Mated To The Mythical Alpha

Chapter 3

I'm running through the mountains again. Beautiful blue sky, fresh snow crunching under my paws. My breathing is heavy and we are running fast. I hear pawprints in the distance, but again, I am calm. The paw prints behind me get closer and another wolf growls. I looked behind me and saw the large white wolf again. Its black crescent moon shadow tuff next to the left eye catches my attention and I slow down just a little bit. Mate. The white wolf playfully nips at my back legs and takes off ahead of me. It runs faster than I have ever seen a wolf run, but Artemis is surprisingly catching up. As we ran through unfamiliar territory, the wolf in front of me made a sharp ninety-degree turn towards a clearing in the mountain forest. He must know where we are going.

Artemis happily follows, trotting to stop next to the massive white wolf on the edge of a cliff. If we kept running, we would definitely have run off the almost invisible cliff side. We looked at the magnificent scenery ahead of us. The cliff looks over the crystal-clear lake that mirrors the image of the massive mountain range in front of us. The ground is pure white, some tall pine trees still have some green in the branches. The lake is still as it can be and the faint wind starts to blow snow drifts around the two of us, almost a magical scene engulfing us for privacy. I looked at the wolf next to me and looked into the bright silver eyes once again. Calmness consumes me as he stares back into Artemis's eyes, looking into my soul. He licks my right eye and nudges his head into mine. Perfection. Artemis closes her eyes and takes in the scent of being close to our mate. Firewood and peppermint, our favorite.

Our moment had come to an abrupt halt when there was a loud growl and roar from behind us.

I turned and was met by a pair of black eyes, on a massive, pure black wolf. The black wolf bares its canines and stares directly at my mate. My mate stands in front of us, towering over us, canines bared, ears back and drool coming from his bottom lip. Artemis stands up, ready to attack when the black wolf grabs hold of our mates’ neck in such a swift motion, I almost didn't see it happen. My mate's neck is crushed, and his body is thrown off the cliff into the lake. Artemis howls in pain and runs to the edge of the cliff as if she was going to jump too. The massive black wolf pins us down on our side and bares its teeth once more. Our last look at our mate, who now lay at the bottom of the cliff with half of his body submerged and the other half covered with blood oozing into the now blood red lake.

I jolt awake, breathing heavily, sweat dripping down my forehead. Artemis? Artemis, I need you.

Nothing. I feel like a piece of me is missing. Last thing I remember was having my head bashed into the freezer door and being carried over the shoulders through my grasslands and being gagged and bound in a car next to Alex. I finally take a look at my surroundings. I am no longer gagged but I am bound to a chain and appear to be in a cell in a basement. How long was I out? Where am I? A better question: where was Alex?

Ask and you shall receive. I heard his laugh before I saw his face in the darkness surrounding me. His face came into view in front of my cell bars. His black hair is still slicked back, a little longer now, so it drapes down his neck and there is almost no life to find in those black pupils. He has a slight resemblance to bags around his dark eyes. His thin lips curled into a twisted smile on the left side of his face. He looked amused and proud, as if he had finally tracked down his wounded prey. I sat up and stared at him. Without Artemis I felt powerless, but I wasn't about to show it to this monster in front of me. A door opens from what looked like the stairwell and I catch a whiff of something fowl. It smells like rotten eggs, a smell distinguishing the signs of rouges. Alex wasn't a rogue, he was of Alpha blood and had a pack, what was he doing with a bunch of rouges? "The deed is almost done, sir." said a stranger from the door.

I must have curled my nose up at the disgusting smell. "I know the smell is hard to get past, princess, but these guys are my friends, you'll get used to it eventually."

Princess? No thank you. I sat there still, staring at my new warden of this prison. Not satisfied with my silence, he shakes something that is in his right hand. "You must be pretty thirsty. Maybe I should give you some water so I can hear that pretty voice of yours, princess." If Artemis heard him call us princess, she would have growled and have blasted him with a beam of heat. I looked at the ground, not knowing why I couldn't feel her anymore. I hear a rattle of metal and the cell door opens. I'm still chained to the wall but the movement coming towards me makes me sit on my ass and crawl backwards until I hit the wall.

"Here princess, have some water." He has the water bottle in his hand, and I use my left hand to try to grab it.

"Not so fast." He slaps my hand away and pins my head against the wall with his hand on my throat. "Open up." he commands. My mouth is dry, my tongue can't even wet my lips anymore, I really need this water. I do as he says and open my mouth. "That’s a good little princess." He stares at me intently while slowly pouring water down my throat. The coolness finally settled me down a little bit. He lets me "drink" almost the entire water bottle before he stops and makes me stand up. His hand is still on my throat and his eyes are black as night. He looked at me intently and was pleased that I had followed his instructions. He growls in acceptance and watches as a drop of water leaves my lips and drips down my neck and into my chest above my tank top.

He stares at my chest, his free hand roaming my curves along my hips. I shudder at his touch. It feels wrong and makes my skin itch. He growls again, breathing getting heavier. He tightens his grip on my neck and I let out a slight moan which makes him grab my side hard. He pushes me into him, and I feel the bulge in my stomach. My eyes go wide as he deeply inhales through his nose that is now resting on my neck, right above my marking spot. My mind flashes an image of pure silver eyes, with a black tuff crescent around the left one. Mate. I panic, I can't even feel the power within me to defend myself. I wait for my palms to get hot; I wait for Artemis to tell me to relax so I can focus on the heat; I wait for something to happen that has always happened whenever I needed to defend myself and I got nothing. I just stood there, unable to move, waiting for the painful marking that was about to happen.

My body goes rigid. I can't move. Alex has me pinned against the wall, one hand on my throat, one hand gripping my hip to the point I can feel his claws coming through. His wolf is close. He inhales my scent again and growls. He releases his hand on my hip and bangs his fist against the wall next to my head. I jumped and screamed out. His grip tightens again around my neck, this time painful enough I can't breathe.

"What the f**k is wrong with you!" He screamed into my face. His forehead and eyebrows are burrowed downward, and his thin lips are now in a straight line. What does he mean? "You're eighteen and I still can’t smell your wolf? What kind of alpha b***h are you?" he screams. The necklace. He can’t smell my true scent, not that it mattered, I don’t feel my wolf half anyway. He stares at me waiting for the answers I don't have. He loosens his grip on my throat just enough so I can resume breathing. He looks dazed, probably either mindlinking or talking to his wolf. I extend and wiggle my fingers, trying to feel if my palms would heat up, trying to see if I can at least leave him blistered like last time, but nothing. Artemis, you can come back anytime now.

Alex looked back at me, full attention this time, but his voice was much deeper than usual. "What's the matter, little princess, can't leave my human with a parting present like last time? That blister took weeks to heal! What happened to the little b***h with energy blasts?" Alex's wolf looks at me with that smug smile again. "You may smell different now, but I know your true wolf form. And until she comes back, your pretty little ass is going to stay down here. I can't leave my mark on my mate unless you two are one. And given the circumstances, she’ll come back to you soon." his eyes are glazed over, and his facial expression turns to an amused look with a bright smile. He grabs my chin roughly and pulls my face close to his.

"Tonight is Paul’s alpha ceremony, but that's going to be a little hard to accomplish if the previous pack alpha is dead now, isn't it?" he speaks slowly and his white teeth are shining bright with each word, he can't stop smiling. "You remember my dad, right little princess? Well, my dad just challenged your dad to a fight for the pack, and when my dad wins, Paul is as good as dead and you will be missing the entire thing, and then presumed dead. Then, when it's my turn to take over as Alpha of the Red Moon and Crescent Moon packs, I will show you as my Luna and as soon as you get your pretty little wolf, you will give me as many pups as I want." he smiles wide.

I looked into his eyes; I knew he was being serious. My eyes welled up and tears started to fall. He grips my chin a little harder now, "I told you I always get what I want." Tears are now freely falling down my cheeks. He cups my cheek, his touch immediately making me jump back. He growls and looks disapproved.

He grips my hip again, claws extended. This time I cried out in pain, and I couldn't hold back anymore. I am able to knee him in the d**k and cause him to kneel on the ground and I slap the right side of his face as hard as I can; I may not be able to burn him anymore, but I know it still hurts. I go to knee his face once again and he falls backwards, laying on the ground in front of me. I'm still chained, I can't make a run for it but at least I know I caused him some pain. Suddenly, there was a lot of movement upstairs, it sounded like a stampede running around on the hardwood floor. Someone started making a run down the stairs, yelling "Sir! Sir! We have a situation up here! We lost communication with Alpha Brian!" Hope fills my heart. Maybe my dad was able to pull off the challenge and still remains the Alpha. Maybe the warriors are on their way to save me.

Alex lay on the ground before me. His hands start to twitch, and he stirs a little before his eyes shoot open wide. Chaos erupts upstairs. Alex stands up and faces me, a loud growl before striding over to slap me across the face. I cry out in pain again, but before I can cup my cheek, my chains are being ripped from the wall and once again I am being thrown over Alex's shoulders. His breathing is heavy as he runs up the stairs, skipping every other one to see the commotion.

"Alpha, I am sorry about your father. He was able to win the challenge against Alpha Phillip, but Paul has ripped your father's head off." one of Alex's goons tells him. If Brian had won the challenge against my father, that only means my father is dead. My heart sinks and Alex's grip on me tightens. "Where is Paul now?" Alex asks. "Him and half the Crescent Moon pack are coming onto the border now sir." the goon says with a tremble. Alex growls and throws him to the side. "f**k this." Alex mutters and he makes his way to the door.

It's dark outside but Alex makes a beeline for the woods. I can hear wolves howling in the distance. I started beating on Alex's back and kicking my legs. "Help! Help! Paul!" I screamed. I tried to grab the chain link from my hands to use it to wrap it around Alex's neck. Alex slaps my ass so hard I scream. He throws me on the ground, so I land hard on my stomach. I scrambled and turned around so that I could back away from him. I try to give him a kick in the d**k again but as I kick, he grabs my legs and throws me towards a massive tree trunk. My back smashes the tree and I land so hard on my left shoulder I think I hear it break.

I could feel blood dripping down the side of my face. I wince as I feel a massive cut on my forehead. I can hear my pack closing in on us, but my vision is starting to blur. I can see Alex stand in front of me and his pearly white teeth grin from ear to ear as he kicks my head in.

I can feel weight around my wrists. I can feel the warmth of a fire. I feel the slickness of what I can guess to be silk sheets. Am I home? Was this all a bad dream? My head is pounding, and I can't open my eyes. I can move my legs around and I can definitely feel the coolness along the length of my entire legs on silk sheets. Wait. Last I remember, I was wearing pants. I started to panic but I still can't open my eyes. I try to move my arms but they're above my head, and I now notice the extreme pain in my left shoulder; I try to move my wrist or wiggle my fingers and I can't get any movement in my left hand. A low, skin-crawling voice makes my eyes shoot open.

"Well, well, look who's finally awake. I was starting to get impatient, little princess." I looked over to the fireplace to Alex, shirtless, looking at me with pure desire in his black eyes. I get a quick glimpse of my new torture chamber, a one-room log cabin. There was a very small kitchenette running along the right side of the cabin, and on the left side was just a fireplace with a few chairs and now here I was, lying on the queen bed.

I look down at my legs, wondering why all I can feel is silk, and I see that my jeans are lying in front of the fireplace, and I am lying in bed, with my hands chained above my arms, in just my bra and panties. "It's been torture to see you laying like this in front me, princess. But I wanted to make sure you enjoyed yourself when I got what is mine, and now that you're awake, let's make up for lost time, shall we?" Alex strides closer, undoing his belt and zipping down his pants.

I tried to thrash my body in any way possible, but with a broken shoulder, it was impossible. Alex was getting closer and now his pants were on the ground and he stood in just his boxers. His massive bulge threatened to come out. I started to kick and scream; this can't be happening. I needed to save myself for my mate. I scream and kick and almost get him in the d**k again and this makes him angry. "THAT IS ENOUGH!" he growls. He grabs a nearby cloth and shoves it in my mouth as he sits on top of me. Tears are running down my cheeks, he cradles my left cheek and I wince again in pain.

"If you weren't being so damn complicated, I wouldn't have had to beat up your pretty little face, princess. Now I know Artemis hasn’t come out to play yet, but I will still mate with you, I've waited long enough. Paul can't kill his only sister's mate, can he?" he smiles that smug smile and his eyes go pure black. How did he know about Artemis? I was still wearing my necklace and I felt empty and completely human without her.

His hands are running over my body. He takes his fingertips and runs down my cheek, over my bottom, my neck and then the hem of my red lace bra. He growls in approval. I try to thrash my body once again as I sob into the cloth in my mouth. He palms both my breasts and attempts to roughly massage them. He starts breathing heavily as he leans down and nips at my neck. His hands then move right above my panty line, and he extends his claw and drags it across my skin just underneath the lace top of my panties. He starts to kiss my neck and makes his way down to my breasts, still roughly massaging one breast. His breathing is erotic, and he brings his extended claw and rips my bra to see my full exposed chest. He bites my n****e hard, and I cry out in pain. He then stood up to remove his boxers but as he stood up, I was able to kick my leg out and kick him right in the knee cap.

He roars in anger. And he jumps back on top of me and I start screaming into the cloth. "That's it b***h, if you can't be mine, then you can't be anyone else's." My eyes go wide as I watch him extend his claws and start to swing for my throat, probably my marking spot. If the marking spot for a true mate is disrupted, it is harder to achieve the full mate bond and another male may still be able to place his mark on it.

As Alex was about to s***h my marking spot, someone close by yelled "Parker! Parker, are you in there?" I know that voice! Paul. Paul came to find me, and he was close. Alex looked away for just a second but still let his claws swing down. Pain erupts as his claw cuts deep into the side of my throat, just under the jawline. Alex looks down and notices I was bleeding badly. He angrily grabs my face and brings his face close to mine "This isn't over, you are mine and one day, I will make sure of it." He runs his hands over my body again, this time sticking his fingers into my pu*** making me cry out in pain again. He licks his finger. “Mhm, you taste better than the last one.” he states.

He jumps off of me and transforms into a massive, pure black wolf. I lay on the bed, throat bleeding, hands tied above my head, gagged and almost completely naked as I was met with the most black, absent eyes I have ever seen. We hear a howl from right outside the cabin and in one quick motion, the black beast smashes out the window and out of sight.

Moments later, the door of the cabin is broken down and I come face to face with Paul's wolf, Seth. More warriors come barging through the door, anxiously looking around for a fight. Seth transforms into Paul, who comes running over to me to get the gag out of my mouth. I scream a cry I never thought I had, warriors howl and leave the room. Paul undoes my hands and looks at my throat. I am still gushing out blood and I am starting to get woozy but can't stop crying into Paul's chest. Jupiter was gone, my father was dead, I was assaulted, and my abuser was on the run. Darkness consumed me as Paul carried me out of the cabin.