My stomach revolted. I looked away from the door, not wishing to see inside of it.
“The door is soundproof, you won’t hear anything from behind it” Callum sought to reassure me, but it didn’t make me feel any better.
I still knew they were there. I still knew what was being done to them.
He quietly took me to the back far right corner of the dungeon. There was a large cell but the door was open. They had placed a shaggy rug on the floor to make it warmer. There was a single bed with a mattress, neatly made up with blankets piled at the end. A dresser was opposite it and I walked slowly in, opening the drawers to find that there were all manner of clothes inside it. A hamper beside it for dirty clothes. A small bookshelf with books. Fairy lights on the top of the cell twinkled brightly which made me smile to myself.
“We didn’t want you feeling like you were alone in the dark” Callum whispered.
I looked at him. He turned and pointed to another door, a basic one. “Bathroom and toilet through there. We won’t lock you in your cell because the door to the basement will be locked. You will sleep in a guest room if there are prisoners down here with you, that aren’t being tortured and using this part of the dungeon. Unfortunatley, the Alpha feels that having prisoners in the torture cells doesn’t warrant having you in the pack house. I’m sorry Riley” he said apologetically.
I began to gesture, making the motion of writing and he paused. “You need some writing materials” he said wide eyed “of course” he groaned.
I nodded eagerly. It was difficult to have a conversation or ask any questions without it.
He grimaced “I’m an idiot. Of course you need things to write on. I’ll organize that straight away and have an omega bring that down to you. You’ll also have food brought down on a tray three times a day” he explained “eventually the Alpha wants you to work with the omegas during the day and sleep here at night but for the first few days you are to be down here alone.”
I glanced around sighing and then sat obediently on the bed. Callum looked remorseful as he began to make his way towards the stairs. “An omega will be along shortly. Try and get some rest” he called out over his shoulder “the best thing you can possibly do down here to pass the time is sleep” he added.
Sleep, I thought with a bitterness. The same thing I had already been doing in the hospital. I glanced uneasily towards the large door in the centre of the room with the wall separating each side, fearful it wasn’t as reinforced as I believed and then lay down. There wasn’t anything I could do but hope that my father and brother could not escape and as I closed my eyes, my body tensed, my ears continuing to listen for the merest sound that didn’t belong in the dungeon with me.
Alpha Jaxon POV
Callum comes back up to the study and slams the door open, causing me to raise an eyebrow and glower at him, Cody is silent as he turns his head.
“I take it that she’s settled into her room,” I say and he looks at me with such disgust that I almost flinch.
“Your mate,” he says with great emphasis “has just been put in the dungeon as you requested” he snarled “I hope you’re happy” he added, folding his arms across his chest, “because the look on her face was devastating to see.”
I looked away. I didn’t want to hear how she had looked, I didn’t want to feel guilty over my decision, but the feeling was there regardless. Callum’s eyes are piercing and he looks as though he wishes he could tear me limb from limb. Neither my Beta nor my Gamma agree with the decision I have made and they are making it perfectly clear with both their words and their actions. If they aren’t careful, I’ll be using my Alpha tone on them to make them stop. If they weren’t such close friends of mine, I would have already done so.
“Not only that, but have you forgotten that her father and brother are in the other part of the dungeon?” he asked and I winced.
I had forgotten about that. “Are you just going to keep them down there or are you going to do something with them?” Cody finally spoke.
I would be a bastard to go down there and torture them while my mate was in the other section of the dungeon, but nobody had ever accused me of being nice. I stood up. “I guess we should go and teach them a lesson before we execute them,” I said blandly and both men’s jaws dropped open in shock.
“Your mate is down there,” Callum said as I began to make my way out of the room “and while the room is soundproof, you don’t think it’s going to be emotionally hard for her knowing what you are doing to her family?”
“Enough Callum” I growled, looking over my shoulder “your concern for my mate needs to stop. I am your Alpha and what I say goes.”
He looked mutinous. Cody had the good sense to remain quiet but there was a look of disapproval on his face. I tried to gather myself, knowing I would have to walk past my mate in order to get to the other section of the dungeon. I opened the door and began to walk downstairs, only to stop as I was met with the most delicious scent of coconut and something else I couldn’t put my finger on but reminded me of the ocean. My wolf gave a long whine, and it was all I could do to stop myself from going to her as I saw her sit up on her bed, eyeing me curiously as we stepped onto the ground.
Her eyes were hopeful. There was a small gleam in them. Despite my willpower and self-restraint, I could not help myself as I looked at her. Her long blue hair cascaded loosely down her shoulder in soft waves, her slim figure clad in fresh clothes, the pale blue dress suiting her pale complexion as she sat on the bed. Her pale pink lips were parted, begging to be kissed and her eyes were like gemstones, sparkling and bright. I swallowed hard. She was beautiful. Gorgeous. My hands itched to touch her, to kiss those lips, and to have her moaning for more. I had an overwhelming desire to take her in my arms and never let her go. My wolf continued to whimper and whine in my head, wanting to go to our mate, while she looked hesitant, standing up and regarding us warily while Callum smiled at her reassuringly and Cody waved.
She went to take a step forward and I snapped “Stay back” causing her eyes to widen and a hurt expression to come on her face.
I didn’t apologize, exhaling deeply. Just being in her presence was more difficult than I had imagined. I had done the right thing in putting her down here, well away from me while I slept upstairs in the pack house. My wolf was beginning to go berserk and I gritted my teeth, forcing away the pain I felt at the confusion and hurt on her face.
She made a gesture towards Callum who understood. “We’re here to go in there” he explained, pointing to the other door as she widened her eyes.
I growled at him. How dare he speak to my mate. Callum looked at me with a smirk. I grimaced. Now my wolf was showing jealousy over the mere fact somebody was speaking to her. Riley looked concerned and was that worry on her face? Did she still care for her father and brother? If that was the case, I thought grimly, then my torturing them was going to make her hate me even more. The notion did not sit well with me. It should have. I wanted her to hate me. I wanted her to despise me. Instead, the thought of forcing her to hate me was almost unbearable to my wolf and me.
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