Escaping Rogue

nineteen

I wasn't given much time before Theo's men barred in once more, snatching my arms and dragging me away from my brother. Adoptive brother.

I scrambled to my feet. The shock still coursing through my body as I was dragged back to the red room from earlier. Theo now lounged on a giant chair in the center, decorated from wood and gold in an attempt to look like a throne.

I fell just at his feet, glaring up at the man.

"It's a lie." I whispered, glaring upwards at Theo. He wasn't my father, he couldn't be. We had no resemblance and I couldn't stand the man anyways. How could he be my family if I didn't even want to be on the same planet as him?

"You look just like your mother, Alena. She was a fiery woman, just like you."

My eyes dropped to the floor, now the only thing keeping me grounded. I was ready to explode, to just burst at the seams without so much as a warning. It all hurt too much, all of it too confusing for my head to even begin to wrap around.

"My mother was the luna of the Parker pack, and my father the alpha. You really think convincing me and my brothers that I'm not their child will break us apart?"

He smirked, shrugging in the golden chair. It only made me more furious. The king of the rogues, spending his free time toying with me? What an absolute asshole.

Christian.

I imagined the field outside, the wall of trees and the flat skyline above. I tried to remember every little detail I saw of the area, anything that would give him some type of clue as to where we were.

Suddenly Theo jumped to his feet, his eyes growing black from rage. "Your parents were murderers. They slaughtered my real pack and they killed your mother. They stole you from me, the last piece I had from her, and they banished me as if I was somehow the enemy."

The terrifying voice roared in the giant hall, echoing against the red stone and back into my ears a thousand times over. I flinched backwards but never let my glare falter.

Christian, can you see it?

"You are the last thing I have of her in this world." He suddenly told me, much more calm than the last statement. My eyes widened from the mood swing, finding it almost hilarious that he had the same temperament as me, a pregnant girl in captivity.

"I don't believe any of this."

He smirked now, stepping closer to me. With an aggressive shove I found have my shirt ripped down, revealing a small birthmark on the base of my neck.

"You've has that since you were a baby. Your pinkies are slightly bent and there's a freckle just above your belly button."

My heart sank. It was more than true, the description of every mark and twist of my body, something only Christian would dare to know. How could someone like Theo know all those things, without having seen me before?

"Shut up."

"You are my daughter, Alena Bade. Stolen from me the day of your birth, and now you've finally come home."

I grabbed my hair, yanking at it in an attempt to feel that pain instead of the one inside my heart.

"Shut up!"

Theo only presses forward until he was kneeling in front of me, a rough hand gripping my chin.

"And that is why I'm going to give you a choice."

My eyes met his, finding the worn blue eyes glittering. He was planning something I wasn't ready to handle, a deal I wasn't going to want to make.

I couldn't bear whatever was about to come next. My enemy, my father, had me in his grasp. He wasn't going to let go of me so easily, so the only proposition he would ever offer me would only hurt more than my current situation.

"I don't want to make any deals." My voice was barely there, weak and raspy from the growing pain in my throat.

"Not a deal, an ultimatum. Either you kill your alpha first, or I kill your brother and everyone you love." He smirked down at me. "Will you risk everyone's life for your mate's? Will you risk your child for him?"

Christian.

My hands went numb at the thought. I could never kill Chris, let alone even lay a hand against him to actually hurt him. I would never be responsible for his death. I couldn't think of even doing that.

But I couldn't risk my pack either. I could risk Lucas or Gabe or Jacob or even the baby inside me. I couldn't choose one person over all of them, only to watch them die at my hand.

I couldn't kill either, and I wasn't going to choose.

"No."

"I had to live my life without my mate, without my child. I'm merely taking only one of them from you. Now tell me, who do you want to die?"

Chris please.

Theo moves back to his chair, resting his head on his hand. "I'll be happy to kill everyone, little wolf. I'd suggest you save someone before I kill them all."

Christian answer me!

I could feel my eyes start to burn from the constant pricks. I couldn't choose. I loved Christian, I loved my pack, I loved my baby. How were you supposed to choose between those you loved?

Lena.

A soft whimper escaped my lips. Whether it was from relief or terror, I couldn't tell. His voice inside my head was like rain after a drought, and I was suddenly less terrified. The silence could have only meant one thing, but now that he's talking, it's okay again.

It's all...I'm not their sister...he's my...Christian he's making me choose!

Calm down baby.

I shook my head, staring at the ground. No, I couldn't calm down, not when what seemed like my entire world was resting on the fact that I had to kill half of it.

He's trying to make me kill you! I snapped, suddenly too frustrated to listen to the attempts at calming me down. I couldn't be calm right now. He has Lucas, and he's threatened the baby. I have to choose between you and them, all of them.

"Tick Tock, Alena."

Chris what do I do?

"I can tell you're telling him. Tell me, what does the fearless Alpha Bade have to say about his captured Luna?"

Choose me. I'm not risking that baby, not without me there. Tell the bastard you'll kill me.

"He says go to hell."

A cocky smirk tiled the mutts lips upwards. The glint in his eyes was crazy now, satisfied at the panic coursing through my body and Christian's head. I could feel his fear growing, the certainty of my rescue becoming less and less clear. It hurt more than anything, and yet here we were.

Helpless and far away from each other.

"I'm not choosing." I growled. "Just because you had to live without your mate doesn't mean I have to."

He smirked, waving his men forward. I growled and glared as they approached me, struggling when a harsh hand snatch my arm.
My body was yanked upwards, my feet now barely on the ground from the two mutts holding me up.

"Wrong answer, Alena."

The men pulled me backwards, yanking from the room and from Theo's sight. I couldn't find the will to fight back, despite how much I wanted to. I wanted to kill them all, keep my family safe, keep everyone safe. Instead I was stuck in a trap too ornate to ever escape. Without help, Mario, Luke and I were all trapped here.

We were all prisoners of this escaping rogue, and I didn't like it one bit.