The Love Of An Alpha

Chapter 22- Prophecy?

Zoeys POV

Drip. Drip. Drip.

I slowly began to slowly wake up. I felt the hard, cold ground underneath me. When I sat up I felt the extreme pain stab through my head, I grabbed my head trying to ease the pain and groaned quietly.  

"What happened?" I whispered quietly to myself.  I looked around and saw the old rusted metal bars keeping me in like prisoner and the stone walls around me. 

"Oh great." I muttered. "They found me."

"That we did little Zo Zo." A male voice said from the shadows, surprising at his present. "Did you really think you could run from us forever." He continued. 

"No but I gave it a good go." I said with a smirk at my ability to evade them five years.   He stepped out the shadows and into the light allowing me to finally see his face, the one that had been burned in to my brain since that horrible night. The scar on his right cheek still has evident as ever and his piecing green gaze held mine with the power of the murder he was.  

"Yes you did." he replied. "but I will find your little brother and then I will kill you both." he sneered evilly. 

"Leave him out of this." I said dangerously. " He didn't see anything."

"It doesn't matter if he didn't. The Jackson blood line needs to be rid of, even your little mates family would agree with me on that." He said

"No they wouldn't ! My family did nothing to them." I replied. Shaking my head at the same time.

"That's what you think, though I happen to know otherwise." He commented stalking towards me like a hunter stalking his prey. 

"What did you mean?" I asked confused and suspiciously.

"Let's have a little story, Shall we?" He said smiling the wicked grin. He dragged an old wooden  seat over to my bars of my cell and took a seat.

"I don't want to hear whatever messed up story you want to tell me." I said rolling my eyes and looking away from him. "I won't believe any of it." 

"Not even how your new mates family killed your grandfather all those years ago." The wicked laugh that followed that comment made me hate this man more. 

"Who are you ?" I asked staring at this man who is holding me prison. "You are the people who killed my family." I said.

"I killed your mother and father but Hunter Mitchell murder your whole pack and killed your fathers father.?  

"Even if that was true, they must of had a reason." I said unable to believe that the Mitchell family was cable of such evil. 

"The night I killed your parents, shot them both in your childhood home I was there for a different reason, the Jackson line needs to end, though I hadn't expected for your parents to have pro-created, especially with the amount of people after them but when I saw you watching be from the brush all those years ago I knew I messed up, I have been hunting you ever since." He said. I could really tell that me being alive is just a problem for him.

"Why do you want me dead so much? I asked. "What did I ever do to you? "

"I don't want you dead anymore dear little Zoey. Recent information has lead to me to conclude that you are far more valuable alive then dead. With you I can control one of the most power Alpha's in the country, just out of chance because he is mated to you." He sneered. 

"Leave Ethan out of this. I am just a stupid human, he doesn't even want me." I tried to convince scar face of that but even I knew after the display at Troy's place that wasn't true anymore. 

"I saw how he reacted at the pack lands where you were hiding, that doesn't seem like a person who doesn't want his mate. You are far from human Zoey, you just don't know it yet." 

"What is that meant to mean?" I asked suddenly curious but still not sure whether to believe my parents murder. 

"Long Long Long ago there was a prophecy stating that when your parents bloodline met and created a child that, that child would be more powerful then anything else. It would come at a time of darkness and lead the world. Blah. Blah. Blah." He ended. "I care about all that leading the world crap, I want you to a weapon of my pack and make me the most powerful Alpha in America." he said with a wicked grin. A man walked up beside the crazy assed scar face  and whispered something in his ear before walking out of the room. 

"Even if I did do all you said then what makes you think you could make me do all that. I would be more powerful." I asked.

"We have the most important thing to you." He said with a Wicken grin.

"Ethan." I said out loud.

"No, better." he answered. His grin getting bigger.

"Who? " I asked confused.

"Your brother."