Resisting The Dominant Alpha

Chapter 6

It's been days since I have been chained to this God awful shed. I've done my best to try and escape but I'm too weak, far too weak. My bones are rapidly weakening, my neck is loosing skin and becoming very raw. It's painful to sleep because the retched shackles and cuffs keeps me up. I occasionally have been fed, given water, but not a lot. I can feel the Ronald and Luke watching me every now and then, Ronald thinks that this will break me, this is nothing. This won't destroy my defiance, nothing will. I was born to defy, and apart of me thinks I was born to defy this alpha.

As I lay on the cold, hard ground I think of my mother. She always had my siblings back but never mine, I never understood why. I know I wasn't her favorite, by far. She used to tell me when I was younger that she named me Celina because I was her little Celina, but I guess I turned into her little devil, you really jinxed yourself there mom.

My brother, Amsterdam never failed to please my mother, he always did everything right, he is the perfect child. Alia used to be close with my mother until her scene phase hit her and she basically destroyed her life by constantly partying, getting high, doing illegal things. It's funny because all of my siblings were born with powerful and unique gifts, yet only Amsterdam has seemed to master his. Amsterdam is gifted with water, the enemy to mine; fire. Alia's gift is air and Andrew is wind. Avalon has nature. It's not uncommon for alpha bloodlines to be gifted with the elements, many other pack children are too. But, my family is the only whose children all have the four elements. My gift is quite simple in most eyes, I concentrate on my anger and my power is fueled.

I am brought out of my thoughts as a freezing gust of wind hits. I shiver vigorously.

This is torture, I can't believe my mate would do this to me. I have never loathed someone in all eighteen years but Ronald has exceeded that.

I find myself slowly drifting off into sleep only to be jerked awake by someone nudging me with their shoe. I slowly look up and see Ronald with a water dish in his hand and a bowl of food. My stomach screams in excitement but I can't find it in me to be excited, I am so cold and tired that my emotions can't be expressed because of how emotionally drained I am.

"Here." Ronald said as he places it on the ground in front of me.

'When will i be free?' I asked through our mind-link seeing how I can't speak.

'When you start to show a change in attitude.' Ronald's voice is bitter which angers me. What does he have to be upset about? I am the one being shackled to a freaking shed! Not him.

'You disgust me, locking your mate like I am some animal.' I seethed.

'You are an animal, and I will continue to treat you as one as long as you act like one. This is your choice, Celina, you deal the cards, you choose the game, this is your game, your actions." With that Ronald walks away from me once again.

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It's been a few days since I have been shackled to the shed. I sometimes can't even open my eyes. Things that were once a daily routine faltered because of my weakness. Ronald feeds me regularly but never says anything. I know that he is aware of how much this is killing me, how I am slowly dying. Yet, he couldn't have a care in the world.

Today, something is different. I can feel him watching me more closely. I can feel his penetrating stare on me which creates unwanted feelings to surface.

It isn't until a few hours later that Ronald emerges from the house. He walks over to me and grabs my chin and forces me to look into his eyes. I see guilt swirling through his dark eyes. This is his fault, he did this to me.

"It's over." He murmurs. "A week, you've been shackled a week. Your punishment is over." Ronald said suddenly cold.

Ronald takes off the cuffs and shackles swiftly and stands up and backs away from me. "Come." He commanded in his alpha tone, a tone that is so fierce that even if you were able to defy it you wouldn't want to.

I lay on the ground completely naked. I'm shaking vigorously by now, my body is so weak that I feel as if one move I would shatter.

"Please don't make me walk." My voice comes out as a plead.

Ronald sighs deeply but none-the-less walks over to me and scoops me into his arms.

As he walks away from the place I was locked in I silently watch it disappear from my sight.

Ronald carries me into the warm house that instantly swallows my body and swarms to me like a bee to a flower. The abode is quite and calm which informs me that everyone is asleep.

"You're sleeping in my room, with me." Ronald commands coldly.

"No, I will not. I will not sleep in the same room as a monster, it is bad enough I have to live under the same roof as you." I hiss in anger. My voice is weak and that lousy sentence has me panting for air.

"Yes, you are. Don't argue with me, Celina." Ronald said bitterly. "Also, I am taking you to the hospital wing." Ronald said curtly.