Well, that went well.
I told him I stole the money, but that was only one lie… On top of a whole pile of other lies that were still hidden away, but I think the biggest shocker of the night was unexpected.
He told me he killed my mother, right before he bit me.
The bastard bit me after he confessed to killing her. How fucked up was that? I was mad, I was sad, upset, all the while, I still loved him.
How could I still love him? Was it the pull to him?
I wasn’t sure how, or why, but all I knew was that we were locked on, and his teeth were still in my neck which seemed to last for several minutes.
I wanted to keep talking, but he thought other wise.
He had no control.
“Marcus! The warehouse is on fire, we gotta go! Our guys are all fucking dead!”
I was so out of it that I failed to realize Christian was in the penthouse. How much time has passed on?
“Marcus,” I whispered as I put my hand on the back of his neck. It felt so good, but at the same time, I didn’t want it to happen like this.
“Marcus, part of the city is on fire! We gotta go!”
The pain, it subsided, and the only thing I felt was Marcus. Our bodies were connected. It was all that I wanted, but not like this.
I brought the gun, I pushed him over the edge, but he killed my fucking mother. I wasn’t sure how this twisted fate got me here, but here I was, in the mouth of my Alpha mate who’s turned into the very beast that he kept hidden away all this time.
I wondered if it was the very beast that killed my mother?
“Get me Xavier, I can’t leave her here!” He roared.
“Fuck! I’ll call reinforcements!” I could hear Christian in the room.
I couldn’t see at this point. The urge of sealing this mark was growing. My teeth were beginning to ache. I wanted to bite something… Or someone… Hard.
“Its me, Christian, get Xavier, he needs to stay with Hunter. Please hurry.”
“Great fucking time for this Christian! This is insanity!”
“Yeah, well, don’t get your hopes too high, looks like it was Xanos doing.”
“FUCK!” Marcus growled as he carried me into the other room.
My eyes were flickering closed. Why was I always like this around him? Was it because I had to submit to him? Was my physical body not strong enough to endure the mating pull? My mind was at odds.
I wanted to know more about my mother, I wanted to tell him everything, and now, I wanted to seal this bond. How could I desire such a thing when he just told me he killed her? Could I blame Marcus’s beast for the monstrosity of his bite? He wasn’t the same. It wasn’t Marcus. I knew he was better then this, but at the same time he killed her.
“I’ll explain everything when I get back. I promise. There is more that you do not understand.” His lips pecked my forehead as he placed me in his bed. I was paralyzed from the bite. Was this normal?
Just as I heard the door closed, I let out a gasp of breath I didn’t realize I was holding in.
I sobbed, I cried, and I yelled. It was all that I could do in my condition now. I was left alone with my thoughts as more questions started flowing through my mind.
How did Marcus know my mother?
Why did he kill her?
How did he know I was her daughter?
What was the connection with my mother and Marcus? Who was my father?
I remained motionless, and to be honest, I didn’t want to move. I was hurt. I had my bullshit lies, but this was something else. My mother was something that was taken from me, and now the man I loved was telling me that he killed her.
The room was silent.
I wish there was more noise to distract me, but only my annoying voice filled my head, pounding me with regrets and questions.
I wasn’t sure how long I was left alone, but it felt like I was the only one in the universe. Tears ran down my face, while the warm blood trickled down my neck.
I couldn’t trust anyone. All I wanted was my brother. He was right about everything. I was rushing into this too fast.
“Troy.” I cried as I stared at the ceiling.
Suddenly, the elevator beeped, like someone was entering the penthouse. I assumed Xavier was here with his posse of men, but was Marcus sending more up here? Was he that paranoid? I could barely get to my feet at this point and now he needed to send more?
“Who the fuck? -” Xavier’s voice cut out, and that’s when I heard the silencer of the gunshot. Maybe it didn’t need a silencer. I could hear so well; it was one shot, then the sound of a body dropping to the floor.
I wanted to get up, I tried my best, but I could only squirm.
I could hear the exchange of gun fire in the living room. It sounded like a blood bath and I wasn’t sure who was on the other end.
I pulled myself off the bed, and I was slowly regaining control over my body. I maneuvered my arms on the ground, pulling my body forward as best I could, but I was going at a snail’s pace.
The gun fire eventually subsided. I wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing, but all I wanted to do was get the hell out of here.
“Hunter.” I heard a familiar voice that I thought I would never hear again.
The door opened slowly, and large footsteps approached.
His silhouette stood over me, I was still so weak, but slowly I was getting my strength back.
I pulled myself up and looked to him. He had a sinister smile, his white button-down shirt, covered in blood. He was wiping his hands with a cloth as he casually looked down to me, like I was a mere insect crawling beneath his feet.
“Well, that was messy.” He grinned as he knelt beside me.
“I wish I could continue this on Marcus’s bed.” Sam’s voice was not the same, it was deepened, and his breathing was fast as he looked to me struggling on the ground.
“What the hell are you doing here?”
He remained silent. His eyes darkened as he dropped the bloodied cloth to the floor.
Suddenly, there was a prick, like an electric spark against my skin. He was so quick, I didn’t realize what he did until it was too late. I pulled the syringe out of my arm and saw that it was already injected into me.
Whatever it was, it was taking effect in a matter of seconds.
“Sam…Sam? What did you do? What did you-”
His silhouette was blurred, and my eyes were closing fast as more footsteps entered the room.
I already collapsed to the floor by the time they arrived.
My eyes remained closed.
I was changing in ways I couldn’t imagine. The sounds in my ears were amplified, my taste buds were tingling with new sensations, and I could smell everything. From the car I was stuffed into, to the men that took me from Marcus’s place - all of it. When I was finally coming back to reality, I knew exactly where I was, but that’s what puzzled me the most.
What was I doing at Kendra’s apartment?
Should I open my eyes? Should I play dead?
Suddenly, the burning sensation on my back was amplified. I couldn’t help to bolt up and scream from agony. It was so painful, like someone was putting a hot poker to my skin.
I opened my eyes, and at first, everything was a blur, but slowly, things were starting to clear.
Based off the smell and sounds, there were several male wolves in the apartment. I had no idea where Kendra was, but I had a terrible feeling. I could smell her, I could smell blood, I could smell a lot of other things that were all too familiar.
“Hunter!!” Her screams were loud, but I wasn’t sure where it was coming from. I was blind, but I had to run to her.
“Kendra!” I ran, and I scrambled in the room, but I couldn’t find her. She wasn’t in the same room I was in.
The dark silhouettes that stood over me, watched me closely. Maybe they were enjoying the spectacle of me trying to find my friend.
“Little lost dingo, your so cute when you’re scared.”
I knew that voice, I felt myself shaking uncontrollably just listening to him.
“James, what the fuck are you doing?” I raised my hands as I analyzed the room. I could almost see clearly. They were wearing all black and heavy boots, but one, was in a suit.
I stopped and looked to the man in the suit.
“Sam.” I growled. He was the only one that would lead James to Kendra’s place. He killed Xavier, he took me, and he’s been planning this with James all along, right under Marcus’s nose.
I pounced on him. He was bigger than me, but I didn’t care.
“Easy does it now Sheela,” James pulled me away, but as he did I realized something strange - his scent - why did he smell so good?
“You’re next asshole.” I snapped back.
“This is what I love about you, there is so much pent-up anger, ready to burst out.” He held me back in a tight grip as I thrashed my legs in the air.
“What the hell are you up to!?” I kept struggling, there was no stopping me, I wasn’t giving into anything.
“Wow, you’re a lot stronger when we last met eh?” He released me into the corner, trapping me between Sam, him and two other men that I assumed were part of James’s pack. “You’ll put up a good fight with my Aphrodite.”
I finally caught eyes with James. He looked different today, his hair was a little longer, but it wasn’t just that. There was something about him that was changed, was he bigger, or was it something else? I couldn’t put my finger on it, and it was driving me nuts.
“What the hell are we doing here? Where is Kendra!? What did you bastards do to her!” I ran at James once again, hoping to at least get one hit in, but I was quickly met his strong arm. He pulled me in, and both arms latched onto me like a seat belt. We were face to face to the point where I could feel his warm breath hit the side of my cheek. My mark on my neck, and my infected back was literally going up in flames, but my adrenaline was too intense to catch the pain.
“I see he bit you.” James’s cold dark eyes blackened, “So tell me, did you bite him back?” He leaned in towards my neck, but thankfully, there was enough room to gain momentum to thrash my head straight into his.
I caught him off guard but was quickly met with his hand pulling my hair back, exposing my neck, “Ah, ah, ah, it seems like Alpha Marcus hasn’t tamed you yet. Maybe a real Alpha should do the honours.”
“Fuck you.” I lathered as much spit as I could and hacked it into his face. I think I even got some in his eye.
“Fucking bitch!” He pushed me to the ground, whipping me over to my stomach. His legs hovered over me and wedged me in place. “Well, while we are here, let me look and see how you’re healing up.”
“I’m going to kill you!” I thrashed, I kicked, and I tried to reach back for him, but there was no use.
“Now, now, I can’t hurt my little Huntress. You have to be in tip top shape for tomorrow.”
“I’m not fighting tomorrow asshole.”
James chuckled as his hand traced over my back. I was wearing a sweater, but his hands were strong enough to tear it to shreds, literally, like tearing a piece of paper in half. “Trust me, you will want to fight.”
What the hell was he talking about? I tried to thrash around more, but there was no use. I was pinned to the floor. His body shuffled down towards my ass.
“Why in the fuck will I want to fight!?”
I could hear the cotton fibres tearing, his hand, pulling the pieces of torn clothing off my body.
“So beautiful.” His hand traced the mark, but what I felt wasn’t pain, it felt good.
“What the hell is it? What did you do to me?!”
“Ahh, my love, only the touch from a mate can cure the pain that devours the flesh.”
I stopped moving, I had to think for a brief moment of what he just said. Was he referring to himself? He was the Alpha of his Omega pack, but did that also mean that this was a mating mark? How was this possible?
It couldn’t be, it wouldn’t make sense. He must be lying.
“Don’t you feel it, didn’t you feel it the day in the office?” He continued tracing his fingers along my back.
“What are you talking about?!”
“It wasn’t just Xanos in the office, I was meeting him there. You were too enthralled with getting on your knees to realize it. The pull was so strong you lost consciousness; I suppose having two of us there made you hysterical.”
He leaned forward, whispering in my ear as his hand continued tracing on my back, “Everything is possible. What is the one thing I don’t have that your two brothers have?”
I thrashed again, I was weak, but the constant fear of the unknown was pushing me to my limit.
“You are nothing, and you will never be like them.” I gritted between my teeth.
“That my love…” He got up, temporarily releasing my body. I tried to run, but he was too quick. He flipped me over to my back and planted his legs once again on my chest. “Is something you need to re-think.”
I felt lightheaded, and my body shook, but it was more anger than anything else.
“Hunter!” Kendra’s cries came from the other room.
I turned my head to see the door explode open. It was Kendra, well, it barely looked like her. My mouth hung open at the sight, and tears immediately filled my eyes when I saw her condition.
Her hair resembled a tussled bird’s nest, and the only clothes she had on was a partially torn white bra that was barely clinging to her body. She had claw marks, bruises, blood stains, and her eyes were black and blue. She wore blood as a lipstick, she resembled the undead, and I was the one to blame.
This was all my fault.
And I couldn’t do a fucking thing about it.
I should have told Marcus from the start about James, and now Kendra was suffering for it.
Why was I so stupid?! What was I so scared to tell the truth?!
“You’re going to pay for what you did!!” I thrashed around some more, but James kept me tightly pinned to the floor. “What did you do you bastard!?”
I kept my eyes on her as she crawled on the floor, trying to reach her hand to mine. I was only inches from her, but that’s when Sam scooped her up from the floor.
“Didn’t we already teach you manners girl?!” Sam threw her over his shoulder and walked back into the bedroom. My heart dropped at the sight; I was willing to trade places with her if I had to. She didn’t deserve this, she had nothing to do with this.
“She’s the least of your worries little lost Dingo.” James held me by the neck, pulling it to the side.
“I’m going to kill you.” My voice deepened and my body tensed up.
“Do you know what you father said right before I slit his throat?”
“I don’t know my father.”
He laughed like an insane lunatic, “You are really lost, I thought Marcus would at least tell you before he marked you.” His hand grazed the side of my cheek and I pulled away.
“Fuck you.” I growled back.
“Those were his exact words Dingo.” He leaned in, pulling my hair back as his dark eyes stared into mine. I wasn’t sure how, but I was personally going to kill James, and I was going to enjoy it.
“You both have the exact same eyes.” He whispered.
He pulled my head to the side, exposing my throbbing mark left by Marcus. Maybe it was burning because I haven’t completed the mating ritual. I wasn’t sure, but the pain was excruciating.
All the while, I could hear Kendra’s screams coming from the other room.
“Let her go, she has nothing to do with this!”
“She actually has something to do with this, isn’t that right Sam?”
Her screams stopped, Sam opened the door, he was shirt less, and he had scratch marks that were already starting to heal.
“She’s a fighter that one, she’s also part of the reason you stole from me Hunter.” He began adjusting the cufflinks on his shirt.
“I chose to steal it, and technically, I stole it from Marcus. You’re just a little pawn to James and his sick perverted plans of god knows what. You’re NOTHING. You will just be an annoying pervert that’s too much of a pussy to do the right thing.”
Sam growled and approached me. His hands were balled into fists as he stomped forward.
“Easy does it Sam, she’s mine to tame.” James smiled as he looked back to me.
“Yeah Sam, be a little obedient bitch and listen like a good boy.”
“Easy does it there little Huntress, quite the mouth on you eh!? Hanging around too many wolves.” James tightened his grip on me, but I continued.
“You’re good as dead for going against your Alpha, so how much is James paying you?”
Sam knelt down and looked to me, “That’s what I’m told, but its not about the money anymore.”
“What’s in this for you then? You betray your pack, your Alpha, your no better then a rat!”
His smile grew large as he looked to James, “Need anything else, Alpha?”
I laughed hysterically, “This is your new Alpha then huh?! What an upgrade!” I crazily continued laughing, I was on the brink of losing my mind.
“Laugh all you want dear, but soon enough, I’ll be the top Alpha in this city.” James leaned in and his legs tightened around me, almost to the point where it was getting hard to breathe.
“Your nothing James, you’re a pathetic Alpha, and now Alpha Hiro will come after you.”
He forcefully grabbed my jaw, squeezing it tightly in his hand, “You know, your small little mouth is something I always missed since that night. It can barely fit me in.”
“You’ll have to kill me then.” I tried to spit again, but his hand squeezed too tightly for me to lather enough in my mouth.
“So does Marcus know yet?”
I kept quiet as I locked eyes with him.
“That’s what I thought. Too scared, too weak to tell the truth. You’re no better then little’ol Sam here.”
Sam looked uneasy with the comment but kept quiet.
“You’re weak like your father.” James said.
“Like I said asshole, I don’t have a father.”
“I think Kane would roll over in his grave if he heard his only daughter say that.”
I tried to hold in my emotion, but his answer shocked me, I couldn’t help to gasp.
“What?” I replied.
“Alpha Kane darling, you’re his little runt.”
“Too bad Marcus didn’t have the heart to tell you.”
What the hell was happening? How could this be? What were the chances? Was everyone playing me this entire time? Was my life a game to everyone?
I felt the tears coming through, I didn’t want them to, but they were.
“Shhh, don’t cry, soon enough, your mark will pull us together, but-” He pulled my neck to the side, “This ugly thing will have to go.”
I was lost for words; I was so confused.
I felt his warm tongue suddenly devour my neck, it lathered onto my burning mark, but surprisingly, it eased the pain.
What did this mean?!
“What are you doing?” I was choking up. There was too much information spinning in my head to contain myself. I was so angry, but at the same time, I was so … Relaxed.
“See,” He whispered in my ear, “The touch of a mate will ease the pain.”
I was paralyzed once again, just like when I was back with Marcus. I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs, but there wasn’t enough oxygen to pull in.
I was praying. I wasn’t religious, but I was praying to whatever god was out there that was listening.
I needed to be released. For once in my life, I needed to be free. I needed to relinquish myself from the shackles of my oppressors.
“I won’t bite you.” I muttered under my breath.
“I was thinking, after the fight we can enjoy ourselves with our own little ritual.”
I started laughing, “Just kill me then. I would rather die.”
“You see, I got this puppy off your little boy friend. I mean, he does supply it to me.” James pulled out a tiny orange capped syringe with a green substance filled quarter way full.
It was volt, but that’s not what frightened me most.
“Where is he?” My voice deepened, my mind, falling into a deeper pit of rage. He was referring to Troy. How could they have him if he were home, protected by Marcus’s pack.
“Somewhere safe.” James replied.
“Are you sure I am?”
I hesitated. Was I wrong? He liked to play mind games, but what if I was wrong? What if he was taken and I was betting on my own brothers’ life.
“Finish the fight, then he lives.”
“What the hell kind of ultimatum is this? What’s in it for you?”
“Disgruntled feuding brothers that want to kill each other,” James smiled. “All the while, you will come crawling back to me love. You have Alpha blood running through those pretty little veins of yours, and I am in need of a mate, what better choice then to have Alpha Kane’s only daughter.”
He leaned in for a kiss and I pulled my face to the side, “In time, you will come to me, it will be UNBEARABLE,” he whispered as he leaned in closely.
“I will NEVER agree to this.”
“Well, see for yourself.” He pulled out a phone and held it in front of my face.
I gasped when I saw the image. It was Troy, but it barely looked liked him. He was tied to a chair, his eyes were black and blue, and his forearm was facing upwards. A similarly looking syringe to what James had was stuck into his bare arm. I wasn’t sure where he was, it looked like a warehouse, but it literally could be any where in Elysium. His head was facing downwards like he was unconscious. He was wearing the same clothes from the night I left him after the meeting. He must have been taken that night.
He’s been with James for the past day while I was on a revenge spree with Marcus. My brother, my best friend, my other half, kidnapped while I’m figuring out my shit with Marcus. My lies, my mistakes, my impulses, all led to here, and I was handing myself to James on a fucking platter. How could I allow this to go on for so long? How could I be so foolish? How could I be manipulated so much?
“If you tell any of your boyfriends about Troy, he’s dead. If you run, he’s dead. If you try some measly attempt to kill me, he’s dead. If you bite down those pretty little teeth in anyone else but me, he’s dead. You will fight tomorrow, and you will make me proud. You will make your daddy proud, and no, I’m not referring to daddy Kane, I’m referring to your new Daddy,” His hand grazed the side of my face and I immediately jerked my head to swat it away.
“Why do you want me to fight so bad? I’m fighting your fighter; this doesn’t make any sense. There is more to this then just tearing Marcus and Xanos apart.”
“You will see little dingo, you will see, besides, I want the whole damn city to see your Omega mark, everyone will know your mine.”
“I’M NOT YOURS.”
He brought his face to mine, but this time I didn’t pull away. I kept my eyes focused on him, I wanted to show him I wasn’t afraid. He was only an inch away, and his lips were close to mine, “Not yet…” He whispered.
I was sinking into a dark place. Something deep inside me was bubbling up, it was unknown to me what it was, but it was pushing me to the edge.
I didn’t reply, but kept my gaze on him. I wanted to look into his eyes one last time before I killed him.
I had a plan now.
I wasn’t sure if it was going to work, but I had to try.
I wasn’t going to submit to him, or anyone. I was going to take matters into my own hands, no matter the cost.
I took in a deep breath.