Alpha Ethan novel Chapter 5

"Angelo. The prisoner is on her way."

He gives me a gruff nod and we soon hear the clang of the metal door at the top of the stone steps. There is the shuffling of feet and the thudding of boots as they start their descent. I breathe in and catch the heavenly scent of lavender and honey that my mate gives off and my wolf instantly purrs. I can sense him wagging his tail in excitement to see our mate once more. When they reach the bottom landing my eyes immediately meet with hers. For a split second her face displays surprise and happiness, but once she notices my stern demeanor her expression slips away, replaced by one that shows unease and confusion. I keep my expression hard and cold, but inside I feel my heart breaking inside my chest and my wolf whimpers, hating that we are causing that frown that is now on her angelic face.

I clasp my hands behind my back, straightening myself to my full height as I take a step towards her. "What is your name?"

She narrows her eyes at me and mimics my posture, ignoring the pain on her wrists caused by the silver cuffs that have her hands bound behind her back. "What's it to you?"

"I'm the one asking the questions here," I announce through clenched teeth as I try to keep my temper in check.

"Yes. But that doesn't mean I have to answer," she states forcefully back.

I take another step closer to her so that she is forced to look up to meet my eyes. "Answer me! What is your damn name?!" I growl using my Alpha voice.

"Fuck you," she spits back and my eyes widen for a split second, surprised that she was not affected by my Alpha aura. Even the guards had stepped away uncomfortably, but she held her ground and proceeded to curse me without even flinching.

The next thing I know I'm being marched down to dungeons that smell of blood, urine, and mildew. My mate was there waiting for me. Hope and happiness had instantly flared up inside me until I registered the cold look on his face. I couldn't understand it. How dare he! He's the one that stabbed me. I haven't done anything to him. I didn't even know him. As far as I knew, he hadn't come to visit me or anything either. He clearly doesn't care about me. By the look on his face, he downright hates me for no damn reason. My wolf of course tried to argue and reason with me. "He doesn't hate us. He loves us. He's our mate!" she had insisted. I had inwardly rolled my eyes at her.

Things blew up fast as both of us clearly lost our tempers and now I'm pacing the small space that I am locked in. Luckily, they had removed my silver cuffs, though there are still burn marks circling my wrists. However, now the bars to my cell are silver so there is no escaping them. The man that had stayed behind to question me hasn't been back since they shoved me in here. I don't know where he went or when he'll be back. All I know is that I need to get out of here.

I can feel my wolf chomping at the bit. She is restless like me. Though, her and I are still on different pages when it comes to our mate. "He must have his reasons for this. Maybe it's all just some misunderstanding. You just need to talk to him."

"For me to talk to him he'd actually have to be here. He left us. Remember?" I push her out, not wanting to deal with her hopeless romantic side any longer. I continue pacing as my eyes wander around my prison. The walls are made of thick concrete stones and there is a line of cells that are surrounded by silver bars. There are no windows so there is no way to know what is on the other side or what time of day it is. I spot a camera in the upper corner of my cell and I'm sure all of the cages are the same way. On the opposite wall on the far left side is a whole display of silver torture devices including handcuffs, chains, collars, and blades of various sizes. There are even spray bottles that look like they have liquid silver in them and a container full of wolfsbane. My stomach churns as I wonder what they will do to me.