A Beast's Prisoner

Chapter Six

-Gage POV-

“Here we go.” I say to myself.

I rush down the stairs. My fingers itch to get my hands on Hendrix’s men. They were bold enough to enter my territory. Now they better be ready for the consequences because once they are in my territory, it’s all game now.

My men had spotted them a day ago in the nearby town and we’ve been keeping tabs on them. Biding our time to see if they slipped up. And now they did.

Max said that they were going in circles around town. They were obviously looking for something or someone.

(But what or who the f**k would be so important that Hendrix would have his men come into my territory for?)

I walk to the edge of the woods. “Let’s find these fuckers.” I say to my warriors.

I shift as my clothes rip and so do my pack. We howl ready for a hunt and take off running.

We all scatter into groups which is what we do when we hunt. It is not long before we catch their scent. A howl to our left from a pack member alerts us that they are on to something.

We run in that direction and the scent of the enemy gets stronger.

We hear snarling and fighting in the distance, when we get there, Max has one of Hendrix’s men under his feet. Ready to give him the killing blow on my command.

I want to shred him to pieces myself but I also want to know why he is here.

I shift to human form. “Let our men take him to the packhouse. Get everything you can from him.”

“Gage.” James says. I look back to see him and a few other pack members bring four more of Hendrix men.

My attention is brought back to a ruckus just over a hill in front of us, where another bunch of our pack members howls.

“Keep one more of them and kill the rest.” I say to James as I look up at the hill.

I start walking with Max behind me. As I reach the top of the hill, I look down to see my pack surrounding what looks like to be a woman.

“What the f**k?” I whisper.

I start walking over to them and see she is hiding something under her arms. I manage to see a set of smaller hands.

“I kid?”

As I get closer, the scent of humans hits me and makes me stop in my tracks because there is something else. There is another scent but I can’t quite make it out. She mostly smells of cedarwood and the child too but the child has a werewolf scent instead of a human.

I stand in front of them. The woman looks up at me. She is obviously scared but I am taken aback. She is beautiful. Green bright eyes, brown wavy hair, and sun-kissed tanned skin. She is small and looks delicate.

“Who are you?” I ask her.

Her eyes, which just a minute ago held fear now hold anger. She looks down and doesn’t say a word.

She obviously knows about our kind because otherwise, she would be terrified right now.

“I’ll ask you one last time. Who are you?” My tone has finality in it.

“A hiker.” She blurs out. “I was hiking with my son.”

(Now she lies to me.)

This pisses me off. I grab her by the arm and lift her to her feet. My eyes quickly go to her neck.

(She’s marked?! Explains the kid being a werewolf. Probably her kid.)

I pull her in and smell her neck where her mark is. My nose touches her soft skin and I can see how her skin reacts to my soft touch.

“Let me go!” She shouts.

I am puzzled, all I smell is cedarwood. But I can tell that’s not her real scent. It’s as if she rubbed cedarwood all over her.

I am so distracted trying to figure her out, that I don’t notice the little hands that punch at my side.

“Let mommy go!” The kid shouts.

I ignore the pup because I can barely feel the hits and focus on her. I stare at her trying to figure her out but then my eyes drift down to her body. Her small waist accentuated by her perky breasts makes my loins ache and burn. My eyes go back up to hers and we stare at each other.

(What a beauty.)

Max, who apparently shifted, puts a hand on my shoulder.

“Do you think they were chasing her?” He asks.

I let her go and she kneels back down with the kid, holding him protectively.

“I... I don’t know.” I say as I look at them.

“Yes.” She says.

We both stare at her.

“I told you. We were hiking and they suddenly attacked us.”

I growl. “I hate liars.”

“I... I’m not lying.” She says.

“You are, girl!” I shout. “These are no hiking trails here and you are not dressed for hiking.” I lower myself to her and make my voice lower. “Now tell me who you are and why were they after you.”

She looks at me defiantly but doesn’t say a word.

“That’s fine then. We’ll get it out of you.” I say trying to intimidate her.

Her demeanor doesn’t change.

I lift myself back up exposing myself to her.

“Take them back to the packhouse.” I say to Max.

He nods and gets to it. I head back but throughout the whole walk back, I am still puzzled by this. Nothing like this has ever happened before.

When I get to the packhouse, I take a quick shower and get dressed. I quickly make my way down the stairs to go to the cells because I want to know what we can get from the men first.

“Is it true? There was a girl and a kid.” James asks as he starts to walk with me.

“Yea.” I say.

“And you told Max to put them in the cells?!” He says sounding outraged.

“He what? Uh!” I hit my face with my palm at the stupidity of Max.

“You didn’t...” He says and sighs as I shake my head.

“That big dummy.” He mumbles. “He is so unsensitized.”

I ignore him and head down to the cells and to the torturing chambers but Paul comes out cleaning his bloodied hands.

“Already?” I ask surprised.

He nods with a wicked grin.

“Guess what kind of birdy has fallen into our laps.” His smile gets wider and wider.

“Tell me.”

-Malena POV-

“Listen, baby. Whatever happens, don’t fight yet. Okay? Bide your time and wait for the right moment. If you get a chance to run without mommy, do it.” I say to Dayton.

“But-”

“No buts. You do it.” I say.

He nods and takes a deep breath. “I will come back for you mommy.”

I kiss him and hold him tight.

I start to remember the man from before.

(Was that Alpha Gage?)

I was angry and scared but his face and body are imprinted in my mind. A gorgeous man. Blue eyes, brown hair, and a stubble. He didn’t look to be so bad but then again, he doesn’t know who I am yet.

We hear a gate opening and people walking towards us. I hold him tight and watch as the handsome man from before walks into view. He is now fully clothed but now he looks pissed.

His men open our cell and walk in. They walk over to us and start to pull Dayton away from me but I hold tight on to him.

“NO!” I shout.

“NO MOMMY!” Dayton shouts.

One of the men pushes me back, making me fall to the ground. That’s when they managed to take him from me.

“NO!” I shout.

I quickly get up and try to get back to him as they take him away but the handsome man from before pushes me and I fall back on the ground. I get back up but when Dayton is out of my sight, the man rushes me and pins me on the wall with his hands on my neck.

He is squeezing and there is no air flowing into my lungs.

He gets close to my ear. “I know who gave you that mark. Do you know how long I have waited for this moment? This is all I've dreamed about and suddenly, out of nowhere, you fall right into my hands.”

He loosens his grip and I am able to breathe again. I cough and claw at his hands trying to free myself from him but he is too strong. He doesn’t even flinch as my nails scratch his skin.

“So...” I try to take a deep breath before I continue. “... it's safe to assume... that you are Alpha Gage.” I manage to say almost breathless.

He gives me a wicked smile that makes me shiver.

“The one and only.” He lowly growls out.

“And now you want to kill me because you think it will break him?” I ask.

He just stares at me curiously to see where I am going with this.

“Why? Why do I have to pay for his sins? I want to rid myself of him just as much as you-”

He squeezes my neck again cutting me off.

“He took my mate from me!” He spits out. “Taking you, would even the score.”

His eyes darken and I can tell that he means it. Tears escape me and I start seeing spots.

He suddenly looks as if he gets irritated with himself. He growls and then throws me to the ground where I hit hard.

I slowly sit up taking deep breaths. “Fine...” I say in a small voice. “If you want to kill me, then do it but please... not my son.”

I look up at him with watering eyes and start to plead. “Please not him. He is just a child. Please, don’t punish him for his father's selfishness.”

I know that pleading to an Alpha werewolf to spare another Alpha werewolf that would possibly grow up to be a threat is basically pointless. But I have to try.

He gives me a menacing growl and starts walking towards me. I scurry back, feeling scared until I hit the wall. He leans in to take me by the hand but I slap and punch at him.

"No!"

He takes me by the hair and lifts me up to my feet.

"Get up!" He shouts.

When he gets me up, he quickly puts me over his shoulder.

“NO!!” I scream.

I kick and hit as he takes me out of the cell and starts walking up the stairs. We reach the top of the stairs and I continue to scream.

“LET ME GO!! I punch and kick but he keeps silent and continues to walk around his packhouse.

We reach the stairs that lead to the second floor and he starts walking up.

(f**k! Is he taking me to his room?!)

“STOP!!” I continue to scream while his pack members make way and stand watching us.

He finally makes it to a door. He opens it and walks in then, throws me and I land on something soft. I quickly back away and can now see that I am in a very small room and I am on a bed.

I hit the headboard. “Don't you touch me!” I shout.

He narrows his eyes at me and then growls.