite tops and the white sides compliment the dark oak flooring and the black crystal chandeliers well.

He places me down on one of the high seats that surround the kitchen island. I carefully watch his every move, confused and unsure as to why I was here and not somewhere I would rather not think of.

"What are you doing?..."

I ask softly; so softly I barely heard it myself.

He turns from what he's doing and replies blankly.

"Making you food, you haven't eaten since this morning because of work, I don't like that. From now on I want you to eat regular meals."

I can't help but feel annoyed at this. He's been watching me... for how long I don't know. Was it just today? I doubt he would have waited if he knew my location any longer than that... Alpha males aren't known for their patience when it comes to their mates.

"It's rude to spy on people you know."

I state bitterly. He just continues to look at me blankly, making me squirm uncomfortably.

"You aren't just some random person, you're my mate. Therefor, I have every right to spy, as you so nicely put it. Especially if it concerns your health."

I just roll my eyes as I look away from his intense gaze. I knew that no matter how much I argued how wrong it was, or how wrong the whole situation was, it was no use, he wouldn't listen. Yes, I am his mate but that doesn't mean he has the right to control me and know everything about me.

A plate filled with cheese and ham sandwhich's, with a side of salad and crisps, is placed in front of me.

"Eat."

I stare at the food in front of me, before reaching out and making a start on the sand which.

He seems pleased with this and continues to sit opposite me. I struggle to eat as his attention never strays from me. I feel so small in front of this man, though I know he posses no threat for the moment, I can't help but constantly feel on edge around him.

Once I was finished he leads me up a large flight of stairs, I keep my eye's trained on the large, muscled back in front of me. I could turn and run, the front door was not far from the bottom of the stairs. I knew that this was against my better judgment, this man was stronger, faster and his reflexes most probably outweigh mine tremendously. But I was desperate.

Okay, he was being nice now, but what about later on? What if he gets mad or decides I'm not worth it and hurts me?... I just couldn't willingly go along with this without putting up some sort of fight first.

So I turned around and ran down the long stairs, jumping when I came to the last few steps, my body flying towards the door as fast as it would  allow me.

Before my hands could even grasp the handle I was being lifted over his shoulder. I could feel his body shaking beneath mine, he was furious.

"Wrong move."

This is it, I was really in for it now.