Omega's arrogant mate

my hair and the barrel of the gun is pressed against the side of my head. The ten

how dumb can you be!" one of th

lling myself not to

to,' my wolf snarls for the first time. She neve

ignore the chill feeling of th

to get away," the m

h like hyenas as they ea

ing from, sweethear

er, and this only amus

ss Omega after all," a man from the c

man, I struggle in

rowls with an aura of p

rewing my eyes shut, I pray that this is only a dream. In a few minutes, I'll wake up

lse you'll find a bullet in that pretty little head of yours

but it wouldn't just be silver knives and whips. Their torture chambers were much, much worse. Their favorite pastime was bathing prisoners in silver and I was now a prisoner. Doing whatever they said was a sm

e side, "Now, you're gonna follow me and

eath as he slowly takes away the gu

ind you and I'll catch you. I'll make sure that this is t

to show him my submission. The smirk that graces his face makes bile rise i

the Alpha. He is gonna have a lot of fun with you,

ce slightly as his finge

heart. No flinc

o my original height and look him st

id of you," I

s onto his face. "Now, Honey, you a

f to calm down. I can feel the stinging pinch i

me," I say again,

u don't lie to the Westwood. Those who do die a painf

ed between my teeth, stopp

he growls, yank

p to the border line, led by a wolf I have never seen before. Their growls are immediately stilled as they take in the guards. The unfamiliar wolf s

Omega back,

o take," the man in

for her!" the

nds to his full height and

e. She wandered onto our land, s

id for her!" the A

pack. Taking her starts a war. Are you

rest, making my legs shake and my he

ty!" the Alpha growls, before shift

othing and turn to fo

. He drags me after him harshly, making me stumble over my

hat my old captives had done to me bared no comparison to the things that the ruthless Westwood Alpha would do.

have been seen. Yanking me into the building after quickly inputting the password, he shuts the door behind us. An eerie chill runs up my spine as I take in the prison. The walls are lined with unconscious prisoners chained to the walls. The bars are clearly made of silver a

n," he says, turning on his

nd the cell, I take in the mold growing in the corner and the droopy ceiling. Leaning my head