Rejected by Alpha, Claimed by Beast

“What do you mean the f*****g b***h escaped?” Alpha Jacob stormed out of his office, throwing the door heavily against the wall. He was sure it cracked the wood as he left. Behind him followed his beta and three warriors who had just announced the missing prisoner. Alpha Jacob briskly walked to the holding cell in the dungeon. He kept her in the furthest, one on the lowest level. With the violent, rogues and prisoners sentenced to death would stay. His anger, no, his rage shook the walls as he stormed down the corridors. The smell of urine, blood, feces, and death coated the walls as he walked. He loved visiting his dungeons. He loved the scent of death. This is what got him hard in the mornings, the thought of killing. No one understood what absolute pleasure he got from visiting her every night. When Alpha Jacob reached the empty holding cell, he turned immediately to the guard that was posted on that floor. His eyes burned red with rage. The guard shrunk before him in fear. Everyone knew this was his favourite toy. “How?” he growled, causing the guard to tremble even further. “ Alpha, I—“ Before the guard could finish, his heart was ripped out of his chest by Alpha Jacob. His beta and the three Warriors that reported the missing prisoner, all stared. The warriors jaws dropped in absolute stunned fear and disbelief. “No one takes what’s mine!” Alpha Jacob turned to his beta, his eyes still burning crimson red. His beta, although he’s been with him for years, knows enough to take a step back. “Find her! Do not return, until you do!” With that, Alpha Jacob stormed out of the dungeon. Blood still dripping from his hand that he had used to impale his guard with *** The branches in the bushes dug deep into her arms, but she didn’t stop to check her wounds. No, she didn’t have time. She knew he’d be looking for her. Although she was weakened from all the beatings and the assaults, and although she had no wolf to communicate with, she knew she needed to push harder. He would be looking for her soon. If not already. She knew the traces of her blood on those thorns in the bushes would lead him this way, but she didn’t have time to worry about that. No, she needed to keep pushing. That became her mantra as soon as she managed to find her way out of the cell. She wasn’t even sure that her plan would work, but not all the guards were bad. Some of them felt sadness for her. Some of them respected the meat bond. Not all of them cared about status, not like their alpha did. She managed to befriend a few of the guards enough that they would let their guard down. She’d been planning this escape for months. Slowly, she built a rapport with a few of the guards. They would sneak her food when she wasn’t supposed to be given any, they would sneak her in water as well. They truly did help her maintain her wits and strength for this great escape. She knew that if she failed, there would not be another chance to escape him. She had to keep pushing! If she could find her way out of his pack, she could call her family. If she could just reach her father, the beta from her original pack, he would come and save her. Her family, to this day, thinks that she is in a loving, mate relationship. They were all fooled just as she was. As she navigated through the forest of Mountain Run Pack territory, she paid close mind to her direction. This was unfamiliar territory. Without her wolf to guide her senses, she could very well end up turning around and that is the last thing she wanted to happen. After her monstrous mates' abuse last night, the guard she befriended made quick work to nurse her back to health, well, as best as you could, with a dying wolf unable to assist. They managed to give her first aid to her wounds and food and water. They gave her an injection. At first, she thought it was more wolfsbane, but it was a pain reliever. That is what’s currently fueling her escape right now. They accidentally left her cell door open, managing to wedge a hinge to make sure it appeared accidental. The broken hinge would appear as though her mate, Alpha Jacob, had inadvertently done it when he had stormed in on one of his many visits, making the busted hinge finally faulty. That was hope anyway. This was truly her only chance. If he found her, he would surely kill her. Honestly, if she’d failed in her escape, then she wanted to die. His abuse was more than she could survive any longer, especially without her wolfs’ strength. She had been trapped in that awful cell for nearly 3 months now. She regrets it, begging her father to allow her to travel before she takes a serious role in her career within the pack. She was always so studious, to focus on her studies, to party, or to live the typical teen life. She saw the negative effects it had on her two siblings' lives, and the strain caused in the beginning. When they each found their mates, she didn’t want that. She wanted her mate to be proud of her for all her life’s adventures together. Her sister was always a popular she-wolf with many friends, but also many ex-boyfriends and lovers. Her mate was a respectable elite warrior with the council, he hated the image his mate presented and almost rejected her because of it. Thankfully, he didn’t, but they had a rough start. Her brother was no better at not making an uncomfortable mess. Being the future, beta of their pack, he slept around… A lot. Even against their parent's wishes, he took a long-term girlfriend, and when he finally found his maid, his girlfriend wasn’t willing to step aside easily. His girlfriend wanted the status that his position within the pack would’ve offered her, and it nearly ended his bond with his Tate. His girlfriend’s greed, and his blind stubbornness to see the truth had nearly cost him all he originally wanted. Rebecca wanted none of that, so she hid in the background and earned a career instead of a reputation. She was trying to be a historian. She always wanted to be an official pack historian. It was a role of honor and absolute knowledge. Her grades and focus had earned her acceptance into a very limited program and, in the end, she made her parents and Alpha pair, all proud. Oh, that is lost now. She allowed her siblings to tease her enough, which lead her to convincing her parents that she should take one trip just to experience freedom before she became a responsible adult. Now she’s lost her freedom entirely. She misses her family every day. As a tear rolled down her cheek at the thought of her family, a branch snapped only feet from her, this broke from her thoughts and pushed her to continue. Following that branch snapping sound, she could hear a distinctive and angry Alpha howl not much further away. She had been running for hours, she had to be close to the border limits by now. Without a wolf, she’d never have known it though. She wouldn’t be able to sense the borderline, she could’ve even already passed it for all she knew. Water! She thought immediately. There had to be a source of running water somewhere. This would mask her scent trail, but where? Every pack in North America had a source of running water going through it. It was a necessity for shifters. She could hear wolves in the distance, and they were all sounding terrifying to her. She pushed herself off the tree. She was temporarily leaning on, and ran harder. Alpha Jacob was fueled by absolute rage. How dare she defy him! He had no idea how she managed to escape the cell, but he didn’t care, all would be punished for this oversight. Clearly, he was going too easy on her. Last night's abuse should have subdued her, but she managed to escape? Someone had to have helped her. They would all suffer because of this. His wolf, Tank, was beyond enraged. His mate tried to reject him first, and now she was trying to run? Not a chance. She’d be lucky to be able to walk after he collected her, much less survive. Tank didn’t want to kill his mate, though. No, that would weaken him. He wanted her to be subservient in every possible way. That was how a mate treated her alpha. Jacob, however, didn’t want a weak nerd with average physical looks as a mate, but he wanted his wolf happy, so he would keep her locked away. Using her when he felt the urge or anger. Once they break her, completely this time, he could then take his own chosen wife, and just keep his true mate locked away to keep Tank, his wolf happy. If she dies in any of the assaults planned in the future, then they would have the back-up of a chosen mate to mark and preserve the strength for Tank. Alpha received a mind link from one of his trackers, telling him he was close to the runaway. Alpha Jacob then released a terrifying roar of a howl, signifying his men to follow his lead. As he ran in the direction of his tracker, he smirked. He found her. And he was going to make sure that she regretted ever choosing to try and escape again.