Trapped In My Possesive Alpha's Bed

Chapter Three—The Beast Within

Julian’s POV

The heavy vase shattered against the stone fireplace, pieces flying across the room. I didn't care. I grabbed the bookshelf's edge and yanked it down. Books and glass crashed to the floor.

“Eight hours!”

I roared, my voice echoing through the study. “Eight hours, and no one has seen her?”

The guards stood in a line near the door, their heads bowed. They were trembling. I could smell their fear. The maids huddled together in the corner, too frightened to move.

"I put you outside her door!" I shouted, pointing at the lead guard. "I told you to watch her every second of every day! How did she get out?"

"Alpha, we—"

The guard stammered.

"We don't know. She must have slipped past the patrols. She was just . . . gone."

"Gone," I repeated, my voice dangerously quiet. Black veins crawled up my arms. My claws were extending. The beast inside me was clawing at my chest, demanding to be let out.

"Alpha, please," one of the maids whispered, tears streaming down her face. "We are so sorry. We’ll find her.

I grabbed a chair and hurled it across the room. It hit the wall with a loud crack and splintered.

The door to the study opened. I didn't need to turn around to know who it was. I could smell him.

Damon stepped inside, a wide smile on his face.

He looked around at the destruction, then at me.

“Brother,” he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “You look so f****d up. I thought you were supposed to keep that wife of yours on a leash.”

"Shut up, Damon," I growled. "This isn't a joke."

Damon laughed and walked further into the room, stepping over the broken glass.

"Isn't it, though?" he said, tilting his head.

"The great Alpha, the most powerful wolf in Blackridge, can't even keep his own bride from running away. Twice."

I stepped toward him, my fists clenched. "You will watch your mouth."

Damon didn't flinch. He just smiled wider.

“The Council is getting worried, brother,” he said, smiling mockingly. “A missing Luna makes you look weak, and some might even question whether you're fit to be Alpha. But don't worry. If ruling this pack is becoming too much for you, I'd be more than happy to take your place.

I moved so fast and grabbed Damon by the throat and slammed him against the wall. My claws dug into his skin. My eyes were burning red.

"You will never be Alpha," I snarled, my face inches from his. "Not while I breathe."

Damon choked, but he didn't look scared.

"We'll see how long you survive without your bride's presence to calm you," he whispered, his voice hoarse.

He stumbled backwards, rubbing his throat before straightening his suit. Then he gave me one last wicked smile and walked out of the study.

The room was silent.

The guards and maids were frozen, too terrified to move.

"Get out," I said.

They didn't need telling twice. They hurried out, leaving me alone.

I stood there, breathing heavily, my vision blurred by rage. I could feel myself losing control, and my wolf was becoming harder to restrain with every passing second.

"Get me Aldrich," I said to the guard outside the door. "Now."

Aldrich arrived ten minutes later. He was an old wolf, tall and lean, with grey hair and sharp, intelligent eyes. He had led the Council of Elders for years. He had known my father. He had watched me grow into the Alpha I was.

He was the only one I trusted.

He walked into the ruined study and looked around. He didn't react to the broken furniture or the shattered glass. He just walked to the window and stood there, waiting.

"Aldrich," I said, my voice rough. "I don't know how long I can control this."

“My wolf is tearing me apart from the inside,” I said, my voice breaking. “The longer she's gone, the worse it gets. I don't know how much longer I can keep it under control.”

Aldrich's face softened. He walked over and placed a hand on my shoulder.

"Alpha," he said quietly. "We need to find your Luna. Tonight is the full moon."

I closed my eyes. I knew exactly what the full moon meant for me. Without Seraphina's blood and her presence to calm my wolf, I would lose control completely. I would shift into my wolf form and couldn't change back. I would become uncontrollable attacking anyone who crossed my path.

Before I could answer, the door burst open. My Beta, Eli, rushed in. He was out of breath, his face flushed.

"Alpha!" he gasped. "I just got off the phone with Edna."

"What is it?" I demanded.

Eli looked at me, his eyes wide with shock.

"She's been found.