The Alpha’s Mate Who Cried Wolf

Chapter 14

I discard my heels and run in my tights as fast as possible.

“Get her boys!’ Zenith yells. John and James shift and chase me in their wolf forms. I run through the

trees and slip, rolling down a rocky hill.

My hair is messy, with leaves and twigs sticking out at many angles. I continue to run.

“Ryker!’ I scream at the top of my lungs. Someone hazardously throws me down. I kick and punch

them as hard as I can. A hand covers my mouth. The weight of a body holds me down. He is

completely naked now, in his human form.

‘Shh… shh, James whispers, stroking my face. I can’t free myself. My movements are futile.

‘Stop trying to fight me, he whispers. Tears roll down my cheeks.

‘Consummating the pairing already?’ John laughs.

‘Fuck off, John, he says to his brother.

‘Why did you scream out for Ryker?’ James asks. He slowly removes his hand, and I spit in his face.

John laughs.

‘You better put her in her place before Dad does, James! You

know he won’t tolerate her treating you like that, John warns. James looks at me and wipes the spit

from his face with his free hand.

‘Look, if you’re going to be soft about it, I’ll put her in her place for you, James says.

‘Tell me, Astrid. Why did you call out for Ryker?’ He asks. I . want to spit in his face again, but he

covers my mouth with his hand before I can.

‘Astrid, I don’t want to hurt you, but you will leave me no choice if you don’t answer me,’ he snaps.

He removes his hand from my mouth. I look away. He holds my jaw in one hand, forcing me to look at

him.

‘Answer me, Astrid. This is your last warning, he says. I look James dead in the eyes.

‘Alpha Ryker is my mate! And I’m the Luna of Shadow Crest! | suggest you take your hands off me

before Ryker finds out where I am and rips you apart, limb by limb!’ I threaten. James growls in anger.

‘You’re my mate! Not his!’ He says. ‘Why didn’t the Moon Goddess bless me with a mate like you? Why

did she bless Alpha Ryker with you?’ He asks, frustrated.

“Maybe because she doesn’t like you!’ I say, kneeing him in the crotch. He falls back in pain. I quickly

wiggle myself from

under him and start running again.

‘Save the feistiness for the bedroom!’ James yells while John chases me in his wolf form. My foot

catches on something, and I fall face-first into the ground. I try to get up, but John presses his foot into

my back, keeping me down. He sits on me and moves my hair away from the back of my neck to inhale

my scent. He emits a lustful growl.

‘Why should James have all the fun?’ He says, rolling me onto my back and gazing into my eyes.

‘Why are you doing this? You have your mate. You have Amelia!’ I yell.

‘You’re so beautiful. I might need to help myself to a bite, John says. His wolf’s fangs protrude, and his

face lingers near my throat.

I scream as he is about to sink his teeth into my neck. His eyes were full of hunger. Then a flash

appears out of nowhere. James pulls John off me.

‘Are you fucking crazy?’ He yells at John.

‘Not only did you almost mark my mate, but you would also have killed Amelia for marking another she-

wolf!’ James yells.

I’m sorry. I couldn’t help it. Don’t tell Amelia, John begs.

‘I will not tell her anything. It’s Astrid you need to worry about with Amelia.’

I let them discuss their issues and run again. They shift, catch me again, and James knocks me down. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

He holds my arms behind my back in human form.

‘Enough, Astrid!’ He snaps, lifting me with my arms still restrained so I can’t hit him. He holds me closer

to his naked chest and carries me back to the packhouse.

‘About bloody time! Bring her downstairs!’ Zenith growls, walking down the staircase.

‘To the cells?’ James questions.

‘Do you expect her to stay in her room obediently?’ He asks.

‘No, but,’ he says.

‘She’ll keep in the cell until you have marked her. Then, she won’t be able to escape.’ John and James

follow Zenith downstairs to the basement. It’s dark and eerie, and I can hear water trickling in the walls

or the drainpipes and the squeaking sounds of mice. Our exhalations are misty in the coldness. I’m

shivering. James pulls me closer to keep me warm.

Zenith unlocks a cell door. James walks in and places me on a stone bench. Chains with silver cuffs

adorn the walls, and I’m thankful James doesn’t cuff me.

He kisses me on the forehead instead, making me shudder.

‘It’ll be okay, Astrid. We have some things to sort out. The sooner you let me mark you, the sooner we

can get you out of

this cell,’ he says, cradling my face in his hands. I jerk my head out of his grasp.

James leaves and stands beside John. Zenith comes into the cell and strikes me aggressively across

the face.

‘Try to run away again, and that split lip of yours will be the least of your worries!’ He snaps. He slams

the loud, creaking metal door closed, and the sound reverberates around the basement. He locks the

door with a key.

I hug my knees on the bench as they walk away. It’s dirty and cold where I sit. The stone wall behind

me is full of cobwebs. The few other cells I can see are the same. It’s pitch black, not even moonlight

comes in. My arms and legs sting from all the abrasions, but I can’t see them.

‘Ryker, I’m scared. I’m so scared. Please save me! I want to be back in your arms!’ I cry out, but no one

can hear.

At midnight, I’m still awake and freezing to death. I hear light footsteps coming downstairs. I squint

toward the stairs to see who it is.

Astrid, it’s me, Amelia,’ she whispers. Jumping up, I run to the cell door.

‘Amelia! Please, Amelia! Please help me. Please unlock the door,’ I beg.

‘Shh! I’m not supposed to be down here. I’ll get into trouble if

anyone finds out, she whispers. She passes me my hoodie from my room.

I thought you’d need this. I know how cold it gets down here, Amelia says.

‘Have they put you down here before?’ I ask. Amelia nods.

‘It was a long time ago. Alpha Zenith bought me from my old pack. He chose me as John’s mate. So, I

had to stay down here until John marked me,’ she says, sadly.

‘John isn’t your fated mate?’ I ask in disbelief.

‘No. And I haven’t been able to leave the packhouse since. If I found my true mate, he wouldn’t want

me now. I’m marked and mated by another,’ she sobs.

‘Oh Amelia, I’m so sorry,’ I empathically say.

‘l overheard James and Alpha Zenith arguing about you upstairs. Instead of down here, James is

begging him to let him chain you up in his room. That’s how I knew you were down here,’ she whispers.

We hold hands through the bars.

‘I don’t want you to have the same fate as me, Astrid. So, I will do everything to help you out of here,’

she says, as her eyes go glassy with tears.

‘I have to go now. I’ll come back when everyone is asleep tomorrow night. Don’t let him mark you, no

matter what, she says as she walks away.

I examine the cell and rattle every bar, hoping to find a flaw so I can break free and escape. But, to my

dismay, none of the metal bars moves or budge.

The ground is mainly dirt. I scoop dirt away from the back of the cell. After an hour of digging with my

hands, I hit a large stone.

I’m left defeated with no way out and curl up on the cold stone bench and hug myself. Even with my

hoodie, it’s still freezing. My teeth chatter, and I eventually fall asleep.