Sold To The Alpha
A Lost Princess Chapter 37

'Rowan! Where are you? We need to pack right now!' Graham shouted as he rushed through the house, grabbing their belongings before heading back up the stairs two at a time and thundering back through Isabella's bedroom door.

Running in behind him, Rowan's worried voice said, 'why? what's happe... What the f**k did you do to Bella?!'

Hurrying over to the unconscious girl that was still slumped on to the bed, Rowan checked her pulse as Graham sighed dejectedly. 'They found her' he said in a matter of a fact tone, 'we need to move, one of them is her mate and though she rejected him, he's obviously of Alpha blood, I could smell it on him, he won't give her up that easily!'

What the hell did you do G?' Rowan growled angrily, though his face paled at the mention of Bella's mate.

'I gave her the potion to make her forget everything, it's knocked her out and I don't know how long she will remain like that. We need to get her somewhere safe before she comes too and then we can give her a new set of memories!

Rowan stared down at the young girl laying on the bed, her breathing shallow, conflict raged on his face before he slowly turned toward the door and left to go pack his belongings.

Grabbing Bella's clothes from the drawers, Graham stuffed them all into a back pack that he slung over his shoulders. Bending over the sleeping form, he carefully removed the ankle guard, letting it drop to the floor as he lifted the teen into his arms, cradling her like a precious baby as he wrapped the bed blanket around her body.

Sweeping his eyes around the room one last time, he carried Isabella through the door and down the stairs, meeting the harassed warrior at the front door who was holding his own and Graham's bags in his hands.

Kicking the door open, Graham strode out into the night, tucking the blanket tightly around her tiny form as he lifted his face and inhaled, catching the scent of the intruders that was leading away from his needed direction. Turning the opposite way he hurried through the woods, thanking the Moon Goddess for granting them a clear path toward the edge of the forest and to Rowan's car that had remained hidden on the outskirts since Bella had arrived with them.

Jogging through the woods, the pair kept their eyes peeled for intruders that might ambush them as they tried to escape. Though the Alpha seemed to only be travelling with a few companions, Graham couldn't risk becoming complacent not knowing if they had reinforcements hidden within the tree line.

Dodging past the branches they finally arrived at Rowan's car, pulling off the twigs and moss that he had used to disguise it, the warrior jumped behind the wheel and coaxed the engine to splutter unhappily into life.

'Maybe I should have come back periodically and started her up' Rowan mused ruefully as he pulled his seat belt on and Graham placed the sleeping teenager delicately on the back seat before running round to the passenger side and hopping in. Gunning the engine, Rowan pulled out of the enclosed area, trampling bushes as he went, guiding the car through the surrounding greenery until they finally reached a disused dirt track that led them out onto the open roads.

As they drove along, Rowan kept checking the rear view mirror worriedly, glancing at the sleeping female that was unresponsive to the bumps and jolts under their wheels.

'She broke through' Graham said, interrupting the warriors thoughts, 'She manifested her powers, pushed her mate over the balcony.

Surprised, Rowan shot the werewolf a quick look before concentrating back onto the road, 'are you sure? She has never been able too in all of our lessons!'

Graham nodded absent mindedly, 'I saw her do it, I think she just needed the right motivation to unlock her powers. Rejecting her mate seemed to release the dam so to speak!

'So where are we headed?' Rowan asked

'Back to Oak ridge' Graham replied quietly.

'What? We are no where near ready for that' Rowan argued angrily.

'No we are not, and we are not actually going to take on Oak Ridge pack, we are just going to place ourselves in the vicinity whilst Isabella evolves into her part. I have a hide out in the region, where I holed up after those bastards kicked me out. It's close enough that we can keep an eye on what is going on, but tucked away enough that none of the scouts will stumble upon it. he growled fiercely.

After a few hours, a stirring in the back of the car brought their attention to Isabella, who seemed to be struggling against the darkness she was stuck inside of.

'We need to replace a motel and get her inside before she wakes up' Graham said worriedly, 'if she wakes up in the car she is going to freak out, we need to get her somewhere we can make her feel protected.'

Following signs for a small town, Rowan eventually pulled up outside of a small motel. Parking up outside, he clambered out of the car and headed into the reception, returning moments later with a key and a crudely drawn map.

Slipping back inside, he drove round to the back of the building and parked in front of a steel door with the number 4 painted on it.

Grabbing the bags, Rowan headed to the door whilst Graham gathered up the fidgeting girl, carrying her into the room and laying her down on one of the single beds.

'I have the owner bringing us a spare cot so we can all remain in the room together' Rowan said, taking a seat by the small chipped desk and watching Isabella as she slowly opened her eyes.

Staring around herself, her eyes fell on the two men and she shrank back from them immediately, fear etched on her face.

'Who are you?' she demanded, 'why am I here?'

Reaching out for the terrified teenager, Graham perched himself on the edge of the bed, taking her hands in his.

'Isabella, I am so glad you are awake, I have been so worried.' he said, smiling down at her affectionately, 'what do you remember?'.

Looking down at their entwined hands, Isabella rose her gaze again to study Graham's face. 'I know my name is Isabella, I am a werewolf, I am eighteen years old and.. and.. nothing else, who are you?' she asked again, her voice quivering as she stared at the stranger warily. 'I am your father Isabella' Graham said with a smile.

'Why don't I remember you?' she stammered, her eyes wide with shock.

Shaking his head sadly, Graham replied, 'You had an accident baby girl, a bad man attacked our pack, you got hit in the head and it's wiped your memory. I managed to get you out, Rowan here' he added pointing behind him, 'he helped me get you to safety, but your mother... she's still there' he finished sadly.

Tears filled the young girls eyes as she listened to the older man's story, 'Is she alive?' she whispered, her voice breaking.

'I think so baby girl' Graham said with a small encouraging smile, 'and if she is, we are going to get her back'

Scowling at the thoughts that were rolling around her head, Isabella growled, 'who took my mother, dad? Who attacked our pack?'

'A man named Justin did' Graham spat, his anger breaking through for a moment.

'Justin' Isabella breathed, her face fixed as her hate for this unknown man entered her heart. 'I shall kill him father, I will avenge my pack' she muttered.

Placing a calming hand onto her arm, Graham smiled down at the furious teenager, 'we need to prepare angel, we are very lucky that you are a very special werewolf, you have a power within you that is only for the most amazing of our kind to possess' Staring at the older man incredulously she replied sceptically, 'if I'm so strong and fabulous, how did another wolf over power us?' she asked.

Sighing deeply, Graham shook his head, 'he had learnt of you baby, he took you out first whilst we slept, without you we stood no chance against him and his warriors!

Growling angrily, Isabella clenched her fists tightly, 'he will not surprise me again father, I promise you that'. Turning to face the warrior sat on the chair opposite her she raised an eyebrow to him. 'So who are you? And why did you help my father save me?' she asked candidly.

Giving a small smile, Rowan replied, 'My name is Rowan, Isabella, we have been friends for a long time, I call you Bella' he added as she nodded recognising the nickname. 'We were becoming more than friends though, we have feelings for each other, when you were in trouble I had to help you.'

Sending a sharp glance toward Graham who quickly smoothed over his shocked face before the teenager returned her gaze to him, Rowan stood up and approached the confused girl, taking one of her hands and holding it softly in his own. 'You are very special to me Bella, there is nothing I would not do for you. I will be there when you go to save your mother, no-one will rip me from your side' he swore, staring deeply into her eyes as she gave a small smile of relief. 'Thank you Rowan' she replied, 'I appreciate your loyalty to my family!

Yawning loudly, she looked between the two men sheepishly, 'I'm kind of tired, would you mind if I got some sleep?' she asked.

Nodding their heads, the warriors stood up, Graham pulling down the covers as Isabella scooted toward the headboard and pushed her legs into the blankets.

Leaning over, Graham placed a soft kiss on the teenagers forehead as she snuggled down under the covers. 'Sleep well my sweet girl' he whispered as her eyes closed and her breathing deepened.