Stronger Than Most

Chapter Ten

Hank POV

We have been caught and have nowhere to go. I wonder where we are going because I don't remember them being from the pack. What do they want from us and how do they know what we are? If we are anything, because, I dont think me and Elijah are wolves, since we haven't been in touch with our wolf part. Maybe they are from our neighboring packs.

"Who are you guys? What do you want with us?" Hank asks with hesitation and nervousness.

"You should know what we want from you guys."

"No, I actually don't know what you are talking about." I asked, acting all brave and fearless, like I had no clue what they were talking about.

"You really want to act like you don't know? Then we should find out when we get you back."

"Back where? What are you talking about? Are you confusing us with someone else?" Elijah asked, all brave.

"You want to act clueless as well? Lets see what you say when we bring you back to Alpha Nick?" he said, all cocky and arrogant.

We swallow hard, "Alpha Nich? Who is that? What are you talking about?"

"Okay, we are done with your games. Let's go."

We have arrived at the pack supposedly, but something looks off. It did not look like the pack when we last saw it.

"Lets see what you guys are going to say now when Alpha Nick comes out to confront both of ya about leaving."

"Where have you brought us too? This does not look like Alpha Nicks pack," I said nervously.

"Oh now you know what, I'm talking about acting like you guys are clueless. This is where we take those disobedient wolves that try to out smart the alpha."

Elijah looked at me and I looked at him. We both swallowed hard. We are going to be dead. They separated us and threw us in a cell. They put chackles on us with chains on the wall. Have no room to move like an x that marks the spot. This is the end of our lives. What have we gotten ourselves into? If we thought we had it bad, we are definitely for something worse. I wish I had my parents here now. If I am truly a wolf, then at least I have that comfort in knowing that I will see my parents again in the next world. I can hear them coming and by the sound of their steps, whoever it is that does not sound happy. I wish and hope it's not Alpha Nick, because I am honestly scared now.

With a strong and powerful voice, he came to my cell door.

"Guard! Open this door and get the tools!"

Tools? What in the world is he going to do to me?

"Who do you think you are, boy? Do you think you could fool me and could leave the pack just like that? Did you even try defending your pack when we were under attack, or was this something you planned in order to escape with that other scum you were found with? said the Alpha, looking at me with his eyes turning red with every question.

"Im Hank sir." daring not to look into his eyes. "I was just scared, not knowing how to fight..."

"Quiet! I am going to show you what I do to those that try to outsmart me."

"I was not..."

"Dont speak! You are going to die like your friend as well. Was this part of your plan?"

He picks up a poker and stabs me on the side of my ribs. I start coughing uncontrollably and with every cough a gush of blood comes out.

"No sir, I did not plan anything. I have nothing to do with this."

He takes the whip out and hits me a couple times with it, and with every lash I scream. He gets more mad and takes out his claw and runs it across my face. I am definitely no wolf, I am not healing at all. I feel so weak and have no strength to even keep myself up and because of that I feel the shackles cutting thru my skin.

"It seems like you don't have your wolf because you are not healing, this makes it fun to torture you even more."

The alpha punches me a couple more times than leaves me there. I thought he was going to kill me, but I did not say a word.

"You are going to stay in this cell until the day you die, you are nothing to this pack. If only your parents were alive they would be here with you. I don't know why I even accepted your family in my pack."

Those words hurt deeply.

"Guards, make sure to give him a good beating everyday until the day he dies."

And with those words he left me there. Atleast im not dead. I still have a fighting chance and time to think about how I am going to leave this place. I am not planning on dyeing in this cell.

"Aaaa!!!! I'm not telling you anything! Why do you hate me so much?" I heard Elijah say. I'm guessing he is a cell or two over.

"I'm your son! How can you do this to me? Have you no heart?"

"You are not my son! You are a disgrace. I should have let you get killed all those years ago, but I put you in that cell because of your mother. Now tell me how did you escape? Did Hank help you?"

I could not hear anything he said, just his screaming in pain, then nothing. I can hear steps moving away, so they are leaving. This place reeks of death. I wonder where we are on the borders of the pack?

"Elijah, it's me Hank. how are you doing?"

"I'm good, it's nothing I can't handle. How about you?"

He sounds really bad.

"I'm sorry I got you into this, I should have done this on my own."

"No, it's not your fault, I was ready to leave this place. I wanted to leave as badly as you."

"Do not worry Elijah, we will find another way to get out of this. I hope Sharlot will be okay after she doesn't hear from us."

"I hope so too. Hopefully, she won't go looking for us and get in trouble because of it. We will be here for a long time."