Alpha Asher's POV
"Cara! Get in here!" Alpha Jake called.
Who is Cara? Then this smell hits me. Cinnamon and pumpkin maybe? Soon a small teenage girl with scars and bruises blanketing her body and face walks in with her head down, then she looks up at Alpha Jake.
"Get some coffee for us, will you?" Alpha Jake says sternly.
The girl who I'm assuming is Cara, nods and runs off, closing the door behind her. She was the one the smell was coming from. It can't be the mate bond, can it? I didn't get to look into her eyes yet, so I can't be sure.
The girl soon comes back with a tray of coffee mugs. She sets it down on the table next to me, and she definitely was the one who had the smell. She looked afraid. I stared at her the entire time, hoping to catch a glimpse into her eyes. She quickly walks back out, so I didn't get to.
"Mutt." Alpha Jake mumbles as she walks out.
That ticks me off. I stand up.
"Did you just call her a mutt? What is that poor girl going through here? You don't think I didn't notice the scars and bruises? Not to mention her self harm scars! Are you abusing her? She smelled awfully different than any wolf I've ever seen. How old is she?" I asked.
"She's seventeen." Jake said.
"Seventeen. Her name is Cara, correct? I heard you call for her. This poor girl has been harming herself. I don't think the scars on her face and neck are from herself. Nor the bruises. I believe you have been mistreating her. I would like to speak with her. Now." I said sternly.
"Don't bother. She's mute." He says.
"Has she always been mute?"
"No."
"Okay, then let me talk to her."
"Fine. Cara? Come in here."
Cara slowly walked back in the room, her head down.
"Follow her to her.. Room." Jake says.
I stand up and she walks swiftly out the door and down the stairs, to what seems to be the dungeons. She walks into the dungeons and into a cell, her name labeled on the door.
"You live in a cell?!" I ask.
She nods. She sits down on a tiny cot. I follow.
"So Cara, what have they been doing to you here?"
She stays silent just as I remember she's mute. I search for a pen and paper and give them to her. She writes; "Some pretty bad things. You don't want to know." I sigh.
"Things like abuse?"
She nods.
"Why didn't you run away?"
"I've tried that but they caught me. And because I smell like this pack, I would've gotten captured and tortured or sent back here."
That's rough.
"I'm taking you back to my pack."
Her eyes grew wide, the perfect chance to look into them, to see if we are mates. But I don't want to find out of we are mates in a jail cell. I stand up, motioning to follow me. She does, keeping her head low. We walk back to the meeting room.
"I'm bringing Cara to my pack. She is no longer a member of River Ridge." I say.
Alpha Jake shrugs his shoulders. "More power to you." He says sarcastically.
Cara and I walk out and back to my pack grounds.
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Members of my pack whisper and laugh when they see Cara. My beta mind links me.
"Finally found your mate, eh?"
"Oh shut it. I don't know yet."
I block him out. We arrive at the pack house, and I bring Cara inside. I walk over to the guest bedroom.
"You can have this one."
She looks around and freezes in shock.
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Silent Treatment
VârcolaciCara Stone is a small and timid werewolf, a part of the River Ridge Pack. She is secretly beaten, starved, forced to work beyond her limit, and other countless torture. Although she has a voice, she has gone mute as to not infuriate her pack even mo...