His Deranged Mate

Deja Vu / Not my Alpha

I started to get the feeling of Déjà vu as we drove towards the next pack. Once again, we pulled over around 1 mile outside of the pack border and got out of the truck. The warriors surround the vehicle waiting for further instructions. "We will walk about a mile to the border, and once we get there, we will meet up with our "special friend." This pack is slightly larger than the last with stronger warriors," stated Damon. He further explained that we would be staying in the packhouse for a day or two once he took over before moving on to the next pack.

While Damon was in the middle of giving his orders, a tall, dark, and handsome warrior stepped forward and yelled, "This is bullshit! You are not my Alpha!" While the warrior spoke, Damon silently gestured to one of his warriors with his eyes. The handsome warrior continued by turning to the rest of the warriors and stating, "Half Moon, we are better than this! These people are murderers, and our Alpha and Luna would not want this of us! We must stand and fight to do what's ri-" He was cut off by one of Damon's warriors snapping his neck. I let out a high-pitched scream. "Anyone else?" Damon bellowed. The only answer they had was the look of pure horror on their faces. Damon smirked and said, "Good! Let's move out!"

As I followed behind the warriors into the woods, I heard Damon call me. I stopped in my tracks, but before I could turn around, I heard metal hitting metal. As I turned, I saw a metal chain starting at my collar and ending in Damon's hands. Did this bastard just leash me? He smirked "you didn't think I would let you roam freely after your last little escape attempt, did you? Now be a good girl, and let's go." Damon said, pulling me along. I felt so degraded. How dare he treat me like some dog! I swear if I ever make it out of here, I will return with an army just to rip his head from his body! As we walked, I contemplated all the ways I could kill this vile man!

We finally stumbled upon Myrna, who led us into the pack lands. Once again, a few of Damon's men went ahead of us and snapped the necks of the guards patrolling. I swear I will never get used to seeing someone's head turned around on their body so unnaturally. We walked further into the pack's territory, and I couldn't help but think about how this place felt as homey and comforting as the last place, for now. We walked past a large playground next to an ice cream shop, and my heart clenched in my chest. What will happen to all the poor children whose lives will be changed entirely by tomorrow morning?

We finally made it to the mansion-like packhouse, and once again, Myrna appeared and reappeared with a man and woman. Once the man woke up, he looked around confused and angry. "What the hell, Damon?! Why the hell are you on my pack lands unannounced?" The man growled out. "Aww, come on, Derrick, is that how you treat an old friend? I have actually come here because I have a proposition for you," Damon explained.

Derrick looked at him incredulously, then stated, "I promise you, there is nothing you have to offer me or my pack, now leave!" "Tsk, Tsk, I thought you were better than that, Derrick. I would hate for something to happen to that pretty Luna of yours. You know my men are getting restless; I am sure she could keep a couple of beds warm for us," Damon cackled. Derrick became enraged and shouted, "You bastard! What the hell do you want?"

"Give me control of your pack and join me in the war to take over all the surrounding packs! We will have an army and be more powerful than not only the Elder's Council but the King himself!" Damon stated matter of factly. Derrick threw his head back and laughed, "I will never join you, and you will never get control of the Cold Moon Pack! Now challenge me already so I can rip your head off and go back to bed!"

The Luna stepped forward proud and strong. Looking Damon directly in the eye, she stated "We do not fear you, Damon! We know your foul ways and the foul ways of your mate and children! You will not succeed in this war, so please leave before anyone gets hurt." "Damon laughed at the Luna and declared, "Oh Giselle, people have already gotten hurt!.. So is this your final choice, Derrick? To parish with your pack, and let your Luna be passed around from bed to bed like a pack w***e?" Derrick stood tall next to his Luna and looked Damon straight on.

They seemed to have a silent battle with their eyes before Damon says, "very well you old fool. I expected more from you... Myrna!" The last thing I remember was Myrna walking over to me, pressing her lips to my ear, and repeating those words that I could not seem to make out.

I woke up, again, to the sun shining on my face. I shot straight up in bed and got an instant headache. I grabbed my head and looked around the room. I saw a bathroom door open next to another door. I assumed it was the closet. When I made it to the bathroom, I hesitated to look in the mirror. Will I look like I did last time I blacked out from Myrna?

Looking in the mirror, I saw blood everywhere! It was mainly on my clothes this time, but it was so extensive that someone must be gravely injured. Was I just standing too close, or did I- I can't even think about it! I tear my clothes off and run into the shower. After about thirty minutes, the water got cold, so I got out and grabbed the towel already hanging in the bathroom.

As I stepped out of the bathroom, a girl was sitting on a chair near the door sobbing. "Are you okay?' I asked, concerned. She yelped from being startled and jumped up. "I-I'm so sorry. I was sent to bring you clothes and fetch you for breakfast. Alpha's orders." "Thank you; I am sorry, what's your name?" I inquired while getting dressed. "M-Marilynn, my name is Marilynn," She stated with a bit of quiver in her voice. "Well, thank you, Marilynn, I appreciate it," I replied and she smiled.

"Do you think I could ask you a question, Marilynn?" I asked. "Sure, but I am not sure how well I will be able to answer it. I am just a lowly Omega," Marilynn responded. "Did I do something bad last night? Did...Did I hurt people?" I asked, nervous about the answer. "I-I can't say. Our new Alpha commanded that we can never discuss what happened last night. Alpha's orders," she stated, then rushed out of the room for me to follow.

When I stepped into the large eating area, I saw Damon and all his men down at the far end of the table. This dining room had a long table against the wall with a buffet of breakfast foods on it. My mouth watered at the smell. Then there was a massive table, which looked like it could fit at least 50 people, that took up most of the room. I followed Marilynn to the end, where Damon sat. "Oooo my pettt. Sit downnn," Damon slurred. Eww, is he drunk? He's just partying and having a great time while he's ruining lives?! Disgusting!

I was at the buffet making my plate when I heard Marilynn yelp. "P-Please, sir, just let me leave," Marliylnn begged. I saw a thin but muscular warrior standing behind her with an evil look in his eye. He grabbed her butt hard, pulled her close to him, and said, "I will do what I want, sweetheart. This is the Death Shadow Pack now! What we say goes, and I say you belong to me now!" "P-please, I don't want any trouble," pleaded Marilynn.

The moment I was going to yell at this so-called warrior, I was cut off by a weak yet powerful voice from the corner behind Damon's chair. "Enough! Haven't you sick bastards had enough?! Leave my pack alone!" the lady commanded. Damon, who started to sober up a bit from her insolence, turned around and said, "This is my pack now! What's wrong, Giselle? Are you not having fun? You and Derrick always thought you were so much better than my mate and me! Well, look who is on their knees now, w***e!"

My mouth dropped open in shock when I peeked around behind Damon and saw the Luna! She lay there dirty, with her clothes torn, with a collar just like mine around her neck. Our eyes met, and she looked like she had seen a ghost. Then her face settled to a look of indifference as she just stared at me. I quickly turned away in shame. "What the hell are you doing, Damon? This is sick!" I shouted.

I immediately regretted my outburst because Damon jumped up, grabbed me by my hair, and shoved my face on the table.

I yelled out in pain as my head hit the table, and the collar burned my neck. "Don't f*****g disrespect me again, mutt! Next time you address me, it had better be as Alpha! I'm you're Alpha too, after all." He growled as he gripped my hair tightly.

"Now everyone, we are leaving tomorrow night! The next pack is about an hour and a half northeast of here. You can play with the she-wolves today, but tomorrow, we will regroup and get ready to head out. Omega, show my pet back to her room at once. She won't be eating anything today," Damon barked orders to Marilynn and his warriors.

Marilynn grabbed my arm and practically ran with me out of the room and straight to the bedroom. I hadn't been fully paying attention because I was still enraged by the way that bastard just manhandled me! I don't know much about what an Alpha is, but I do know one thing for certain, he is not now nor will he ever be my Alpha!