"No! Please, let me go! I don't want to go back to Alpha Tate! Please, he will hurt me," I beg.
"What Alpha Tate does with you is not our business!" he snaps.
"Now it's a long drive to Dawnbury, so I suggest you sit tight and stop talking!" he warns.
"Is that where Alpha Tate is?" I ask, sobbing.
"Yes," he replies.
"Who is Alpha Tate? Why would he hurt you?! What the hell is going on?" Sally asks.
I turn my head and look at her, "He was my Alpha and first mate, but he kept me as a slave and rejected me," I tell her.
"You were kept as a slave? Sally asks in horror. I nod. "What's an Alpha? And when you say mate, are you saying he is like your ex-boyfriend or something?" she asks.
"Will you all shut up back there!" the driver yells.
Sally is full of confusion but too scared to ask more questions or make a sound. It's now nightfall. Sally and I fall asleep against each other.
We are abruptly woken when the van door flies open. A torchlight shines over my face, making me squint.
"Slave, how I've missed you!" Alpha Tate says in a sadistic tone.
"You look so different, so beautiful, all scrubbed up, all nice and fancy!" he says, licking his lips.
"If you even think about laying a finger on her, I will cut your frigging balls off!" Sally yells.
"Well, well, I've always wanted a pet human," Tate chuckles.
"Why does everyone keep referring to me as a human? she yells.
Alpha Tate smirks, "You're going to be in for a big surprise," Alpha Tate laughs.
He leans into the van and grabs my arm, dragging me out. "Are you going to kill me?" I ask him.
"Well, that depends on you, Slave," he says, stroking my face.
I try to dodge my head away from his hand in disgust.
"My name is Hope! It's not Slave!" I yell at him.
"hmm, It does suit you," he grins, pulling my arm towards the pack house.
The other man grabs Sally, but she puts up a good fight kicking them before a second man approaches to help drag her behind us. I admire the courage and fight Sally has within her. We're taken to a room together, Alpha Tate pushes me into a lounge seat, and Sally is pushed beside me. The men leave, but one stands guard outside the room. Our hands are still bound behind our backs.
Alpha Tate sits in a chair opposite us and plonks his feet up onto the coffee table. He grabs an apple from a plate and starts slicing pieces off with a dirty knife.
"I'm Alpha Maximus's mate now!" I yell.
"Not if I mark you first!" he growls.
I glare at him. "Don't you dare!" I scowl.
"Lady, luck is on your side Hope because I don't plan on marking you tonight. Instead, I'm going to wait until Alpha Maximus finds you here, and I will do it in front of him as I planned on doing the night he was meant to die," he smiles.
"You're a monster," I shout.
"I love it when you call me names," he laughs.
"Are you going to untie my wrists?" I ask.
"I suppose I can untie you. It's not like you're strong enough to do anything," Alpha Tate laughs.
Using his dirty knife, he turns me around and cuts the cable ties.
I shift and pounce on him, growling, snapping, and snarling,
"Since when in the wands have you been able to shift?" he yells, trying to push me away.
I bite his arm, and he cries out in pain before shifting into his big grey wolf. We snarl and bite at each other. Then he grabs my neck with his teeth pressing down hard enough to cut off my oxygen.
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