Sold To The Alpha
A Love spoken Chapter 45

'What is it?' Talia muttered as she paced the floor of the cell next to Olivia's weakened body, 'what is so special damned about you? I've tested your blood with everything I can think of and there is nothing! Only dirty filthy werewolf blood!'

Olivia lay on the floor, her wolf silent within her, the silver chains cutting into her skin but she could no longer feel it. After a full night of repeated tests on the she wolf's blood, the high priestess had soon given up with syringes and taken to slitting the she wolf's veins open with a silver knife and collecting it in a dish as experiment after experiment had given her no answers. 'Maybe I'm not the one you were warned about' she mumbled incoherently, her eyes closed as her ragged breathing echoed around the chamber.

Stopping her pacing, Talia spun around to the young she wolf, striding over and grabbing her hair, lifting her face from the floor, forcing her to look at her, 'you are the one the seers for saw Crescent Wolf, I know it and I will replace out what is so dangerous about you, I need to know!' she snarled before releasing Olivia's hair, dropping her face against the cold hard stone floor.

Olivia let out a small groan as her cheek made contact with the unforgiving ground, the impact cracking her cheek bone due to her weakened state.

'I just need to look harder' Talia grumbled to herself, pulling out the knife from the sheath attached to her waist.

'Please don't' Olivia begged, her eyes barely able to remain open as she struggled to focus on the blood stained metal, 'my wolf can no longer heal me, I won't be able to stop the blood any more, I'll die'

Talia snorted derisively, 'you won't die wolf, don't try to lie to me so that I will spare you!' she snapped as she grabbed Olivia's arm and pressed it to her skin as blood started to ooze down her skin.

'Please' Olivia repeated, 'my wolf is dying from the silver, please just give me time to heal.

Ignoring the young woman's pleas, Talia placed her bowl under the dripping wound, capturing Olivia's blood before dropping her wrist in disgust before picking up the ceramic container off of the floor and sweeping out of the room without a backwards glance. a lone tear ran down Olivia's cheek, she lay unmoving on the concrete, blood slowly pooling around her arm from the deep wound that refused to knit closed.

'Help me' she muttered drowsily to herself, as her eyes closed and she slipped from consciousness.

******

Holding Gabriella tightly in his arms, Vaughn kept muttering softly in her ear until the teenager's tears ran dry and her shaking body began to still. Pulling away from her gently, Vaughn brushed her hair from her face and smiled gently down at her, 'you didn't do anything wrong Gabby, you protected us, they were evil and needed to be returned to where they came from' he whispered soothingly.

Gabriella nodded as she drew in deep breaths, trying to calm herself, 'I know, I've just never had to injure anything before let alone kill them, I was always surrounded by warriors, mum and dad protected me and my brothers from this side of our lives' she admitted, 'now I know why Nate changed so much after going to Red Moon, he saw what Henry and I have never had to witness, and now I have too!

Vaughn looked up at Rowan who was watching the pair, his gaze furious but the spell upon him making him unable to reach out and rip his mate from his friend's embrace.

'I think Rowan would like the chance to comfort you Gabs' Vaughn said softly, causing the princess to look up and view the warrior's murderous glare.

Huffing, Gabriella crossed her arms, 'I don't believe he has any right to get all territorial, he and you lied to me and put my friend in danger' she grumbled.

'We know Gabs, but we really had no choice and we are both trying our best to put it right again' Vaughn replied miserably.

Growling her displeasure, Gabriella stood up and pulled Rowan's arms around her, feeling the warrior relax as he breathed in her scent, 'I am still furious with you' she muttered into his chest, 'but I needed a hug and Vaughn's are not that great'

'Hey!' Vaughn growled in annoyance, 'I happen to give amazing hugs! Maybe you just don't appreciate a good hug when you get one!'

Cracking a small smile, Gabriella pulled away from Rowan, who's eyes darkened with disappointment, 'enough of the love fest and jealousy, we have a she wolf to rescue' she declared determinedly.

Setting off further into the woods, they only took a dozen steps when Vaughn gripped his arm, grunting in pain.

'Are you OK?' Gabriella asked, looking back in concern at the noise.

'Pain, in my arm' the prince grunted back, his brow furrowed, 'and in my heart.." he added, his worry increasing as he stared up at his friends, 'it's not my pain' he whispered.

'Olivia?' Gabriella asked, as the colour drained from her face, 'you haven't felt pain before right? Does this mean they are hurting her now?'

Vaughn shook his head, 'no, I felt like something was off but I didn't feel pain, but we aren't fully mated yet, I haven't marked her. If I can feel her pain now, she must be in.. he cut his words off quickly, his pupils dilating in hopelessness and anger, 'she's dying' he whispered hoarsely, 'I can feel her leaving me!'

Stumbling back a step, Gabriella started to look around them before grabbing Rowan's hand and beckoning to Vaughn.

'Come on' she demanded, 'we need to replace her!'

Hurrying after the pair, they burst through trees and bushes trying to make their way back to the Coven.

'Hold on Olivia, we are coming' thought Vaughn desperately, trying to form a link with his mate as he raced toward her, praying they would get to her in time.

******

As she lay drowning in her unconscious state, Olivia heard her wolf whimper in the darkness.

'Hello? Are you there?' she called out, trying to feel her way around to locate the noise coming from her animal side.

The whimpering increased as the young woman scrabbled around inside her own mind, her hands questing into the nothingness until the fell upon a soft furry coat. Curling herself up next too the barely breathing form, Olivia tried to comfort her other half. 'I'm dying' her wolf Olive murmured hopelessly.

'No, don't say that, we can get through this' Olivia replied desperately, burying her face into the warmth of her wolf's fur.

'The silver is too much, we are losing too much blood Olivia, I am sorry I couldn't save you, be the wolf you deserved' the she wolf replied huskily.

'No!' Olivia cried, 'don't you say that, you are strong, you can fight this, we are marked by the Goddess, don't you dare give up on me!' she flared pulling on the wolf's fur, trying to shake the huge weight with her bare hands. Opening her eyes slightly, the wolf sighed, 'I will try Olivia, for you, but the silver has weakened me so much, I am so tired' she muttered as her eyelids drooped again.

'Wake up!' Olivia growled vehemently, 'open your eyes, we are not going out like this Olive!'

Forcing her eyes to open again, Olive stared into her human's grief stricken eyes, her own heart sending a pang of pain at the look on Olivia's face, shaking her head, the Wolf tried to stand, her legs immediately buckling underneath her. 'I'm so tired, please just let me sleep' the wolf murmured, her voice fading

'You can do this Olive, I am here' Olivia whispered into the wolf's ear, causing the she wolf to open her eyes again, as she placed her arms around the animal's girth and lifted with all her remaining strength to bring the wolf to her feet.

Shaking from the exertion, Olive raised her head, letting out a soft howl as her body started to glow, Olivia began to feel power radiating through her as her wolf's fur took on a soft light that seemed to just keep growing, lighting up the darkness around them before it became blinding and the young woman had to shield her own eyes from the brightness.

Slowly she felt herself slipping backwards, grabbing frantically, she tried to grab hold of her wolf, who's fur ran through her fingers like water.

'It's OK Olivia' came her wolf's weak yet determined voice, 'you are going back, hold on, we are going to get through this.

Rushing backwards through her own mind, she felt the darkeness spinning around her until with a painful groan she forced her eyes open to focus on the stark grey walls of her cell.

Pushing herself into a sitting position, she gazed down at the dried crimson puddle that had congealed on the floor beside her. Looking at her arm, Olivia took in the deep scar that ran the length of her forearm that had finally knitted together. 'Fight Olivia' came the distant voice of her wolf from the recesses of her mind.

Anger started to build inside of her, her wolf had fought with everything she had to keep them alive, and now it was time for Olivia to take over.

Pushing herself to her feet, Olivia felt her rage intensifying causing her body to quiver, heat rising throughout her as if her blood was some form of lava rushing around her body.

Raising her head, her eyes that were now a deep red, fixated on heavy metal door, growling she clenched her fists, wave upon wave of anger rolled off of her as her silver shackles began to melt from her wrists. With a roar of unquenchable wrath, the she wolf yanked her hands upwards, snapping the softened silver from her body.

Marching over to the door, she pressed her hands against the steel over the lock, feeling the metal start to bow under the heat that was radiating from her touch. A snarl of pleasure rose from her lips as the lock broke and she swung the door open on its hinges. Stepping out into the corridor, her eyes flashed from left to right as her wolf hearing listened for the sounds of her captors, honing in on the sound of voices, Olivia sneered, her mind lost to the rage as flames erupted from her palms and dancing powerfully over her skin, only one thought was now penetrating her mind, the need for revenge.