Begging for survival

Chapter 25 - Who did it?

Derek POV

I shouldn’t have left, I should have made sure she was safe and protected, I shouldn’t have left. How could I be so stupid? I failed, I failed her.

“Derek, I can’t say I understand what you are going through right now, but we need you, you need to focus” Dean says, yes, he is right; I need to bring her back.

“I’m focused Beta, I’m just thinking” I lie, but he is right, I got to pull it together.

We are all in the war room, with surveillance reports and maps of the pack and the land surrounding it.

By all, I mean the ranked members, heads of attack, surveillance and security teams… and Max, who is standing in the far corner with his arms crossed over his chest with a stoic look in his eyes, silent, not saying a single word, watching it all.

“The surveillance cameras show the Luna having a snack in the kitchen, then it looks like she got a phone call from an unknown number, she tells the caller that she will be right there and heads out of the pack house after she grabs a coat and sneakers from your room, alpha” one of the team leaders reports.

“Could you pull anything else she said to the caller from the audio?” Sophia asks.

“No, gamma, the Luna didn’t say anything else”,

“Did you track the number?” Dean asks.

“It was a burner phone Beta”,

“What about the cameras around the borders?” Dylan now asks.

“They didn’t show who she met, only the Luna driving out of the pack and out of the camera coverage. We found the car abandoned not far from that spot and her scent was already gone, so we couldn’t track it” he finishes the report.

“So basically, you got nothing” I conclude. This is useless, all these cameras and surveillance and it’s useless. We have no idea who of the three main suspects would do that.

Carter, the alphas or the king.

 “I’m sorry, alpha”,

“Dismissed”, I order and all the team leaders leave.

“Derek, we will find her” Dylan tries to comfort me,

“Where the f**k were you, Dylan? Where were you when your Luna was taken?” I lash out,

Dylan just looks at the ground, grinding his teeth…that wasn’t fair of me.

“Where the f**k were you, Derek?” Max finally speaks.

“Max, now is-” Sophia tries to contain the situation that’s about to erupt but I raise a hand to stop her.

“Her brothers trusted you with her, her father left her with you, I WAS LEAVING HER FOR YOU… because you said you could protect her, so where the f**k were you?” Max seethes.

He is right, I have nothing to say, I’ve left her alone because we had a fight over something that seems so trivial now. I deserve everything he says.

“Max, we need all hands on deck, where are you going?” Dean asks Max who is heading out of the room; he turns half way and says

“I’m going to bring her home… like I always do” and with that he leaves, slamming the door behind him.

All of a sudden, I feel a sharp pain on my cheek and I groan holding my face.

“What’s wrong?” Sophia asks anxiously.

“MATE” Rex growls.   

“Someone is hurting her” I say punching my fist through the wall.

Alexandria POV

Who in the actual f**k, got the balls to f*****g kidnap me? Don’t they know who I’m mated to? Or who the f**k I am? And what the f**k I am? And how the f**k did they get the drop on me?

Okay, that’s a lot of f***s, Alexandria… calm down and think.

So I woke up tied to a chair in this dark room, with only a flickering lamp in the corner of it. I can’t tell if it’s day or night.

I remember it was late at night when I got hungry and went to the kitchen. I have this late night craves lately, especially with the tension between me and Derek. Did I mention that I eat my emotions away?

That  reminds me, I feel like I want to throw up. Maybe it’s the sedatives?

Damn it! Focus Alexandria.

Okay, I was in the kitchen; I finished a jar of pickles after i licked the bottom of a the nutella jar… then what? f**k I don’t remember.

Okay, move to the next question. Who is behind this?

Can’t be carter, he is more like get in and kill everyone in a blazing flame kinda guy.

Can’t be the whole alliance heirs alphas thing, they don’t have the resources nor the balls.

Well, that leaves one option, the mother f*****g king… but what will he gain from this?

Someone opens the room’s door and I pretend to still be unconscious. I hear his footsteps coming closer, then stop right in front of me. He crunches down, I believe, because now I can smell his awful breath.

“You are a pretty one, lucky me” the disgusting man says.

I feel his rough finger tips running on my thighs going under my pajama shorts, I now wish I'd stopped and worn some jeans or something.

His fingers are coming dangerously close to the area no one is allowed to touch… except Derek, of course.

 I throw my head up, colliding with his f*****g nose and he falls backwards.

“You cunt, you shouldn’t be up yet” he grits out, like that’s the problem, not that he is a f*****g pervert.

“You broke my nose” He yells angrily, then slaps me with all his might. I won’t deny that my cheek stings like a mother fucker, but is that all that he got? weak ass b***h.

“Lay your hand on me again and I’ll cut it off and shove it down your throat till you choke on it” I warn him with an amused smile on my face,

Yes, imagining that gives me joy, maybe I’m a psycho like Kenny said the first time he saw me.

The i***t actually tries to come at me again, but before he reaches me, someone opens the door and the hallway lights almost blind me.

“What the f**k are you doing? He said to deliver her unharmed.” The other man yells at the p***s' head, now that I have more light I can see that he actually looks like one.

I also see the damn tattoo on his arm… f*****g subs.

“Unharmed? I’m the one with the broken nose” he yells back at his … teammate?

“Yeah, that will teach you not to fool around with mutts” the other one, who looks like a different shape of p***s' head, says and leads the way out with his friend following before locking the door behind them.

Did he just call me mutt? He thinks I’m a werewolf? Is that why they are tying me with silver chains?  And was surprised I woke up before I should?

I guess the only way to get them involved is to tell them I’m a werewolf, not a hunter... Bunch of idiots as usual.

So, which one of the people after us would hire subs?

I doubt the king would be that desperate, right? and Carter has his own squad of hunters at his disposal.

The alphas? But like I said, they don’t have the balls or the means to get inside the pack and take me.

Wait, they didn’t…the phone call... I went out of the pack on my own… I remember… Leila.