Captive Of The Alpha
Chapter 16

Hades touched his neck where the skin had regenerated, but was still tender. He growled, ruffling the skin of those present.

Caesar closed his briefcase after two days of caring for his alpha while Leoxi had returned as soon as he felt a strange sensation that didn’t feel good and when he arrived his suspicions were born.

Now, Hades was in a very, very, very bad mood. He had been bitten by an omega, a mere omega, queen and all they wanted, but omega and he had been on the verge of death, after saving her.

Some things had to be put in their place and show who was boss. F**k me being afraid of alphas. He’d saved her life. Adopted her into his pack. Gave him his own b***d and this was how he was repaying him.

He sat up, pulling on the silk shirt he’d found over the back of a chair and leaving it open.

-Where do you think you’re going,” Caesar stood in front of him and fell silent as he met the alpha’s eyes. He swallowed dryly and moved out of the way.

Hades, known as the benevolent one, only until he was assaulted, or someone close to him. Seran had learned to behave this way not exactly from the air.

Leoxi followed him without a word. He knew that right now his brother was in full alpha mode and anything that bothered him was dead prey.

They stopped in front of the door where the she-wolf was. Two guards, plus his beta were there and greeted him.

Seran was shocked to see his alpha there and so…out of the ordinary. He hadn’t worried about his image which he always wore intact. His black hair was loose and tousled in waves that had flowed back from his shoulder. His trousers were baggy, his shirt unbuttoned, his shoes off and his gaze fixed on the door like someone waiting for a snack behind an obstacle.

-Alpha. We have kept the attack on you a secret. The cubs are confined to their rooms with guards. The beta of the grey pack was confined along with his people and they are being supervised.

-Is he back to his human form yet,” he asked dryly.

Seran thought he hadn’t heard the little report, but he knew his alpha trusted him enough to deal with the situation.

-No my alpha. He has been reluctant since that day. He maintains his wolf form. We’ve given him no food or water, and we expected him to collapse as weak as he is, but he’s a tough nut to crack.

Hades advanced towards the door and took hold of the handle and removed the latch, which was hardly budging. The door had lost stability and the frame was unbalanced by the constant pounding.

-Be careful, alpha,” one of the guards warned him, “This wolf is still as aggressive as before.

Hades only gave him a sidelong glance and the man fell silent, walking backwards. The alpha stretched all 6’3″ of him and opened the door, stepping inside and closing it behind him without locking it.

He swallowed a g***n. The room was literally in ruins. The bed shredded, the sheets everywhere splattered with drops of b***d. Furniture bitten and others scratched. The window curtains were all torn and the nail marks on the glass were evident.

To one side there was a thin ball of hair that had his back to her. It seemed to be sleeping soundly amidst the mess of fabric. He could see how its paws had fresh wounds adorning its body in addition to the ones it already possessed.

He took another step without showing any expression. The wolf’s ears gently lifted to make way for its head to turn towards him. Two reddened orbs made an attempt to look at him.

The she-wolf struggled to her feet and faced him, baring her fangs and ruffling the fur on her back. The flaps of her nose twitched up and down as if trying to take in the scent of everything around her to see what was going on.

Hades did not move. The she-wolf had lost all control over her and was only acting on instinct, she had to be careful.

He took a step forward intimidating her both by his size as well as his scent, but that only had the opposite effect.

The she-wolf cowered even more annoyed. Her paws tensed in an attempt to maintain her weight which worked against her, causing her to lurch sideways.

The alpha gently removed his shirt and let it fall to the ground. He had seen how fast she was, he couldn’t risk making any sudden moves, not if he didn’t want to get the b***d flowing, it wasn’t his goal to kill her, not after everything that had happened. Besides the smell she was giving off now was making him uneasy. It was soft, sweet, he liked it.

He unbuttoned the button on his trousers and unzipped them to let the garment go with the other. The she-wolf recoiled, growling, misinterpreting the action. A werewolf in front of her and alpha, naked, she could only interpret it one way.

Hades let a thick layer of black fur cover his body until he was on all fours in his wolf form more than half her size.

He growled. Loudly, loudly, it echoed through the room. The she-wolf lowered her ears and tucked her tail between her paws, but without hiding her teeth. She was frightened, but she would not stop fighting. Hades had put himself between her and the door, so getting out would be a feat.

The black wolf approached slowly, but without hesitation. She began to back away involuntarily. Survival instinct was greater than any other. She stopped in her tracks and when he was a safe distance away she took another bite at his throat. An action he narrowly dodged and in response he snarled at her, baring his massive fangs against her muzzle, knocking her back.

The alpha’s eyes were bright and menacing, his fur was ruffled making him appear larger and his breath came out in smoke from his muzzle.

She could do nothing as he circled her. Her paws gave way and she fell to the ground on her belly, feeling him then stand over her and drop down, holding her to the ground with his weight. His strong heartbeat thundered in her back and she felt so small with this beast on her body. The heat on her shuddered and despite wanting to bite him, to tear at some limb she couldn’t reach as he held her tightly, only a low pitiful m**n came from her throat. The haze in her vision began to fade. The red iris was becoming clearer.

Still she writhed beneath the alpha uncomfortable and terrified by his touch.

The she-wolf, for the first time in her life, felt real fear. A different fear than Rudoc’s fear of her. This one was more raw, more demanding, more animalistic.

It demanded her absolute submission.