Alpha's Revenge

“I don’t think you heard me which can’t be right since we have amazing hearing as Alphas, but I distinctly remember telling you that I refuse to be your Luna and nothing will change that fact.” 

“We’ll see about that.” He says before the two guards grab me and take me down to the cells again. So much for staying out of trouble. 

**Chapter 9 (21st Birthday Surprise)** 

Today is my 21st birthday, but instead of being in a room waiting for my parents and friends to celebrate, I am locked in a dungeon. He has kept me down here ever since that day in his office. I have been whipped with silver laced whips and beaten with their fists. At one point, I thought that I was going to die, but my ability to heal kept me alive. My wolf is still with me thankfully after all of this and that’s surprising. Most wolves would have gone into a long hibernation by now or even died. The door to the dungeon creaks open and I can make out three steps of footsteps walking towards my cell. They’re coming early than usual but I guess it doesn’t matter as long as they get it over with quickly.  

Something is different this time though, because Malcolm is with them. He never comes down here for them to carry out my punishments. I know that I shouldn’t speak but the Alpha in me will not let me hold my tongue from saying the snarky remark that comes out of my mouth. “So, you finally come to dish out your own punishment or are you just here to watch?” I say with a small smirk on my face. 

“Still feisty. I see your time down here hasn’t changed you at all.” he says. 

“Why would it? I’m still me no matter what you do to me.” 

“I had hoped that you would be more compliant by now, but no matter. Hold her!” He shouts and I look at the other two men coming at me. They grabbed my arms and held me tight while he walked up to me. I noticed too late that he was holding a syringe with a greenish liquid inside. Sniffing the air, I realize that the syringe has wolfsbane in it and I start to struggle. 

“What the hell are you doing? That stuff will kill me. Are you crazy? Get away from me!” I shout. 

“Given in large doses it can kill you, but I am only going to give you enough to knock you out for a little while and if you’re a good girl, I’ll even take that collar off of you.” He says before stabbing the needle into my arm.  

The liquid spreads like wildfire through my body and I jerk and fall to the floor when they let me go. I scream as tears roll down my face. The whole time they've beaten and whipped me, I’ve never let them see me cry or hear a scream come from me, but this was too much. My healing ability was working overtime trying to heal me but due to the collar, it wasn’t working as fast as normal. My wolf is howling in my head as I lay screaming on the floor. Someone picks me up and I can feel myself being carried away as darkness takes over me. The last thing I hear before going completely out is Malcolm saying, “Take my Luna to my room and tie her to the bed. I’ll be up in a few minutes after I take care of some business. And boys, nobody better lay a finger on her or you’ll regret it.” 

When I awake, my head is pounding and the clothes are sticking to my body from the sweat. I’m still nowhere near healed and I barely have the energy to keep my eyes open. I can spell Malcolm’s scent all over this room and it makes me want to vomit. The light hurts my eyes so I close them again after making sure that nobody was in the room. His scent is potent here but I can also tell that he hasn’t been in here for hours. How long have I been in here? I wonder to myself.  

I must have dozed off again, because the next time my eyes open the room is darker but that isn’t what bothers me. There is a presence in the room and a low growl comes from me as I recognize the scent. I try to sit up but it is hard to do with my hands and legs being tied to the bed. _“I’ve been trying to free us but I can’t because I’m still too weak. I’m sorry Reigna.”_ says my wolf. _“It’s okay Cleo, I understand. Hopefully she doesn’t try anything.”_ I say back to her. 

“Well, well, well, what do we have here? I thought you said that you wanted nothing to do with him, but here you are tied to his bed.” she says.