The Alpha's Warrior

Chapter 4

Waking up I know I’m drugged. Again. 

There isn’t the familiar sting or pain that always accompanies the s**t the rogues and that witch gave me, but there’s a drowsiness and weakness still there that I hate. 

Glancing around I am in a hospital meaning my fair haired mate brought me back to his pack but he’s not beside me, not even in my room. I deserve to wake up next to him, not alone in an unfamiliar environment like I have been for years now.

I rip out the tubes from my hands and arms, sitting up to roll back my shoulders as I see myself healing for the first time in what feels like forever. There are scars on my arms and legs from what I can see but they are now white, no longer bright red or black from the silver.  

I notice my mate’s scent in the room is strong which tells me he was here but he failed to be here when I woke up - which makes my jaw tick. My wolf and I are disappointed in him, I wanted to kiss him as soon as I woke but I can’t. 

I creep towards the door, feeling the presence of guards and my experiences with them has been s**t to say the least so I decide to leave the room via the window. Jumping down the three floors to shift and sprint off following my mate’s scent until the tall muscular blonde enters my vision. 

As I get closer his scent engulfs me; it is a sort of musky but spicy scent. All male. 

And from the looks of it he is the most masculine male I have ever seen. He is gorgeous, muscular and big. So f*****g huge. 

My wolf swishes her tail around as she circles his legs, purring against our mate who has his own growl rumbling from his bare chest. I shift, standing up to press myself into him licking my lips as I trail my gaze over my mate’s impressive torso and arms with my hands tracing over my wherever my eyes hit on his skin.

“My female you’re up. You should be in bed resting” his husky voice grumbles as he dips his head to graze my neck and his hands press my naked body against him. I moan and bring my hands to clasp behind his head, threading through his thick golden hair “But you were not there mate. Now kiss me.”

I pull him down to press my lips to his, the action has my heart stopping as the feeling of fire erupts within me. I push myself against him releasing a moan I can’t contain as my hands grip him impossibly tighter, his own hands squeeze my ass. He growls animalistically as he bites my lip making me moan even louder before he thrusts his tongue into my mouth and I lose myself to this male who was made for me. 

I push him away before yanking him back to bite his lip roughly eliciting an excited growl from my mate who crushes me against him to dominate me with his lips and tongue. 

“Cillian put her down will you? f*****g hell” a male scoffs from somehwere around us making both my mate and I growl towards him “Just f**k off Fin. Go get some clothes from Alma for my mate instead of watching us” my male snaps making Fin shake his head before jogging off with his middle finger up. 

“Your name is Cillian” I state, looking up at him as my eyes scan over the hard bone structure of his face and into his icy blue eyes - the name suits him.

“Yes. I am sorry I wasn’t there when you woke, I had to help my brother. The youngest got attacked by a bear” he mutters digging his face into my neck as his hands slide down my body until they cup my ass. 

“Is he alright?”

“Thanks to my brothers and I, yes. I was on my way back to you with Fin before you tracked me down yourself.” his voice takes a sharper tone at the end as he pulls away to scan over me, his gaze turning heated as soon as his eyes lower to my nakedness. 

“Tell me your name, I have been dying to know what to call you my mate” he says with a lick to his lips, I clasp his chin in my fingers to raise his gaze back to mine “Valda.”

His eyes alight in desire and I see his teeth extending to bite on his lower lip “Valda” his voice is more wolf than human, almost like a growl of my name from both the wolf and man that makes my mate. 

I feel my own body heat in retaliation - this male is the only thing I can focus on as my senses hone in on him. 

I lose myself as I explore the plains of his chest and back, his muscles tensing beneath my fingers as he shivers. My claws extend as my own wolf wants out, to greet her mate the way we have wanted to for years - he is my new chance at normality and I will not let him go.

Teeth clash and tongues taste each other whilst both of us moan, he pulls away to drag his mouth down my neck; biting and sucking at my skin. I get a flash of a guard touching me in the same way, the events that followed after replaying once again in my mind making my breath hitch as I wrench myself from his grip. 

“Valda” he growls, reaching for me but I raise my fist, striking him in the throat shocking both of us. I’m not used to being at full strength or ability as I’ve always had something in my system to weaken me but that hit held nothing back. 

My mate snarls furiously, his eyes become engulfed in the darkness of his wolf “Explain that female. Explain before I lose my f*****g temper.” his voice is raw and has the fierceness of the animal inside making me straighten myself to avoid curling into a ball of fear. 

He is my mate. I shouldn’t be scared of him. 

“I had a flashback to the cells. I fought back thinking it was a rogue. I am sorry I hurt you” his eyes soften only slightly before they seem to light on fire with rage, the male morphs into a huge wolf-like man. This is not a wolf nor a man, he is a combination of the two as he roars into the air, he says nothing and only growls but the glassiness of his eyes tells me he’s having an inner conversation with his wolf. 

“A f*****g rogue touched you? He tried to mark you just as I did.” I know my look answers his question as he roars furiously, his body shaking in an uncontrollable rage and now I feel ashamed. I want to run from him. 

I knew what the rogues did to me was wrong but as the years went by with that treatment it was normal to me. I forgot about the outside world and that a wolf who had given themselves to someone who wasn’t their mate was insulting the Moon Goddess’ gift. 

It was considered shameful and disgusting to blatantly disrespect the greatest gift the Goddess gave us by giving into our animal isntincts to f**k whatever we coukd. I was raised to know that a female especially should be pure for her mate as if you weren’t the Goddess may not allow you a mate or to have pups. 

I knew what rape was as well and could tell that the rogues were making me a victim to that but I didn’t really realise until this moment where I am in the real world and faced with normal culture again. 

I am so ashamed that I let myself be violated, that I have had numerous males inside of me as a juvenile and even as a fully grown wolf. Gaining my wolf a few months ago should’ve made me stronger - it did. But having silver pumped through me and constant torture sessions made me weak and unable to fight off more assaults. 

I should’ve fought harder. 

I cannot bare to look at him as he tries to reign in control but I can read him easily. I know he is piecing together my reaction and words, remembering the state he found me in and realising I am tarnished, unpure. 

I try to cover my body, scared that my mate can see where the males have touched me as if their fingerprints are scarred on my skin like the cuts they also gave me. 

I shake my head. No. I won’t let those bastards win. 

I stand taller, shoulders back and eyes focusing on my mate until he stills to turn to me in hsi half-shifted state. If he sees my scars I don’t care, if he knows what the rogues did to me I don’t care because I am free now and I will live, not just survive. 

“Cillian, I-I will not let the rogues take anything else from me. You are my mate, you are mine and I am yours. What they did was wrong, they took from me but I never gave them myself. Never. I was assaulted but I survived.”