Alpha's Revenge

“What the hell are you doing in my room Tabitha?” He says with a low growl.

“I was just here checking on the prisoner.” she says.

“Who asked you to do that? I never gave you or anyone permission to be in my room. You have ten seconds to get out of here before I send you to the cells.” says Malcolm.

“Well, I just thought that I’d do it since she isn’t from this pack and can’t be trusted alone.” she says.

“Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five...” he counts backwards.

“Malcolm, you can’t be serious.” she says.

“Four, three two,..” he continues counting.

“Okay, okay, I’m going.” She runs out of the room and slams the door behind her.

“Now that the trash is gone, how is my little Luna doing?” he says smiling at me.

“First, I’m not your Luna. Second, how do you think I’m doing with a silver collar on me and wolfsbane running through my veins?” I growl at him with anger.

“I’m sorry for the wolfsbane, but I needed to get you into my room with as little fuss as possible. As for the collar, well if you behave, I’ll gladly take it off of you.” he smirks.

“And what do you mean by behave?” I already knew the answer but I wanted the bastard to say it out loud.

“Well, if you agree to be my Luna and share your companies with me, among other things.” he says.

“What other things?” He’s crazy if he thinks I won’t make him admit everything he wants from me.

“Your body for starters and pups later on. We’ll need an heir to take over both packs in the future and the companies of course.” There it was. The whole truth.

“And what if I refuse to share all of those things with you?” I say.

“Well, as you know, some things can be forced.” he sneers at me.

“So, you’re telling me that if I refuse being your Luna, you will mark and mate me without my permission?”

“Exactly. As for the companies, they may not be mine in name, but you’ll be mine and therefore so will the companies. In the end the profits will benefit both of the packs which will be combined into one big pack.” he says as if he is just discussing a grocery delivery or something small.

“You’re insane!” I scream.

“No, I’m doing what is necessary to make my pack one of the greatest in the country.” He’s delusional.

“No, what you did is called kidnapping, and what you’re going to do is called rape. I’m not giving my body or my companies to you. Find another way to make your pack great.” His nostrils flared and he slapped me hard across the face. I felt blood drip from my lip and anger surged through me.