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Chapter 1: A walk in the woods – Part 2/2

I groaned. “What now?” I seriously don’t think I could handle any more shit right now.

“Brian and I were doing our rounds when we came across an intruder. She had attacked Brian, minimal injuries. We have her in custody, down in the holding cells.” He explained cautiously.

For fuck sake, this is not what I need right now. I pulled at my hair in frustration and stood to my feet, prepared to go down to the cells and take care of things.

Luca didn’t move; he remained where he was and put a hand up, stopping me. “There’s one more thing?” He said hesitantly.

My brows pulled together, and I raised an eyebrow at him in question.

He sighed heavily. “The woman is human.”

I growled loudly. “What? You brought a human here! To our pack!” I was beyond angry at my Beta’s decision to bring a human into our pack. Such a stupid move could quickly put our kind at risk.

I stood quickly from my chair, causing the chair to fly into the wall. “What the fuck were you thinking, Luca?”

He took a step back. “When Brian was approaching her, she sprayed him with something, Alpha. We thought she might be a threat and that it would be best that she be captured and brought back here.”

I rubbed my hand down my face, beyond frustrated at this point. “Do you understand the shit you’ve just caused me?”

He lowered his head in shame. “I apologize, Alpha. We thought she might be a hunter. Should I release her?”

I shook my head quickly. “No, she can’t be released. She must be dealt with as soon as possible to protect our pack and our kind.”

Luca pursed his lips and didn’t respond for a moment. “Of course, Alpha.” He finally agreed.

I pinched the bridge of my nose. “Take me to the girl; I want to speak with her, make sure she isn’t working with hunters or that anyone else is with her. I don’t need or want anyone coming here looking for her.” I rounded the desk and stormed out of the office, rage coursing through my blood.

Amelia’s POV:

The smell of blood and metal flooded my nostrils, making me groan in distaste. I opened my eyes and tried to sit up, but my head began to throb. I raised my hand and held my forehead, causing the chains on my wrists to rattle, then the memories came back. As I looked around the room, I began to panic, only to find myself chained up in a make-shift cell. I tried to stand, but the chains restricted me from doing so. I yanked on the chains as hard as I could, but they didn’t budge and just dug into my wrists.

What am I going to do?

My heart was pounding out of my chest as fear took hold of me. Suddenly, I heard voices and footsteps nearing the cell, and then two enormous figures appeared before me. One of them was the man who had knocked me out, and I didn’t recognize the other man. I froze, staring at the strange man. He was taller than the other and built like a shit brick house, wearing a tight-fitting shirt, showcasing his muscles and jeans that hugged his curves as if they were made just for his body. He had short dirty blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and a sharp jawline. The man was beautiful and built to perfection, and I was so enticed by him that sexual desire rose between my thighs, causing me to squeeze my legs together.

He stood there staring at me before leaning down slightly and unlocking the cell door. He bent down as he entered the cell and closed the space between us. He was even bigger up close up as he towered over me. He now stood in front of me; his scent was intoxicating. I closed my eyes and inhaled it, letting it calm me. Why the hell is my kidnapper having this effect on me; it felt wrong and also felt right. I opened my eyes and stared deep into those blue orbs of his as his eyes roamed up and down my body, taking in every inch of me. The large man lifted his hand and moved a piece of my hair away from my face. His touch sent tingles down my spine. A slight smile began to form on his face, but just as fast as it appeared, it was gone, and his eyes had now turned pitch black. The same hand that was so gentle a moment ago was now tightly gripping my throat as he slammed me against the wall, making me gasp in fear and pain.

I struggled to breathe and began to claw at his arm, trying to get him to let go of me, but it was pointless, he was too strong, and my scratches did not affect him.

His blue eyes stared into mine “Who the hell are you? And what are you doing here?” He sneered.

I gasped for air. “I…I..ca…” My vision was becoming blurry now, and my chest began to burn from the lack of oxygen. Realizing this, he dropped me onto the floor and bent down, so he was eye level with me. I coughed and took in large gulps or air, trying to regain myself.

“ANSWER ME!” He shouted in my face.

I glared at him for a second, then cleared my throat. “I…I was hiking.” I managed to get out.

He raised an eyebrow, a bewildered look on his face. “Hiking?” He asked curiously.

“Yea, you know that thing that people sometimes do. I came here to hike through the forest when that guy.” I pointed towards my capture. “Hit me on the head and brought me here.” I motioned around me.

He furrowed his brows. “What’s your name?” He questioned.

I scoffed. “What does it matter? You’re probably going to kill me, so why introduce myself.” I spat.

“I asked you a question; now answer me.” He said in a lethal tone.

I groaned. “Amelia, my name is Amelia. Now can you please let me go? You have no right to kidnap me and keep me here when I was just fucking hiking.” I yelled in his face; I was becoming angry now.

He raised his hand and backhanded me across the face. “Do not raise your voice at me! And I will do as I please.” He stood to his full height and towered above me, snarling down at me. He turned on his heels and towards the door.

He glanced back at me. “Keep Amelia here……for now.” He said to the other man, and he nodded in response.

My eyes widened in shock and horror. “No, let me go. You can’t fucking do this.” I hollered at him. I stood up as much as I could and struggled with the chains, pulling on them with all my strength. The sharp metal dug into my skin, and blood began to drip down my fingers, but I didn’t care. My panic level was now in overdrive. Tears began to prick at my eyes as I feared for the worst. Before exiting the cell, he stopped in his tracks but didn’t look back at me.

“Please, I’m begging you, don’t do this.” I pleaded with him as tears were now streaming down my face.

He straightened himself and continued out of the cell, locking the door behind him and disappearing from my sight.

“FUCK!” I screamed aloud.

I came here to Killarney park, just to go hiking, as a tribute to my parent’s memory. I just wanted to relax and enjoy myself, try to ease the pain I was dealing with, the heartbreak I was enduring, and now, I was utterly screwed. So I collapsed, my knees hitting the hard floor, as tears stained my cheeks, thinking about the fact that my life was now over. I was going to die or rot in this cell for the rest of my days.

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