Saving her Alpha

Chapter 3

I look around trying to get a hold of where I am. I don't remember how I got here.

"Your stupid wolf went feral." I get kicked in the leg and sit up coming back to my senses. Arthur is sitting on the floor, not too far; guess he is the one that just gave a kick.

"Are you ok?" I notice he is breathing short and has a nosebleed.

"I'm alive, thanks a**hole! You should see the other guy's face..."

"Am I that ugly?" I can taste blood on my lips and I know for sure he managed to land some blows to my kidneys because my back hurts as hell.

"Don't think your mama will recognize you." Arthur laughs and kicks me again. I kick him back and soon enough we are wrestling like two kids rolling on the floor.

We only stop when we notice a light brown wolf with a white snout approaching us growling.

"You guys made me worried as f**k taking off like that! And I find you here fooling around like there's no trouble whatsoever!" Stella shifts to her human form glaring down at us.

Arthur and I stare at each other and then blast out laughing.

"Does Mom know about that piercing?" I point to a ring on her belly button and Arthur just keeps laughing at the furious blush on her face.

Stella screams a lot of curse words turning her back on us and grabbing a t-shirt twice her size from one of the stacks we have spread around the woods. She throws us some shorts but doesn't wait for us to get dressed before going inside the small cottage that used to be our hideaway when we were kids.

I run my hands down my face, taking a deep breath while it all comes back to me.

"Listen, Erick, I don't give a s**t you think that girl would be your mate!" My father was screaming profanities at me, trying to make me submit, but his aura did nothing to me.

"Rosalie is my mate!" Troy roared and I was barely holding him back. "I will find her! And she will be my Luna!"

"Please, Erick, listen!" my uncle Matthew tried to reason "Rosalie left almost five years ago, and she never made contact again..."

I know in my heart something happened to her, she would never have left me! We were in love, we were supposed to be mates. I refuse to believe she left out of her own will; she was taken from me! She was taken from us!

Alpha Sinclair watched the scene with disdain as if he were bored, but Troy noticed he slightly flinched at our voice.

"You, boy, should start thinking with your head instead of your heart!" Sinclair's world tried to mock me without any success. "If you were smart enough then you would just take my daughter as your chosen mate, and become alpha of the largest pack of the country. Both our packs together could be stronger than any other!"

"I'm sorry but this sounds wrong!" Arthur paced around the room. "You are really selling your daughter for power?"

"Grow up, Arthur! This isn't little league!" Uncle Matthew rolled his eyes "No one is selling anything! This is how the world goes!"

"Enough! I've had enough of this c*ap!" My head hurt, my chest was tight, and my ears kept ringing. Troy was murderous, he was projecting images of what we should do to my father and Sinclair, bite their hearts off their chests. It would be delicious to lick their blood out of my snout...

I ran out of the house, shifting before I was out the door. Troy took over, I was too tired to fight. Either you let me kill them or we go and find her NOW!

"Don't you dare do that again?" Arthur looks straight into my eyes and hands me a bottle of Wolfsbane whiskey. "What were you thinking? You leave the pack, become rogue, or just go after your vampire girlfriend while you look for your mate?"

I gulp down the whiskey in silence, he doesn't understand.

"What's going on?" Stella asks softly, her voice laced with concern.

I pass the bottle to her without even acknowledging what I am doing. Arthur grabs it from her hands, inches away from her lips, with a snarl.

"Your brother is going bananas without a mate." Arthur keeps his eyes on me and sighs. "Troy got feral after the little chat with Dad, uncle Jackson, and alpha Sinclair."

"I've looked everywhere, where it she, Arthur?!" It hurts so bad that I can't find her.