Sold To The Alpha
A Love spoken Chapter 61

As she raced toward the she wolf, Gabriella felt two strong arms wrap around her, holding her back.

'Let me go' she screamed desperately as she struggled against her captor to reach her friend. 'Gabby, you can't, it's not safe' Rowan's voice shouted in her ear pulling her attention to him.

'She needs me' she whimpered, still trying to squirm her way out of his grip.

In front of them, Olivia was stood in the centre of the room, fire swirling around her body like an undulating snake as she held a screaming man in her grip.

His face was a mess of black char, his eyes wide open as his ear splitting screams filled the room. Beside her feet was an older man, a syringe still gripped in his hand, his neck snapped and his body still smouldering from the she wolf's touch. The rest of the council were cowering behind the desk as the she wolf laughed manically in the face of her captive.

'How does it feel Eton?' she hissed in pleasure, 'how does it feel to boil alive from the inside? I would turn up the heat but I'd hate for you to miss any minute of what you deserve!

'Olivia' Vaughn called out softly, 'put him down.

The she wolf flinched as if trying to shake a tick from her body, her grip tightening on the collector's throat as she continued to gaze into his eyes.

'Olivia please, this isn't you' Vaughn pleaded, 'you will hate yourself when you come down, please let go.

Flashing her red eyes in his direction, Olivia growled, 'he betrayed me, he deserves to die' she snapped, 'just like you betrayed me' she added.

'Do you want to kill me too?' Vaughn asked, stepping toward her slowly, watching as the she wolf flinched at his words, 'surely what I did is worse than this collector, he did his job, I was your mate Olivia, I deserve your wrath, not him! Olivia shook her head, her grip loosening slightly as the Collector's screams died down, his eyes losing their light.

'Let go Olivia, he's gone, he can't hurt you now, no-one can, I didn't protect you before but I will never allow anyone to hurt you again' Vaughn continued, his eyes fixated on his mate who turned slightly to watch his approach, her head to one side as if unsure of his intentions.

'You don't want me' Olivia replied, her voice wavering slightly as the fire around her subsided slightly.

'I want you Olivia, I want you more than I've wanted anything in my entire life' Vaughn whispered desperately, 'but this is not about what I want, it's about what you want' he said sincerely.

As the she wolf released the collector's lifeless body a movement behind them caught her attention, seeing that the young woman was calming down, the head Elder had stood up shakily. His gaze sweeping over the group, his eyes landed on Rowan as his face contorted into a sneer.

'Rowan!' he ordered loudly, 'grab the syringe and subdue to the weapon.'

Rowan froze in place, his hands dropping from Gabriella who turned toward him worriedly.

'Rowan?' she called gently, placing her hands on his face, 'don't listen to him, stay with me Rowan.'

Striding out from his hiding place, the Elder remained by the table but beckoned to the warrior who automatically made his way toward him as if compelled.

Once in front of him, the Elder grinned triumphantly, 'good boy Rowan, you know what happens when you disappoint me' he said as the warrior kept his gaze down.

'Rowan! don't do this!' Gabriella shouted desperately, 'you can fight this, please Rowan, for me!'

The Elder stared down at his warrior as he leaned closer and said in a low voice, 'go and pick up the syringe Rowan'

Turning, Rowan walked back to the lifeless body that was still next to Olivia's feet. The she wolf hissed at him warningly, raising her hands in defence as Gabriella started to scream in panic.

'No! Olivia please don't hurt him! Rowan! Stop, please stop' she begged.

Olivia started to fight internally within herself, her mind wanting to protect herself as her heart yearned to stop the pain that was coursing through one of her closest friends.

Keeping his eyes on Olivia, Rowan slowly bent down, plucking the syringe from the palm of the dead Elder before straightening up and turning back to the head Elder as if waiting for instructions.

'Well done Rowan' crooned the Elder, 'now use that syringe to subdue the weapon' he ordered pointing a gnarled finger at the she wolf who was watching Rowan, her hands in front of her body, flames encasing them as she watched the werewolf warily but still didn't attack.

Turning back to Olivia, Rowan raised the syringe, his eyes connected to hers, Vaughn and Gabriella both now screaming at the warrior who's blank expression suddenly curled into a grin, winking at the trio he lifted his hand into the air before slamming it downward, releasing the syringe that broke against the hard stone floor, spilling the contents.

Turning back to the Elders, Rowan growled angrily, 'you don't control me any more' he spat furiously. 'You hurt me, that I can deal with, but then you hurt my friend and that is never going to be OK, and for that you need to die!'

The smirk of triumph slid off of the Elder's face being replaced with a look of confusion and then dawning horror as Rowan's body began to snap and shift, his strong muscular frame becoming the large silver wolf that let out a howl of warning.

The two other elders, backed away from the table trying to flee from the room through a door at the far end. Racing after them, Rowan jumped and landed between them and the exit as he snarled menacingly. 'Please, we didn't do anything, it was all him' one begged, pointing back at the head Elder who was watching the werewolf in terror.

Growling angrily, Rowan shook his fur our before leaping at one of the men, pushing him to the floor, silencing his scream as he ripped his throat out easily. Looking up at the second man, he stepped off the dead body, prowling toward him as the terrified man backed up, his hands out in front of him in a protective stance.

'Please Rowan' he stuttered desperately.

The low rumble of a growl in the warrior's chest told him that he would get no escape from the angry werewolf. Dropping his hands in defeat, the man closed his eyes as Rowan launched his body at him, grabbing him by the neck as they fell and ripping his head from his body with ease.

Turning back to the head Elder who was still frozen in shock, watching the brutal deaths of his comrades, Rowan slowly, purposefully stalked toward him, his hackles raised as the low growl rolled around the room, echoing off the walls.

Reaching into his pocket, the Elder brought out his electric stick, a slight smirk returning to his face as he noticed Rowan flinch slightly at the sight of it.

'Remember this Rowan?' he called out as he sidled around the room away from the dangerous wolf toward the back exit, making sure to keep a barrier between himself at Olivia who was stood in the middle of the room, watching the scene unfold as Vaughn continued to mutter to her, trying to keep her calm.

Rowan let out a Howl of anger as he continued his advance, his eyes black with fury as the movie reel of his own t*****e played through his mind.

'You are going to let me go Rowan' the Elder called out as he continued to edge closer to his escape, 'you know what happens when you don't do as you are told!

Rage overtaking him, Rowan charged toward the Elder who let out a squeak of fear, beating the wolf with the stick, electricity screaming through the warrior's body as he snapped and snarled at the Elder's torso and limbs.

Struggling with the dial that was built into the handle, the Elder turned it up to full as Rowan snapped down on his arm, crushing the bone between his jaws.

Ramming the end of the baton between Rowan's shoulder blades, he grinned through his pain as the warrior let out a howl of pain, releasing him before slumping to the floor unconscious.

Turning back toward the exit, he took a single step before a heavy weight landed on his back, pushing him to the ground, the baton flying from his grip and skidding across the flagstones out of reach.

Looking fearfully over his shoulder, the Elder whimpered as the white fur and blazing eyes of Gabriella came into view. Letting out a loud anguished growl, the teenager extended her claws, piercing the Elder's skin across his shoulders as he screamed in pain. Dragging her claws downwards, she ripped ribbons through his flesh, pinning him down with her weight as the old man tried to writhe away from the agony.

Placing her mouth around the arm that had held the baton, the princess clenched her jaw, snapping the bone cleanly.

Stepping off of him, the she wolf grabbed his leg and dragged him over so that he was laying on his back before standing over him, her snout inches from his terror filled face.

'I'm sorry' he started to whimper, before being cut off by Gabriella's warning growl, her eyes narrowing in disgust as she inched her teeth closer to his neck. Running her nose down his heaving chest, she grabbed his portly stomach in her jaws and bit down, ripping out a chunk of his flesh, spitting it out as he screamed in pain before bringing her head back in line with his, allowing his own blood to drip from her teeth onto his face.

'p.. p... please' he whispered closing his eyes from the face in front of him.

Sliding to the right, Gabriella shifted into her human form, lifting up the Elder and holding the back of his head to her chest as she lazily stroked a fingernail down his cheek, the Elder sobbing uncontrollably as she whispered in his ear.

'shhhh little human' she crooned softly, gently rocking him back and forth in her arms, wiping a tear from his cheek as he whimpered in pain. Leaning closer, her breath tickled his ear, 'I just want you to know' she said softly, still cradling the bleeding man, 'I am going to take so much pleasure in this. This is for everything you put my mate through, every scar he carries, every tear he has shed and the guilt for every evil thing that he had to carry because of your evil sadistic pleasures!

Opening his eyes, the Elder looked up at the teenager who smiled sweetly, keeping his gaze locked with her own as she reached around his face, yanking it aggressively, snapping his neck.

Pushing his body from her own, she crawled to the unmoving wolf form, laying her head onto his chest, she ran her fingers through his fur as tears began to fall, 'Rowan?' she called softly, 'Rowan, wake up for me, it's OK now baby, you can wake up, I got rid of him for you, Rowan?'