The Lost Female Alpha

I realised two things the moment my eyes opened. Firstly, I was no longer in my own bed and secondly, I was tied to whoever's bed I was in. It felt as though my restraints were laced with silver because no matter how much I pulled against them, they showed no signs of giving way.

It also felt like my connection to my wolf was weaker than it usually was. I could still feel his presence but I couldn't speak to him or hear his responses. Maybe these ropes were coated in silver nitrate. Pure silver would suppress my wolf completely but silver nitrate would only weaken him. It was either that or I had been drugged. Ugh, I hope it wasn't that, who knows what they could have done to me in my sleep.

Trying to put such thoughts out of my mind I took in my surroundings. I would have harboured some hope that this was a sex game that Diana was playing if it wasn't for the decoration. This whole room looked as though it had come straight out of a gothic nightmare. There was nothing like this in my house so that begged the question: where was I and how the heck did I get here?

There was a window on one side of the room but the dark curtains prevented me from seeing anything outside of it. I had no idea if I was being kept on the ground floor or many floors above ground. How the heck could I plan my escape if I had no clue where I was? My wolf growled, his frustration echoing my own.

"I'm sorry that I couldn't give you a warmer welcome."

Arthur was sitting in a darkened corner of the room, I hadn't even seen him when I looked around the room. I wonder how long he has been sitting in that corner, waiting for me to wake up. Maybe he made a habit of this kind of thing, he seemed like the type of man who enjoyed hanging around in darkened corners and alleyways.

"I don't think you are sorry at all, I am actually surprised that you haven't killed me already." There was no point denying it when the asshole could read my mind anyway. "What good would that do? I want Diana to accept my proposal, she is more likely to do that if I have you." He smirked at me. I wanted to punch him in his smarmy face.

"I'm not going to do what you want?" I shouted, pulling at my restraints. Arthur laughed at me for a few seconds before getting up and crossing the room toward me. He leaned over me, so his face was only a few inches away from mine. "You forget that I can force you to do anything I want, at any time." He didn't wait for my response. He took a second to smooth out his clothes, then left the room without even glancing over his shoulder.

He left the door to my room open but it didn't improve the view. All I could see from this angle was part of a corridor, there was another door just at the edge of my view. None of that helped me though. If I made it out of this room then I was going to need some idea which way to go and I wasn't going to get that while I was tied to this bed.

It was incredibly frustrating being stuck in the same position for hours. But it was nowhere near as frustrating as watching countless people walk past the room while I was tied to this bed. Not one of them so much as glanced in my direction. It took me a while to realise that every one of the people who passed my room were under Arthur's direct control. It was clear that he was more than a little bit paranoid. He was so worried about his followers betraying him that he wasn't going to give them a chance, or any free will. For me this was a very bad sign, if I did manage to escape then Arthur would have hundreds of extra eyes and ears all over the pack.

Time seemed to move very slowly while I was tied up, so I don't know how many hours I was left alone in that position. Eventually however, Diana's mom came into the room. She glanced around the hallway anxiously before closing the door firmly behind herself. Without saying anything she came over to me and untied the ropes around my ankles and wrists.

I sat up on the bed with my back against the headboard for a moment while I rubbed my sore wrists. All of my muscles were screaming at me after hours of being tied in one position. Even so, it was brave of her to untie me. She had not only betrayed my trust but she had also betrayed Diana's. She was lucky that I was such a rational alpha because many other alpha's would have killed her without hesitation for what she did.

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"I have no doubt they would, but I wouldn't have freed them so quickly." She said. Damn, I forgot she could also do that odd mind reading trick. I was going to have to watch what I was thinking around her. "It's not me that you have to worry about but you need to be very careful around Arthur."

It was really surreal her replying to things that I didn't even say out loud. I had so many questions but the most pertinent of which was why should I trust her? She betrayed me for Arthur after all, she would probably be reporting to him straight after talking to me.

"I know it is going to be difficult to earn back your trust but I only did what I had to do to save my son. Arthur had him and I couldn't let him get killed." She explained.

She went on to explain that she was pregnant on the night that Arthur took her even though she didn't know it at the time. Arthur had used that baby against her for the last fourteen years, making her do whatever he asked for fear that he would hurt her son. It was the reason that she had brought me here.

"Should you be telling me all of this? What will happen if Arthur finds out?" I asked. I didn't want to be the reason that her son got hurt. Diana didn't even know that she had a brother, I hoped that one day she would have a chance to meet him.

"He thinks of you as little more than a minor inconvenience and his mind is already too busy controlling everyone in the pack. I doubt he would spare the energy to listen to your thoughts." She paused for a moment and started pacing up and down the room. She looked as though she was deep in thought.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

"However, I think I might be able to help you to shield some of your thoughts from him. You will never be able to block him out of your mind but with practice I should be able to help you keep certain things from him." She told me. "That sounds great." I replied, trying not to sound too eager. If I could learn to block things out then it would be a useful skill to learn. I could use it to help me escape but it would also be good to be able to surprise Diana once in a while. "We can start....." Her head shot up and her face filled with anxiety.

"Shit, I have to go."

She left the room and quickly locked the door behind herself. As soon as she was gone I went over and checked the window. Throwing open those curtains was a huge disappointment. I had pinned so much hope on being able to use this window as a means of escape but now all of that hope had been dashed.

Arthur had put huge silver bars over the outside of the window. There was no way that I would be able to get past those and even if I somehow managed it then the fall would probably kill me. I was at least four floors up. Even if I somehow managed to survive the initial fall then it would be difficult to run away with broken limbs.

Putting that thought out of my mind I started searching the room for anything else that might help me to escape. My room had a bathroom and a huge walk-in wardrobe that Arthur had clearly stocked it in preparation for Diana's arrival. Most of the room was filled with clothes in her size and toiletries that smelled like roses.

There was also a small section of the wardrobe set aside for my clothes, but there was nothing here that would help me escape. Not even a bobby pin or a piece of jewellery that I could use to try to pick the lock. It looked as though I was stuck here for the time being.

I just had to hope that I could find some way out of this soon. The longer I was stuck here, the more likely it was that Diana would come here to rescue me. That couldn't happen, I couldn't let her risk her life like that. Not to mention the damage it would do to my pride if someone had to rescue me, I was meant to be a strong alpha for goddess' sake.