My Alpha, My Protector

Chapter Six - Torn

Heather's POV

I was running. Someone was chasing me. I was in the woods scared and hopeless. My heart hurt and lungs felt tight from the strain of trying to breathe in air. Fear pummeled me forward and I didn't dare look behind me. A bullet rang through the air and I fell to the ground defeated. A dark figure approached me but I couldn't see his face, but the head of the gun pointed towards my face clear. A shrill scream escaped me as the gun went off...

I woke up with a start. Sweat was dripping from my bandaged head. Brenda along with another young lady rushed in. "Miss are you okay? We heard you scream. Did you have a bad dream?" 

I couldn't answer. I was still feeling the effects of the dream. Or was it a memory? My heart was racing and there was a fear in me that I did not understand. All I knew was that I wasn't okay. I needed answers and I didn't have any. " Young miss, I'm going to check your vitals. Take a deep breath and relax for me." Brenda explained wasting no time in doing so.

A minute later, I was left alone with firm instructions to relax. I had been offered something to help me sleep but after asking what day it was, I found out that I had been asleep for three days and so I refused. I gazed out the window. The sun was just about to set and the glare from it hit smack across the window brightening up the room. I couldn't help but notice the roses beside my bed. They were sitting in a large glass vase. I wondered who had brought them. I was careful not to think too much though. I knew that any thoughts regarding why I was here would be detrimental to my health. Maybe I should have taken Brenda up on that offer to sleep. But I was afraid of sleeping. What if I had another bad dream? I sighed. For how much longer should I wait until I got answers? And who was the handsome stranger that Brenda had referred to as alpha? He was tall and handsome. He stirred me in a way that I did not understand. The short while that we had spent in the room together had gotten me so hot and bothered. My body spoke with a language of it own causing me to react in a manner, I was sure, though I did not remember, was not a norm for me. Again I sighed. Maybe I should start counting sheep.

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Dominique's POV

I was standing in my office in deep thought. Three days had passed since I last saw Heather. I'd made sure to contact the clinic everyday to find out the state of her health. Turns out she had been in a deep sleep due to the panic attack that she had experienced in the room. These few days had been torture for me. I'd had to fight my wolf's desire to see her and my own desire to question her. My body spoke in a language that it had never done before. Craving the touch of my other half. I still didn't have any answers. The prisoner still wasn't talking. He claimed that he knew nothing more. I knew he was lying but I also knew that Leonard was the best man for the Job. If there was anyone that could get the prisoner to speak it was him.  

Ever since the meeting with the pack board everyone had been quiet. I figured that they were planning and were probably giving me a bit more time. As to how long I remained their alpha I was not certain. Rick had explained to me that after I left that day, the final decision had not been made. The elders had decided not to be too hasty in choosing another alpha. They were going to give me a bit more time. I knew that I had to get my act right if I was going to obtain any favors with them. These past few weeks I had been at my worst. So I thought I'd start off by shaving and taking a nice cool shower. With a clean face and clean clothes I knew that I had at least started looking like my old self. However, Rick had informed me that there were bags under my eyes and they were blood shot. It was evident that I was not getting any sleep.

But sleep was hard. I was worried about Heather's health. I was scared that she would never be the same again...scared that she would never remember who she was. I was scared of losing my pack. With all this riding on my back, I was more frustrated than ever. I needed to do something quickly. If I didn't, I feared for the worst.

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A Traitor's POV

The over head light in the dungeon flickered on and off. One moment there was utter darkness and the next it was bright yellow. I made my way quietly to the prisoner's cell. It was late but I knew no one would question my presence. Tyler one of our best, was standing guard at the door. " Give me a minute alone with the prisoner." I commanded. As expected he immediately took his leave. This wasn't the first time I secretly visited the prisoner. If the alpha knew, I know that he wouldn't let it slide but this was important to me. I held onto the small bag in my hand and covered my nose. Gosh, the stench was unbearable. I quickly entered the prisoner's cell and did my best not to show the look of disgust on my face. He was a mess, disfigured and almost unrecognizable. But he was my ticket to what I really wanted.

" Took you a while to get here.." he spat out. I had to admit, I admired his strength. This man had been tortured for weeks on end. There were days where he had been starved, still he continued to push forward. Worst yet his attitude had not changed. It was still horrible. He was a fighter. I slowly undid the cuffs behind his back.

"Here...." I said, handing him a sandwich and a bottle of water. He quickly grabbed it biting into it like his life depended on it. After taking a huge gulp of water he turned to me. " Did ya figure out how to get me out of here yet?" he questioned. I couldn't tell him that I wasn't in a hurry to do that yet. I needed more concrete information. If I was going to let him go free I needed to know that what he promised in return for me betraying my alpha was worth it. 

"Let's get down to business first. ..how do I know that you're not going to go back on your word?"

"Ya don't...it's simple." he breathed out, biting into the sandwich again. "You help me....I help you. It's fifty fifty, something for something. Except in your case what you get is far greater than my freedom. .." A wicked smile was plastered across his face. " All I got is my word. take it or leave it.." 

He had the upper hand and he knew it. But I wouldn't give him that satisfaction. With a swift move, I grabbed him by the neck and allowed one of my claws to press into his neck. I twisted my head to the side and gazed at him like a predator would it's prey. " I could snap your neck into two right now and no one would care.." I growled. 

His eyes bulged out in fear and he struggled to speak. " Th-the way I see it you have only one choice...you kill me now and you'd have something far bigger to contend with. If I die, you lose...and your alpha.." I watched as he looked me square in the eyes, no longer struggling, ensuring that I heard him well. My blood run cold. " If ya kill me now, he wouldn't like that would he? From what you've told me he needs me because I'm the key to her regaining her memory. She's his future. His mate." He made sure to press on the words. "You told me remember? His future rides on her memory and I'm the missing link. You kill me and you're dead meat."

He was right. I released my grip from his neck and picked up the handcuffs, slowly clasping it behind his back. I was quiet. I then picked up what was left of the meager meal that I had just brought him not caring that he was not done eating and headed towards the door.

"Hey!" he said in a harsh whisper but I didn't turn back. I wanted him to wonder what was next. I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of knowing that he had gained one on me. Yes I would be back but for now I needed to think. 

As I stepped into the cool night air I wondered if I had made the right choice. Tyler was standing just a few feet away from me smoking. At the sound of my presence, he turned towards me, nodded and headed towards the dungeon. I looked into the far off distance wondering about my fate. But there was one thing that I knew for certain ...this thing I'd started, it was too late to turn back now.