Bryan’s pov
I looked at my father’s gamma, he was sitting on the other side of the large desk and deep in thought.
“Well son I understand your concern, I will surely help Sabrina, she is my daughter’s best friend.” he said with a gentle smile.
“But a little heads up, she is cold and distant, she hardly says anything so I don’t think she will open up easily.” I said to him, and he smiled.
“It is my job to get her to open up so relax” he responded with confidence, but I knew that she will crush his confidence.
Its been two weeks since we found Sabrina and in those weeks she hasn’t said much words to anyone. When you talk to her sometimes she just looks at you and then pretend like you don’t exist, I am her mate, and she is even cold to me. She sometimes disappears in the middle of the night, the weird part was that she moves so fast and quiet that I don’t even hear her. So, since it’s been 2 weeks now I thought that it would be better if she started seeing a therapist and Mel’s father is one of the best.
I actually started seeing him myself as a child when I went missing, but that is a story for another day.
“Don’t worry so much Bryan, I will come and see her the first thing tomorrow morning. In just a few weeks she will be back to her old self.” he said with confidence.
I looked at him and I knew that he wished that she would go back to her old self because this whole thing has affected his daughter. But then we also know that it wont be that easy, I was only taken for a few weeks and the experience left me traumatized. Sabrina has been gone for years, not days, weeks or months but 4 full years with a few months on top of them.
He said goodbye and left, and I looked at Zac who was quiet the entire time I was having that conversation with Mr Finn. It was like he wasn’t even there, he looked up at me and smiled, but it was a sad smile.
“You know I thought that when we find her I would feel less lonely, but I feel so lonely. I look at my little sister and all I see is a stranger.” he chuckled as he finished saying this.
“It's understandable Zac, we don’t know what she went through, but hopefully he will be able to find out.” I said trying to convince myself more than I was him.
I went to my room and found Sabrina reading a book, the Sabrina I knew never liked reading but the one in front of me can read all day. I have heard how when people read a book they smile when something good happens, frown when something bad happens and cry. But she just sits there and read a book, her face just remains the same, I have never seen her react In any way when she is reading.
I sat on the couch next to her and she looked up for only a few seconds before reading her book again.
“You never really said anything about us being mates.” I said to her, and she closed her book and then looked at me dead in the eyes.
“I Sabrina James, daughter of the late beta Zack James reject you Alpha Prince Bryan Cullen as my mate.” she said with a smirk.
I just sat there frozen and the next thing I know I had her pinned against the wall, her smirk only got wider by my action.
“DON’T f*****g SAY THOSE WORDS AGAIN DO YOU UNDERSTAND SABRINA, IF YOU DO I SWEAR BY THE MOONGODDESS I WILL MARK YOU MINE HERE AND NOW.” I said, and her eyes never left mine.
I stepped back, I looked at her and was surprised that she still seemed so calm and unfazed. Because I could feel the fear of all the werewolves in my pack, they all felt that surge of power I just released when I was angry.
Hell, the walls vibrated and yet she didn’t even blink, it was like my powerful and scary aura did nothing to her.
“Cute, your eyes are almost orange... you still have a long way to go mate.” she said with an evil chuckle before leaving the room.
I didn’t realise that I was frozen in place until a few seconds later I saw my younger brother Dylan standing at my door looking at me.
“She didn’t even flinch, Bryan what is wrong with Sabrina?” he asked me, and I didn’t know how to answer him. I mean it is one thing to be emotionless, distant and cold but that.
Sabrina’s pov
I knew Bryan wouldn’t accept my rejection, but I didn’t realise that he would throw such a fit over it. But it is not a problem because sooner or later he will have to accept it whether he likes it or not.
You see the only reason I am still even in that pack Is so that I could find out what happened, so I could find out who the hell betrayed my parents. Once I find that person I will kill them, then I will kill everyone else that is on my list.
I have no intentions of staying in this place for long, when I am done with my mission, when I am done with everything I will end it all.
One thing I know for sure is that I will never go back to normal, that I will never again be that Sabrina that these people know. I watched her as she died, she fought, but in the end she lost the battle and turned into what I am today.
I have been looking around, keeping my head on the ground but so far I haven’t found anything. Maybe it’s because everywhere I turn there is a person who is apparently here for my own protection, I need to get rid of these people who are tailing my every move.
I went for a walk around the pack and every werewolf I met would bow down their head and call me the future Queen Luna.
I looked behind me and just as I thought there was a few people following me, I just rolled my eyes at the fact that they are wasting their time.
I went back to the pack mansion, and it was around time for dinner and as usual I sat with them at the dinner table. Bryan thinks it because he forced me to sit with them and used his Alpha tone on me that is why I sit with them. The truth is that I want to see how they behave, I want to know how they talk and get a little insight so I could find that person.
“Can I stop having bodyguards?” I asked as everyone was eating, Bryan was the first one to stop and shook his head.
“No way, you are having bodyguards whether you like it or not.” he said, and I wanted to roll my eyes at this.
People think that their mate’s protectiveness is hot and sexy and romantic, well I just think that its annoying and disrespectful. I mean the fact that he thinks that I can't protect myself is disrespectful and now he wants to make decisions on my behalf.
I didn’t say anything to answer, and this got him even more confused and suspicious, “why aren’t you saying anything? I thought you would insist more.” he said, and I shook my head.
“I am used to being a prisoner, I know that I don’t have a say in anything. I said in the saddest tone I could master.
You see a few tricks I picked up were how to be cunning, how to be manipulative and how to emotionally blackmail someone. I used it to win a lot of fights with some of the men, all I had to do was cry fake tears and they will feel sorry for the little fragile girl. And then before they knew it they would be laying on the ground, lifeless and cold.
I heard Bryan sigh and I saw as the expressions of everyone in the room softened at what I said.
“I want to, but I can’t, first you need to prove to me that you can protect yourself and then I will think about it.” he said.
“How will I do that? Prove that I can protect myself?” I asked him and he looked around as if asking for help to come with an answer.
“You could join pack training and after a few weeks you could fight our strongest warrior. If you defeat them then you can have your freedom.” my brother Zac said helping Bryan. Bryan then smiled like he liked the idea.
“Okay then but I don’t need a week. I will fight your best warriors tomorrow.” I said, and Bryan shook his head.
“You are not ready, our warriors go through the most intense training. They will defeat you.” he said, and I smiled a little at this.
“If they do then you will be at peace knowing that I have your men following me around, what do you say mate?” I asked him.
He looked surprised that I called him mate but seemed to like the idea of me losing and I knew he wouldn’t say no. I don’t have weeks, I need those men to stop following me so that I can start sniffing around.
They can’t know what I am up to, I need to get out of this place because it is suffocating me. I feel like an impostor in a place that should feel like home, who would want to stay?