Fated To The Alpha by Jessica Hall Chapter 138 I woke to Zane carrying me and I jumped up in his arms. âShh Luna go back to sleep, I wonât hurt youâ He whispers before placing me on the bed upstairs. I look around and he tugs the blanket up before walking out and closing the door. I was usually a light sleeper so I was startled a little that he was able to move me without waking me. Hearing voices, I realize Andrei is home. I listened to their voices in the hall. It sounded like they were near the basement. I could hear muffled noises like someone was gagged and I was too scared to go see which poor soul he was taking to his torture dungeon.
âWhere did you find them?â I hear Zane ask Andrei.
âOutskirts just help me get them down there and strapped to the tables before she noticesâ Andrei says and I creep to the door before cracking it open to hear better. I hear them walk down the steps before returning a few minutes later.
âYou can go home Zaneâ Andrei tells him. Zane leaves and I hear Andrei go back down to the basement and I close the door, locking it before climbing under the covers and pulling it over my head so I donât have to listen to their muffled screams. That would be me one day on that table and that thought petrified me.
âMate wonât do that, Donnie wouldnât allow itâ Sierra says and she seems so sure of her words.
âItâs wrongâ I tell her and she says nothing for a few seconds, she knew his secret toirture dungeon was wrong yet she was convinced he had his reasons.
âHe wonât hurt us Sage, he would never hurt usâ âHe locked us in the trunk of his car Sierraâ How could she forget? Or was the mate bond that strong t o her that she could oversee it.
âYes but did he hurt us? He didnât beat us like the rogues used to, he didnât do the things they did and he could have but he didnâtâ Sierra defends him. I shake my head not agreeing but she was right, he hadnât hurt us so far but that doesnât mean I trust him when he is in the basement torturing some poor innocent soul for his own sick entertainment.
âDonnie says they are not innocent, â Sierra says. âIn his eyes no rogue is innocentâ
âHe used to be a rogue, Donnie told me they used to be rogue before Alphaâ
âIf he was rogue how could he do that to another rogueâ
âDonnie says it helps him sleep drowns out the images of his mateâ
âAndrei said she was murderedâ I tell her and she nods her head at me when I hear the door open. I was sure I locked it.
âHe has a keyâ Sierra says and I snuggle under the blankets. Andrei walks into the bathroom and I could smell the scent of blood covering his hands, the familiar stench of rogues we all smelt the same. Well obviously I didnât to Andrei but in general all rogues usually smell the same, like decaying leaves and dirt. Andrei walks into the bathroom and I hear him turn the shower on. The light filtering into the room and steam billows out the door despite being able to hear the exhaust fan in the bathroom.
The smell of citrus soap wafting into the room and after around ten minutes I hear the water cut off before Andrei steps out with a grey towel hanging low on his hips. His chest bare and his hair dripping as he uses another towel to dry his hair. Andreiâs body was all rock hard muscle but he was too big for abs, he had the lines but too much muscle and too widely built instead he looked just hard, like a wall of muscle. His V-line escaped underneath the towel and his pees moved with each movement as he dried his hair. He walks over to the bedside drawer before grabbing out a pair of boxers before dropping the towel and I instantly roll over.
âIf I climb in there are you going to freak out or behave? If you are, tell me and I will sleep downstairsâ He says and I hear him hang his towel over the door.
âSage?â Andrei asks and I half roll onto my back as he crawls on the bed.
âCan I sleep in here or do you want me to go?â He asks.
âSleep where you wantâ I tell him wondering why he is asking for permission to sleep in his own bed.
â I would rather sleep in here with you, but I donât want to make you uncomfortable â He says still not moving.
âAre you still mad that I ran?â I ask him looking over my shoulder.
âExtremely, but I get it, you donât know me and I a m sorry I put you in the trunkâ
â Iâm sorry I ranâ I tell him and his brows furrow before he nods his head.
âSo can I sleep in here with you?â He asks.
âWhy are you asking, it is your bedâ I tell him, this man was absurd it should be the other way around me asking to sleep in here. This isnât my house.
âBecause I donât want to just climb in bed with you and you freak out, I can sleep elsewhere; it is your choiceâ Andrei says. I toss the blanket back and he sighs before climbing in beside me. He doesnât touch me just lays on his back stiffly. He tugs the blanket up and I feel him roll but I keep my back to him.
After a while my heart rate slows and I feel myself drifting off as his scent fills the room and I find it oddly calming even Sierra was rather mellowed out.
The next week passes by quickly. I never leave the packhouse. Andrei was basically keeping me prisoner and besides the library I rarely left the room unless called upon. Andrei left daily and for the most part when he thought I was asleep he would sneak into the basement. I could hear their agonised screams and pretend not to notice the whimpers that escaped out the door when he sometimes went down there during the day which was rare especially if I was on the floor. He was always careful never to leave it unlocked, never to come out drenched in blood. Sierra had also become nervous. The longer we were locked in the house the more she came to realise this was just another prison. The forest was right there yet we couldnât reach it, couldnât feel the dirt beneath our paws.
Sierraâs anxiety wasd mingled with my own and for the last two days we had returned to our wolf form. Andrei had been especially quiet and moody.
He barely said anything and sometimes I got this strange feeling he was looking straight through me, like I didnât exist.
Feeling the bed move, I open my eyes to see Andrei lay down on the bed. âShift backâ He growls annoyed, he had said it a few times the last few days annoyed that we returned to a more comfortable form, but that wasnât our only reasoning. Donnie was anxious to mark us and we both knew the moment he did we could go into heat. Andrei couldnât mate us in this form, though Donnie could, we would be able to shift back quickly if needed.
âSierra shift back pleaseâ Andrei says, annoyed fisting our fur and tugging us closer. I growl at him before forcing control and biting his hand. Donnie was angry with him and I could hear his wolf apologising to Sierra.
âF*ck! â Andrei says, clutching his hand. He growls at her and she cowers and I try to tell her to remain and not bow down to him, but the Omega in her makes her climb off the bed and crawl under it to get away from him.
âWhy did you bite him, you made him mad?â Sierra whines at me. I shrug.
âHe shouldnât have pulled on our fur, â I told her. I feel the bed move above us and she looks up from where she is lying on her belly. The bed moving above us before he walks into the bathroom dripping blood everywhere. I hear him turn the tap on, muttering to himself before the water shuts off.
âSage, get out from under the bedâ Andrei snaps at us. Sierra shakes and I roll my eyes at her. She says he wonât hurt us yet she is still petrified of him. It made no sense to me, I told her he would hurt us and now she is only just realizing that.
âHe hasnât hurt usâ Sierra defends him yet her fear was still there.
âSierra just give me control if you canât handle him, you said it yourself he wonât hurt usâ I tell her.
âYeah but he has been strange the last few days, you saw him last night it was like he didnât recognise us, he called us Angieâ She says and I know it hurt her but she also understood it yet we never called him Lyle.
Feeling a hand grab us, Sierra whimpers before we are suddenly yanked out from under the bed by our tail. Her claws digging into the floorboards scratching the stained wood. He growls at us.
âShift now, why are you ignoring me?â Ah so thatâs whatâs with him. He thinks we are ignoring him. To be honest I was actually ignoring him. I wanted to leave the house, he promised to take us to see Kat.
Kat even said she was coming over the other day but Andrei told her not to come over. I had a strange feeling it had to do with whoever he has in the basement.
âSage I know you can hear me, shiftâ He says grabbing the scruff of our neck, just to keep us there not actually inflicting pain. He sits on the bed holding us between his legs before leaning his face toward our furry one. Sierra sniffs his face and he sighs letting her go instead stroking her chest and under her neck with his giant hands and ruffling her fur. He rubs her ears which she loves as she presses her face into his lap and he chuckles.
âBe nice to have a mate and not just a petâ His words irritated me and I knew he meant someone he could talk to but the use of the word pet rubbed me the wrong way. His hands go under our front legs before he lifts us on his lap when suddenly Sierra shifts and I growl at her scrambling to get off his lap. She submitted to him and sacrificed me because he was being nice suddenly and didnât want to irritate him, yet I felt betrayed by her.
Andreiâs arms wrap tighter around my torso and he holds me there. My breathing rapid as panic seeped into me knowing I was sitting on him butt naked when I felt him move his hand tugging his shirt off and over his head. My heart is hammering against my ribs when he hands it to me.
âHere, I am not looking, â he says, handing me his shirt. I pull it over my head, slipping it on to cover my nakedness.
âThatâs better, now I can speak with youâ He says fiddling with my hair and tugging it out of his shirt. I go to climb off him and move beside him.
â Stay stillâ he says softly before I feel him reach over to the bedside table. He grabs a hair brush before opening his legs and I slip off his lap and onto the mattress between his legs.
âI used to have long hair like yours, my father hated it so I cut it off a few years ago and it was about the same length as yoursâ He says brushing it. I tried to picture him with really long hair. His hair was to his shoulders and he always kept it pulled back but to try to picture him with hair the length of mine was a bit hard. Mine sat past my bum and was a pain in the ass especially when I accidentally sat on it. I shivered as he ran the brush through my hair. I used to love when my mother played with my hair when she was alive.
âI need to cut it, it is getting too longâ I tell him and it was. The weight was ridiculous.
âI can cut it for you tomorrow if you wantâ he says and I nod. He places the brush down before I feel his fingers gliding over my scalp as he braids it. It took him ages but he never complained and I was almost falling asleep with him playing with my hair.
âCan I go outside tomorrow?â I ask him while yawning and he pauses, grabbing the hair tie of the bedside table and tying the braid in place.
âWill you run again?â He asks and I shake my head, he leans forward pressing his chin on my shoulder and I shudder at the feel of his breath on my neck.
âLet me mark youâ He says, turning his face toward mine.
âLet me mark you and you can come and go as you please, I know I can always find you if I have marked youâ Andrei says.
âBut I will go into heatâ I tell him and he nods.
âIs that a bad thing Sage, we are mates we will have sx eventuallyâ He says seeming so sure. He could think that all he wants but if I have my way I am never having sx again it is painful and humiliating. âWhat is it?â He says when he feels me stiffen.
âIâm not having s*x with youâ I tell him.
âWe have to s*x Sage to complete the marking, I get they did horrid things to you but I am not them and I will not hurt youâ Andrei says and not even Sierra seems sure by his words and I could hear Donnie pestering her and wanting answers from her.
I shift my weight moving off Andreiâs lap and I growl at Sierra when I hear her answering his wolf. Andrei growls pulling me closer, his arms tightening around me.
â I wont force you, but s*x isnât supposed to hurt and you shouldnât be uncomfortable Sage, I am not them so you donât have to worry about me hurting you. Or the act itself hurting, I would never make you do anything you donât want to do, not when it comes to your bodyâ
âI will take you for a run tomorrow, but you stay with Donnie, I just need to head into town in the morning. We will go when I get backâ Andrei adds before letting me go. Andrei pulls the blanket back climbing under the covers and I lay down on my side away from him. I was used to his presence now.
I no longer feared going to sleep and I knew most of the time he hardly slept as I would hear him moving around the place, or going into the basement or the room down the hall with all the TV screens.
Fated To The Alpha ï¤Chapter 137 Alpha's Regret-My Luna Has A Son ï¤Chapter 149: Epilogue Waking in the morning though I realized he was already gone, his side of the bed cold and the house was eerily quiet. Getting up, I quickly use the bathroom before brushing my teeth. When I am done I walk downstairs to the kitchen intending to make some toast when I hear a groaning noise coming from the basement.
I stop pressing my ear against the door, whoever it was they were in pain. I take a step toward the kitchen when I hear the noise again making me stop. My subconscious eating at me that I was choosing to ignore the poor victim trapped down there. I would hate it if someone ignored my cries for help.