Mixed Feelings
1060 Words
ALPHA DAMIAN ◇
They found her. I purred in excitement when I heard my warriors found her. She dared to stab me in the chest, wanting to kill me but it seemed luck was on my side. Not only did I escape the claws of death, my killer was caught.
"Who sent you?" My Beta, Finn slapped Vasilla hard in the face.
That impact made my Lycan stirr uneasily in my head. Vasilla was my mate and it was hard to punish her through her body while I was watching.
Vasilla snarled angrily at me, earning another punch that made her spit blood. Her body was bruised all over. It didn't take away her naked image in my head. She would still look very alluring in bed. Wasn't that the sweetest thing?
"Alpha..." All of them recognized my presence.
I wasn't fully healed yet but it was barely noticeable except for my slow walking steps. "Anytime I think of your boast, I want to knock you out twice." I approached Vasilla.
"You can try." She hissed, looking at me disdainfully. She was quite stubborn for a weak wolf. The fact that she doesn't tremble under my voice and eyes made my blood boil in anger.
I crouched down slowly and lifted her, my palms wrapped around her bruised neck. "You deserve to die in my hands for trying to kill me." I said.
"Why don't you tell -- your guards and Beta -- how you stared at me wide eyed as I twisted -- the bloody knife into your chest?" Vasilla spoke, her clear eyes blazing into mine.
I grunted, increasing my strength of choking her. Vasilla's face gradually became pale. She was struggling to breath yet she wouldn't accept defeat. What kind of woman is she?
"Beg me....the way you pleaded with me in bed. Beg me!" I growled fiercely.
Vasilla didn't struggle. Instead, she accepted the way I squeezed my hands around her neck. It occurred to me that she wanted to die in my hands.
According to what she had gone through in her family, two men rejected her in one day, she must have wished for death but I wouldn't be the one to give her that.
I released my hands and she collapsed to the floor, sucking in breath greedily and coughing repeatedly. "Throw her into the dungeons. You all can show her no mercy. There must be no food or water." I gave the order.
"Coward." Vasilla spat but I didn't look at her. I walked away, feeling utterly disgraced and angry.
No one had done that before. Ridiculing me in front of my guards, toying with my emotions, trying to kill me and wanting to get away with it, not pleading for their lives - only Vasilla did it in one night and I will make sure she suffers greatly for it.
I went back into my room. My gaze fell on the knife Vasilla used and a glint flashed in my eyes. I took off my robe to change the wound bandage.
Just then, Finn came in. "Is the punishment enough?" He asked.
"Since when did you start questioning my orders?" I raised my head to look at him. He took a step back and bowed his head. That was more like it but it didn't make me feel better.
Silence stretched in the room. "How is she?" I found myself asking and I felt like biting my lips. I didn't want to care about her. That wasn't possible. If anything, she would only be my slave.
"Bruised, beaten and barely hanging on." Finn answered and my chest tightened.
Vasilla was weak and therefore, she wouldn't be able to handle the beatings of my able guards. With no food and water, there was no way around it - she would grow weaker and may die soon.
Finn nodded. "The rogues seemed to have disappeared into hiding." He changed the subject with a report.
"Did you catch any of them?" I asked, dropping the scissors on the table.
He shook his head negatively. "The only one we caught killed himself before we could ask him anything." He answered.
I sighed, another weight rested on my shoulders. The rogues have been lurking around my territory and pack for a few days now. If I don't teach one of them a lesson or find something to do about it, my people's life will be in danger.
"Tell the guards stationed around the woods to fall back."
Finn was confused. "Why, Alpha? We need to catch them or there may be casualties and we might not be able to handle it by then."
"Only if the rogues think we let our guards down, will they come into the open and then we will strike first. But we need to block their means of death so we can get words out of them." I explained.
Finn nodded in understanding. "About the girl --" he paused, searching my face for an emotion but it remained blank. "She should be executed."
My back stiffened at the mention of Vasilla's death. Under my pack law, whoever kills must be killed. But in this case, she tried to kill me, the Alpha, the right punishment is an execution.
"Tomorrow at noon, bring her to my room -- naked." I commanded.
The room became silent again. I began to think about it - her, in particular. Should I turn a blind eye to her weakness and announce her as my mate? Wouldn't I be a hypocrite?
Even if I did so, everyone will see her as a threat and her stay in the pack wouldn't be an easy one, if not worse. I felt different but my Lycanthrope wanted to keep her close. The truth was - it wouldn't be possible. She is weak!
I walked to the window where she had tried to escape. The breeze blew on my face. Instinctively, I closed my eyes, enjoying the silent night even though it was already midnight.
All of a sudden, my ears perked up and my eyes flew open. They landed on the walls - someone was climbing it. "The prisoner escaped' At the same time, I heard some guards shouting.
'Vasilla' The name resounded in my mind. How on earth did she break out of the dungeon in her weak state?
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