Run

Understanding

Annebelle

Tears streamed down my face, I'm not going to be a slave again to another meathead.Noticing an open window to my left, I bolted for it and jumped head first. "NO!" I heard him screaming behind me before his hand was wrapped around my ankle. I felt a pop followed by searing pain. "Ahh no just let me die please." He pulled me back up and I was thrown onto the wall. His body pressed against me. "What the h**l are you doing?" His eyes changed from a light green to a deep red. Viens popping out of his neck, in this moment he looked every bit as terrifying as the stories mentioned. "Answer me!" He yelled. Mustering the last bit of courage I had. "I don't want to be a slave again. I've heard what you do to them. Just kill me." He dropped some of my weight so my feet could touch the floor. The pain in my ankle returning. The wince did not go unnoticed. Alpha Tate loosened his hold on me, scooping up my legs and taking us over to the bed.

I watched him scared to move a muscle after that stunt, the veins in his neck still popping and his eyes had not changed from the deep red. He picked up my foot and examined it. "Sorry this is going to hurt." Before giving me a second to process, he pops my ankle back into place. I bit back the scream covering my mouth while he dug in the night stand pulling out a wrap. "Look at me." I pulled my gaze away from my partially wrapped throbbing foot to the man in front of me. "I am not going to hurt you, your not going to be a slave but pull a stunt like that again I'm chaining you to this bed understand?" "Yes." He finished wrapping my foot before moving me to the top of the bed and propping up my foot with some pillows.

I kept my eyes facing down, trying not to anger him anymore. "I'll get a doctor to come look at your ankle." "No no it's OK, I've dealt with worse." I said while keeping my gaze down. His fingers went under my chin, pushing my head up to meet his gaze. Tingles and a warming sensation coursed through his touch, forcing me to lean in without thinking. "So you feel the sparks?" He says with a chuckle. "What are you talking about?" Perking up at the mention of them pulling away from him. "The sparks, the tingling warm sensation whenever mates touch." "Mates no no we are not mates." My heart began to race thinking of the wolves at the camp that found their human mates. They either killed them or kept them around to feel the effects of betrayal from the mate bond until it drove them mad. "Yes we are mates." he states while studying my panicked expression.

This is too much for one day. Starring down at my feet, "what are you going to do with me?" "what do you mean?" "The human mates at the camp were either killed or driven mad by the mate bond. You won't let me die unless you want the satisfaction of doing it yourself or you want to wait till I go mad and watch the show, so which is it?" " What makes you think I would choose between the two?" "What else is there?" "You'll live here and be my luna.. My head popped up studying him. "What?" "Be my Luna, my mate." No, wolves don't keep human mates. We are viewed as disposable. " I don't think so. This doesn't make any sense, but all the rumors, why would you want a human mate if you killed the ones you captured?' "Thats just what they are rumors." "I don't understand." The humans in those camps live here and work within the pack." He explained. "Live here you mean as slaves or free to just be?" "Free everyone has a purpose or use just because your human doesn't mean your disposable."