Chained To The Alpha

Chapter 12

“Henry, you can’t approve of this! How can you let him do this to me! He’s your son; you should have told him no!” Margot squealed loudly; the guards outside the private lounge heard every word clearly.

Henry sighed and rubbed a hand through his hair. “Margot, he is protecting his Mate; he clearly feels this is the only way to make the pack listen and change their treatment of the girl.”

“That girl is not my son’s Mate, she is not capable of being Luna, and Thorne deserves more than some little slut who has thrown herself at every member of this pack!”

“Margot! This is exactly why our son feels the need to have you guarded and contained. If you could behave yourself for only a few days, he may be persuaded to come to his senses”

“No, that nasty little w***e has convinced him she is his Mate, and he is too much like you to stay away from her, the ungrateful wench, we took her in and raised her, how dare she do this?!”

“Margot, have you heard yourself? You sound like a jealous teenager, not the mother in this situation”

Margot looked up at Henry with tears in her eyes, “I’m sorry, Henry.“ She sniffled a little, “It’s just so hard seeing my only child mated.”

Henry put a hand on her shoulder and pulled her into a hug “I know, I know, but we must accept that this is his life and this is what the goddess has chosen for him. The bond is a sacred thing.”

Margot nodded, delicately wiping tears from under her eyes. “Henry, you can let the guards stand down. I am no threat to the girl, you know, I would never stand in the way of the bond”

Henry considered his Mate for a long moment, staring into her eyes as if he could read the truth of her words there. “Ok, ok, I’ll stand them down, but the first hint of trouble, you so much as look at the girl wrong and Thorne will have you in the cells”

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Thorne drove down to the clinic with a brand new overnight bag, which was pink with a black stripe. It was bulging, stuffed with more than Nyx could ever need in a month of Sundays.

“Nyx, princess? It’s me, it’s Thorne,” he said softly through the door as he pushed it open, peering around.

Nyx was curled up on the bed with tears streaming down her face.

“What is it? Who upset you?!” he demanded

“Y…you… how could y…you?!” Nyx sobbed softly

Thorne looked completely bemused. Confusion was written clearly across his face. “What do you mean, Nyx?”

“Before… when I was younger… how could you let your friends treat me like they did? How could you let any of that happen to me?!”

Thorne sighed and perched on the edge of the bed, looking at her with sad eyes. “Baby girl, I can only apologise for all of that. I have no excuses for the way I behaved. I am so sorry, and I promise I will do everything in my power to make it all up to you. I have had my mother confined to her rooms; I will make sure that everyone knows exactly how important you are to me. No one will hurt you again.”

Nyx stared into Thorne’s eyes as if she could see his intentions in them. Staring for a long time. Thorne simply watched her, allowing her to assess him. The strange electricity he felt around her intensified, and his whole body tingled from his toes to the top of his head.

Eventually, Nyx nodded softly. Her shoulders dropped back into a more natural alignment. “It doesn’t change what happened or mean I can trust you”, she whispered.

“Nothing will change the past, and I will earn your trust… I promise I will change” Thorne took Nyx’s hand in his and squeezed gently. He wanted to pull her whole body into his for a hug, but something told him that Nyx wouldn’t appreciate it right now.

Nyx fell silent, unsure what to say.

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“Here… I got you some stuff,” Thorne dragged the bag up onto the bed between them.

“Oh… thank you… You didn’t have to do that, Thorne,” Nyx said softly, not sure what to do with the kindness. She slowly reached for the bag and unzipped it.

Immediately, things started to fall out of the overstuffed bag. Clothes spilt onto Nyx’s lap, and her eyes went wide. “Did you buy the whole shop or something?” she laughed nervously.

Thorne blushed a little “Well, I didn’t know what you needed… what you would like”

Nyx scoffed a little, “I’m hardly fussy at this point”

Thorne looked ashamed as he looked at the floor

“Sorry, that was a bit bitchy. You are trying to make it better, I’m just a little overwhelmed with all of this,” Nyx added quietly.

“Well, you need to get used to it. I plan to spoil you rotten,” Thorne grinned. “Go, get yourself changed, you’ll be more comfortable”, he nodded towards the bathroom.

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Thorne paced the room while Nyx changed in the bathroom. ‘s**t s**t s**t,’ he thought, ‘I did too much, I’ve bought too much, what do I do now?’ he thought, running his hands through his hair.

‘You hide it, i***t, put it where she won’t find it and give her bits at a time!’ Eli grumbled back.

‘Yes, yes,’ Thorne nodded, ‘That could work, good idea’

The bathroom door opened, and Nyx stepped out, dragging her drip stand behind her. She was wearing the purple shorts-and-t-shirt pyjama set, her long blonde hair braided down her back. Even the pyjamas, which were extra small, hung baggy on her frame. Her legs were like toothpicks; it made Thorne want to break something to see more proof of how she had been treated.