The Alpha's Prisoner | Werewolf Novel

The Alpha's Prisoner | Werewolf Novel

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A gasp of sudden pain fell from my lips as I was pinned to the wall by my throat. I could feel the strong grasp of his hand clench on my neck. "Look at me." He demanded. I growled in protest, refusing to follow my captors orders like a dog. "I said look at me!" He spoke smoothly, forcing my jaw to face him. His hot breath fanned onto my flushed skin as he held me in place. I complied only because I wanted the searing pain of these silver chains to cease. Slowly my eyes opened, staring direction into a pair of dark, burning red orbs. Instantly I felt a burning flame ignite inside me, pulling me towards the man who's nails threatened to pierce my skin. He growled again, this time in dominance instead of demand. The sound sent tingles through my body stinging towards my core. My body arched against his sturdy frame that pinned me against the wall. I watched as his pink tongue swirled over his plump bottom lip. Snarling I shoved him away, refusing to give into my urges. He watched me, eyes burning into me as he dared me to make a move. Next, the sound of my smack against his face echoed through the prison cell.
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"I said look at me," he growled as he grabbed my arm from the Gamma in a vice grip. I winced and finally looked up to his stunning grey eyes. 'Mate!' my wolf yipped happily, although she was very weak she got to sound very excited, but I didn't. I didn't want a mate, one that I am putting in danger. Those people said they would find me no matter where I ran to, I couldn't put my mate or his pack in danger. My wolf whimpered knowing it was the truth. "Kitten," my mate purred, before he growled, "mine!" softly as he let go of my arm and lightly touched my cheek, now I felt the sparks firing on my skin. 'Kitten? Was this guy for real?! Did it look like I had whiskers and meowed?' I mentally scolded at him.

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