Sold To The Alpha
A Love spoken Chapter 42

Olivia stared around the cell that she was in, the silver that had been wrapped around her wrists and ankles burning into her flesh, leaving red scars that she was sure would soon be so deep that they would never fully heal. There were no windows to her room, the only light coming through the small barred opening in the top of the metal door that sealed her inside.

Her mind wandered to Vaughn, Gabriella and Rowan, her face crumbling as she remembered the horror in Gabriella's face when she realised that the men who were supposed to love them both had betrayed them. Olivia struggled against her bonds again, her wolf whimpering in her mind as the silver cut viscously into her skin, she needed to get out of here, Gabriella was still with those traitors, who knew what would happen to her. 'Crescent Wolf' came the soft melodic voice of the High Priestess from the other side of the door, 'why do you struggle, you know that it will just increase your discomfort.

Olivia glared up at the bars, just able to make out the features of the witch as she looked down at her curiously, curled up on the floor of the cell.

'My friend is in danger, I will never stop fighting until I get to her' she snarled back roughly.

The High Priestess chuckled, 'your young friend is in no danger child, you were the one I wanted and the one I bargained for not her, she is free to return to her family' she replied quietly. Calming down slightly, Olivia gazed up at the witch, unsure why, but feeling that she was telling the truth.

'Why do you want me?' she demanded, studying the shadowed features, as she spoke.

The Priestess gave a heavy sigh, 'that is a long story Crescent wolf' she replied wearily.

'I have a name' Olivia spat, 'it's Olivia, not Crescent wolf!'

The witch smiled, 'of course, Olivia, my apologies, when I was informed of you I was not given a gender let alone a name so to me you have always been the Crescent wolf' she said soothingly.

Shifting slightly, trying to get more comfortable on the hard stone floor, Olivia kept her gaze fixated on the witch, 'tell me why you want me' she said evenly.

The Priestess tapped her chin with her finger for a moment as if deep in thought, 'There was a warning about a marked wolf, he or she would be a danger to the Witches Coven' the witch began, 'It was foretold by the seers, that a wolf marked by the Goddess herself was coming and she would come to us and destroy all that we had. It took time but finally we discovered the marking, the crescent moon, that would show us the dangerous shifter.'

'I am not dangerous' Olivia growled angrily as the High Priestess shhed her.

'Quiet child, if you want to know why you are here don't interrupt me' the Priestess said softly though her eyes flashed, silencing the she wolf.

'We searched for any mention of a wolf marked with the crescent moon symbol and after much painstaking search and interrogation of reluctant wolves, we found out that they resided in a small isolated pack, the Moon Stone Pack. Though we could not ascertain the s*x or age of the one we sought, we had reliable Intel that this was the pack that we were looking

I sent witches to scout the pack house, they told me that though the place was isolated it was well guarded and trying to get in without some serious force would be difficult, by the time we had gained entry you would most likely have been whisked away.

I needed a new plan, I had heard of a skilled warrior, owned by the council so I paid them a visit and made them a trade, your life for what ever they desired. The trade was struck and the warrior was dispatched, her went alone and massacred your pack, no man, woman or child was left alive, or so we thought' she whispered, relishing the pain rolling off the caged she wolf in front of her.

Olivia swallowed down the bile that was rising in her throat, listening to this woman taking delight in the slaughter of her family and pack, leaving her homeless and alone.

'The warrior confirmed your death, promised that every member had been executed, that there was no chance that you had survived as he had struck quickly giving no time for them to smuggle you out. But alas, it seems he was remiss, his thorough check of the pack house had failed to replace your hiding place, you were found and taken to a protection that my seers could not penetrate until you left the safety of your new home. You appeared in a dream to my most trusted seer and I found that the council had deceived me, you were still alive and as such a threat to our existence.

I returned to the council and demanded they fulfil their debt to me and they re-sent their warrior to replace you, but I was not going to take a second chance with your life so I had him team up with another'

'Vaughn' Olivia muttered bitterly.

The High Priestess nodded with a cruel smile, 'oh he was more than happy to help me, obviously he had no idea that you were his mate, that was just a bonus for us all, as you blindly followed him with complete faith in your ridiculous mate bond. He played his part well I have to say as it looks like you actually fell in love with him, thus making his job so much easier, so I thank you for that Olivia' she said softly.

Olivia growled in fury, 'he is a traitor, and I will have my revenge'

The High Priestess laughed, 'oh Olivia, I do love a girl with determination, but unfortunately, Prince Vaughn shall return to his castle, back to his life, with his part of our agreement intact. He will replace himself another that is much more worthy of the title of Queen of the Vampires than some orphaned she wolf. You on the other hand, will remain here with me.

Olivia's eyes flashed, 'I hope whatever he got for me was worth it, I hope it brings him great joy to know the blood on his hands for his little trinket that was worth my life' she spat.

The High Priestess' smile widened at the she wolf's angry words, 'oh Olivia, I do not intend to kill you' she muttered.

Olivia's eyes snapped up to meet her captor's, 'you just said you wanted me dead' she snarled.

The High Priestess nodded, 'it's true, when I first learned about you, you concerned me, something about you is a threat to this Coven, maybe even the entire Witch community, I wanted you gone. Now though, I admit myself intrigued, what is so special about you Olivia? What did the Goddess bestow upon you that would give you the power to threaten the strongest Coven in the world' she mused, tapping her ringed finger against the bars as she pondered. 'I need to know Olivia, by killing you I am leaving a question unanswered and possibly a magical source untapped' she added with a viscous grin.

Shrinking away from the door, Olivia stared at her, suddenly wary, 'what do you mean by untapped?' she demanded, curling her arms around her legs in a protective stance.

'I mean, that you my dear, are about to become my little guinea pig, we are going to work together to replace out exactly what power you possess and maybe, just maybe, I can turn you from a threat to my coven into an asset' the Priestess replied softly as she placed the key in the lock and turned it slowly until there was a deep resounding click that echoed through the stone hallways.

'You stay away from me' Olivia growled, trying to will her claws to come forward but the silver chains were keeping her wolf firmly locked in the back of her mind.

'Oh don't worry Olivia, this won't hurt.. much' the witch said as she stepped inside the door, a small bag clasped in her hand. Walking over to the terrified she wolf, the Priestess dropped to her knees as she waved her hand, freezing Olivia in place so she couldn't move. Opening the bag, she pulled out a bottle of iodine, some cloth, a tourniquet, needle and syringe.

Pulling Olivia's arm toward her, she carefully clipped the elasticated tourniquet around the she wolf's arm, pulling it tight as veins started to show up under her skin.

'Oh now that looks like a good option' the witch muttered as she ran her taloned fingernail down Olivia's skin over a prominent vein, causing the younger woman to screw up her face in distaste.

Picking up the iodine bottle, the witch quickly poured some onto the cloth and wiped Olivia's arm before looking up at her with a wicked smile, 'we don't want you to get infected now do we, not when we have such important work to do together!

Letting go of Olivia's arm that remained outstretched in front of her, the High Priestess picked up the package containing the needle, ripping it open and attaching it the syringe. Turning back toward the she wolf, she grabbed her arm once again and placed the needle against her skin, pushing it into the vein with a satisfied smile as the blood began to fill the compartment.

Once the syringe was full, she placed the cloth over the needle, withdrawing it quickly and putting pressure on the small wound for a few moments.

Standing up, the Priestess stepped back toward the door, waving her hand again and releasing Olivia from her spell.

'See now that wasn't so bad was it my little pet' the priestess crooned as the young woman scowled back up at her with loathing.

'What is your name' Olivia suddenly asked, taking the Priestess by surprise.

'Why do you ask little wolf?' she queried mockingly.

Olivia glared back at her, 'well as we seem to be going to spend a lot of time together, I think I at least deserve your name' she replied.

Tilting her head slightly, the Priestess gave a small nod, 'it is Talia' she said smoothly, 'the High Priestess Talia.

'Talia' Olivia replied in a low tone, her eyes following the Priestess as she exited the cell, shutting the door behind her and locking it securely. 'Until next time Talia' she called out loudly, 'come prepared' she added with a grim smile.

Talia stared back at her, a cruel grin spreading across her own face from the veiled threat, 'oh I will Crescent wolf' she whispered, 'I shall come well prepared for our next meeting'