Enslaved By The Alpha

I sit by the tree and look over the cliff. I had a lot on my mind. For some reason, ever si entered my life, I can’t stop thinking about things I’ve gone through in the past. I couldn’t get Dane’s words out of my head either.

Was I okay with doing the same things to Maya that my father had done to me? Was I alright with torturing her the way that I was doing now? I was so caught up in getting my revenge that I didn’t think about the consequences of my actions.

But how was to forget that they killed my family? How was I supposed to move on and let Maya go? Just the thought of letting her go sends me into a full-blown rage.

I would not let her go. I will never let her go. She was mine and always will be. I don’t care what anyone has to say about that.

Even if her brothers come for her, I still won’t let her go. They would have to kill me first.

Maybe that’s what I’m waiting for. Maybe I did all of this so that her family would finish me off and end the misery. I’ve been miserable my entire life since a child. I was never happy. No one made me happy. No one cared enough for me, not even my own family. They were always too busy trying to find ways to build an empire, gain strength, and be something that we weren’t.

Even though they were like this, I still loved them because they were the only family I had. I was still unhappy, but something had changed recently. I looked forward to waking up, to seeing Maya every day. It was hard to explain, and I hated to admit it, but it was the truth; I couldn’t keep denying it any longer.

Even though I’m far away, I can still smell her. The girl’s scent and taste have stuck with me and won’t leave me in f*****g peace. No matter how much I tried to get it out of my head, it only got worst the more was away from her. My knuckles tightened at my sides, and the reminder of my face between her legs hit me so hard that I nearly threw myself off the cliff to end the torture. It makes me want to go to her now and f*****g bite into her neck. I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I wanted her, and it was something that I can never admit to anyone. I thought that this would have made things better for me, given me a chance to clear my mind, but I was wrong. Being away from her happened to be more dangerous than staying by her side. This was sending me faster into insanity. I couldn’t let that happen.

I knew now that I couldn’t be away. I needed to be by her side before I did something crazy. I told myself that I was only returning because I didn’t trust her, but deep down, I knew that it was complete bullshit.

There was also this weird feeling in the pit of my stomach that wouldn’t go away. I couldn’t explain it, but I was worried about her. Something told me that she was in danger. I tried to push the feelings away, but the damn thing kept coming back. That feeling of fear. I hated it so much. I felt weak whenever | thought about her, and weakness was something I’ve been taught never to have.

I didn’t like to be weak, especially not for the enemy. And she was the enemy, Maya and her entire family were my enemies, and I don’t see that ever-changing. As long as I live, I’ll never forget what they did.

And that’s when I hear it. Something that sends my body into a state of shock. I’m frozen on the spot.

Maya.

Her wolf. She’s howling. It wasn’t a regular howl; it was a cry for help.

know it, I

was supposed to enter that room unless it happened to be one of the maids. And didn’t think she could

the f**k was happening back

get there in time. I had to. No

-MAYA

rocks her head back and howls for help. I’m praying that anyone that knows me will be near and hear my cry. I wouldn’t

action. I haven’t shifted in a while, and it felt slightly off. My wolf has been weak ever since Kane’s poor treatment of

he roars as I sink my teeth

while training a few times with them. I’ve never had to use their training until now. It’s the

far right. As the other two try to grab me, I jump for him, taking him down with me. I don’t let go of his body even when the other men hold

another one of them. There’s too much of them. I’m not sure that I can take them

it to my throat. I stay still,

“Shift back.” He growls.

than before. “You think you’re smart.” He toys with

of them to the ground, one after the next. He’s so

body. Kane sinks his teeth in one of

horror as he rips his neck out

like a bloody assassin;

immovable bodies. When it’s all over, we’re both breathing heavily. Our gazes lock, and I’m surprised

him recently. Was it possible

over to me. There is blood all over his hands and chest, blood from those men that just tried to murder me. He bends down

His jaw clenches when he smells my