The Alpha Who Saved Me

CHAPTER 24

(Warning: Abuse and possible triggers)

My throat is dry, and I have a pounding headache, but when I go to bring my hands up to massage my temples, I learn that I can’t. I blink a few times, but I still can’t see anything. My wrists are in shackles in front of me, but they are attached to a chain that is attached to the shackles around my ankles, and I’m beginning to think that I have some kind of hood over my head. The ground is cold, hard, and musty smelling, with a hint of old blood. I’m in some kind of cell.

I lay still to see if I can hear anything of use, but all I get is silence except for dripping water nearby. I try to situate myself to get a little comfier, but it’s no use. After about fifteen minutes of laying on the hard floor, a door opens up and I hear footsteps coming down a set of steps. Next, I hear the clanking of keys and a squeaky metal door.

“Who’s there? What do you want with me? I don’t have anything of value.” I ramble.

A cold chill run down my back when the person that enters, chuckles, “You are of value, my dear Alpha.”

I feel fingers caress my arm and I jerk away. The hood is ripped off my head and I have to blink until my eyes get used to the light. When I’m able to look at my abductor, I’m startled to see that he is a very good-looking male, but the fact that he has me in shackles doesn’t win him any points.

“Who are you?”

*All in good time, Quinn.” The male grins and steps closer to me, holding up a key. I let him come near me and I watch as he unlocks the lock that is attaching my arms and feet together, but then he attaches the chain to a ***in the ceiling. I’m made to stand on my toes with my arms stretched above me.

The dress I’m wearing hikes way up on my thighs, and my captor notices it right before he caresses the skin that is now bared. I close my eyes and try not to vomit at the feel of a stranger’s hand being on me.

“What do you want with me?” I ask again.

“Well, for one, we want to know where to find the Dire wolves at.”

“Why would I know? I don’t know any Dire wolf.” I’m baffled by this.

“I would probably want to change your answer for when the Alpha comes down and asks. He won’t be so kind. Now, where can we find the Dire wolves?”

“I told you that I don’t know anything!”

The wolf backhands me and then grabs my chin and squeezes it, “I don’t have patience anymore. I’ve watched you for a week now, and I’m so ready to ***that sweet **of yours if you keep lying to me.”

time, but I will heal in no time at all; the perks of being a shifter wolf. “**you!” I spit at

and then runs his claws down my front, tearing my dress and my skin all at once. He licks his lips salaciously

yet but wait. As soon as I get the go ahead, l’m going to

a sick **!” | growl but

He rips the scraps of dress from me, leaving me in my

Another male steps into view, and he feels familiar, but I can’t place him. He’s a good-looking older male as well but has a coldness worse than Alpha

her.” The male whispers, and then leans in his eyes sweeping my face, “What happened to her face?” He growls at the younger one, which now that I’m paying attention, looks a lot like the younger version of the older

tell me where to find the Dire wolves, so

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the face. I hate to see such beauty marred by ugliness.” The older

jerk my head away, “I already told your spawn that I don’t know

other, “You hear that, son? She said she doesn’t

huh”

alright. She can join the Hunt with the others. I doubt she

she learns to submit. Then, you and I can share her. I couldn’t have her mother, so I’ll take her. I’m only sharing

being serious right now? You would let me claim her?” The younger one

as I get to

thought of being used by father and son has me throwing up a little in my mouth. I turn my head and close my eyes,

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a few times, but I have nothing left until they bring me more water. I know that at some

down from the ***in the ceiling, he reattaches the chain to the ones on my ankles before making me follow the women. They take me to a room with a large bath

almost drown me when trying to rinse my hair. The worse, though, is when they put me in clothing that leaves nothing to the imagination, I mean nothing. I get no underwear to put on before they pull the sheer dress over my head. It ties at the waist and almost looks like a ***uniform, except

not sure how far they walk me,

to share with your son?” the woman

make sure that I