Thinking I was joking, he looked at me amusingly, until I reached down to the bottom drawer of my mahogany desk, and brought out a chainsaw with blood stains on it.

“You can’t do that, Damon” he yelled

“I already told you to leave, Alpha but you refused and now, I have to do what I have to do”

I said walking towards him.

“I have uranium”

That made me stop in my tracks.

Uranium was an element used in the olden packs, years long before my great grandparents were born to hide out pack from the outside world and that is why we have been able to coexist with humans while staying fitter away at the outskirts of their town but these days, Uranium has been scarce to find and difficult to use as this leads to the exposure of many packs to humans, hunters, and vampires.

“It’ll be delivered to you by tomorrow, tens of it, just make me stay here for one more night”

“If you are lying, you know what the consequences would be right”

He nodded. I helped him up to his feet and walked him toward the door.

“Your wife and kids still stay on that private island of yours, right? The one you brought a few years ago from that Italian, right” I threatened.

The Alpha angrily nodded and walked out of my door with his suitcase in his hands.

White angel is the name of our pack. My father was supposed to be the Alpha till I was seventeen. Once I turned seventeen, I was supposed to perform some rituals to be able to become an Alpha, but due to the curse that the goddess placed on me and because of my hatred for her as well, I refused to take the oath of allegiance and there, the goddess rejected me as an Alpha.

Sadly..

Not…

That was exactly what I wanted to happen.

“Damon, the girls are here” My gamma, Tunde, rushed into my office and informed me. He was my closest friend in the pack ever since I turned eleven “The Alpha wants you on base 9”

“Girls?” I asked surprisingly.

It was supposed to be one girl and I hadn’t even expected the one girl to be here. I’d sent a message to that son of a gun called Lucas to make sure he protects his girl with everything but he had been so careless that he still let her slip away like this.

“Have you seen Bagon?” Bagon was the guy I sent to deliver the message to Lucas and I hadn’t heard anything from him ever since.

“His body got washed offshore this morning. We couldn’t tell you because you were in a meeting”

“Shit!” I banged my hand hard against the table in front of me.

“Let’s go” I grabbed my car keys and hurriedly headed to base 9.

Base 9 is a training ground for the pack warriors and a place of death for any stranger taken into base 9. Nobody enters base 9 and leaves the same way they entered. It was forbidden and if any member helped them to escape, he’ll have to pay with his life.

“They took another girl with them, she was with Lucas’s girl in the car and they had to bring them together. The Alpha wants you to eliminate the girl” Tunde explained.

“Why should I be the one doing the killing at every time?”

“You know how the Alpha is, he loves it when someone else has their hands in innocent blood than his. You don’t want to kill the girl”

“I don’t fucking give a damn about any other girl. Killing her would be easy”

I was on the edge of losing my sanity. Whoever had killed Bagon had known of his mission, but one thing I wasn’t sure of yet was if the person knew it was connected to me or whoever the fuck that asshole who thinks he can mess up with me was.

“What about Lucas’s girl?” Tunde asked

“Until we get there. But whatever happens, before we get there is none of my business” I groaned.

We got to base 9 and passed through the heavy gates before we walked into the building where one of my father’s boys led us to the room where they were holding both girls hostage.

Tunde gave me my gun before I walked in alone. I saw my father crouched down before a girl and when I looked at the other one, she was sitting in a corner, her eyes everywhere, reminding me of a wild animal.

Not one glint of fear passed through her face as she glared at my father, oblivious of my presence.

“Waste her!” my father walked towards me and pointed to the girl he had been talking to.

I watched her move closer into the wall behind her while whimpering. Her ginger-red hair was what first caught my attention. I ran my eyes down her delicate figure.

She suddenly lifted her head and our eyes met. Her eyes widened in surprise as if she knew who I was. My breath hitched and for the first time in a long time, my heart started breathing rapidly. There was something about this girl that kept me captivated. It was as if her big green eyes were ready to swallow me whole, making me feel different or maybe the beautiful scent coming from her was keeping me trapped.

Not bothered about how she knew who I was, I lowered my gun and for the first time, I was ready to break a rule.

What’s the matter, Damon? Kill her” my father screamed at me.

“I can’t,” I said

“Why?”

*Mate* My wolf growled.

Lyla’s POV

“Mate?” I whispered out not loud enough to hear. I slowly turned my head to look at Pearl for the second time and tried to see if she'd understand what he meant by the word “mate” but I realized she was still crumbling onto the floor, oblivious to what he had said.

“Follow my instructions Damon and kill this disgusting human” The old man yelled one more time.

Pearl suddenly lifted her head, looked at Damon with surprise evident on her face as if she knew him, and then back at me, as if trying to send a word to me.

“You know them?” The old man asked Damon

”No” Damon dropped his gun and walked towards me.

He lifted my chin up and made me look into his eyes and through the dark, his bright blue eyes still shone out his color. His cold and empty eyes scared me to death and made my heart flutter uncontrollably. His eyes were as good as dead, there was nothing living in it.

“What’s your name?” I looked at him surprisingly.

“You’re Damon, right? Lucas told me about you. Please don’t hurt her, please” Pearl screamed at him from the other side of the room.

Almost immediately, Damon pulled the trigger of the gun and shot at Pearl, I screamed out until I realized he had shot at the wall and not directly at her.

“You speak when spoken to” He threatened. His voice sounded different, he talked as if he rarely opened his mouth to make a speech.

“What is your name, Bunny?” He asked gently.

“Lyla” I silently replied, not being able to stop the tears from falling.

“Cute” He simply replied and stood up to face the ruthless old man.

“Why are you hesitating, Damon? You never bring out a gun without pulling the trigger. You know the rules, Son. Once the gun is out, a person must die”

Bang! Bang!!

Damon shot one of the other guys twice in the head and I screamed out as I watched the guy fall flat on his face, with blood pooling around his head. Pearl was already shaking on a spot with beads of sweat dripping down her face.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing, Damon? You just kill your own people” The man asked.

“Hice lo que me habías dicho” Damon replied in a language that I didn’t understand. (I did as you had instructed)

“Eso no se suponía que iba a pasar. deberías haberla matado a ella y no a él” The old man banged the wall hard before turning to glare at Damon who didn’t even flinch from any of the man’s actions. (That wasn’t supposed to happen, you should have killed her and not him)

“I didn’t want to because I didn’t feel like” Damon turned to look at me once more and began to walk out of the room.

“What am I supposed to do with her then? She is a mistake and you know we can’t take her back”

I was still shaking from the fear and I couldn’t take my eyes away from the guy that was on the floor.

“Send her to my house- Unhurt”

After saying that, Damon walked towards the door and once, he turned to look back at me with a smirk before walking out of the room, leaving me with the others.

“You’re not deaf, you heard what he said, llevarla a su casa” The man said, screaming at the two guys left in the room. “And tell some of the boys to come to clean up this mess”

The two guys walked toward me and I began to move further away from them. I couldn’t possibly move any further than the room, they grabbed me and I tried moving out of their hands.

Seeing that I wasn’t cooperating, one of them yanked my hair and forced me to face him.

“Stop fighting it, idiot”

For the first time that day, Pearl was in tears.

“Lyla” She screamed out as I was being dragged out of the room.

I couldn’t scream because the pain from my hair being pulled was becoming unbearable and painful. All I could do was wave my hand at her for help.

I was roughly pushed into a car as one of the guys blindfolded me. Scared, I began to shake furiously. I couldn’t stay put, I couldn’t think straight as the car began to move towards an unknown destination.

Few minutes later, the car abruptly stopped and once again, I was pushed out of the car. The blindfold was removed and I looked around, trying to adjust my eyes to the light that was shining brightly toward it.

“Move, Perra” One of the guys pushed me towards a door. I looked around to see there was a mansion standing in front of me, the fence surrounding it was so tall that I couldn’t see the surrounding environment.

“I said move, don’t play games with me, Puta” He opened the door and dragged me in.

As we entered, an old woman in an apron walked towards us.

“Tell Damon his visitor is around” The guy dropped my hand, untied my legs and threw the ropes towards the other guy at the door and almost instantly, they both walked out of the door, leaving me with the old woman.

“Come have a sit, my child” The old woman who happened to be the nicest person I’d seen all day, gestured for me to sit down at one of the expensive cushions placed in the center of the house.

“Will you drink some water?” She asked and I nodded trying to check out where I was.

Once the water was served, I took a sip. As it touched my dry throat, I felt sad all of a sudden. It was as if the calmness that came with the cold water brought with it reality.

I busted into tears. As I was still crying, I lifted up my hands to see it was badly bruised and so were my legs. I cried harder as I remembered that Pearl was still stuck in God knows where. I don’t even know where I am not to talk of what my fate would be.

The old woman returned with a plate of food minutes later, took me to sit at the dining table, and almost begged me to eat. I was in terrible fear of the unknown and food wasn’t just as appealing as it used to be to me.

What if the food was poisoned?

“Where am I, please?” I pleaded, asking for some clarity.

“You’re safe, my child” She replied, probably not wanting to disclose the location to me.

“Eat your good before it gets cold” The older woman instructed and left. I didn’t do as instructed, rather, I kept on looking at the food, while the tears still didn’t stop.

“Stop the tears! Now!!” I turned to see it was Damon. He was walking towards me with his killer looks and immediately, I swallowed the tears and cleaned my face.

I quickly stood up, scared of him and what he could actually do. After witnessing him killing a guy tonight, I was sure he wasn’t the person I know.

Damon walked towards me and suddenly held my face in his hands and made me sit back.

“Eat” He simply said. That was enough for me to sit back, grab the fork, and started shoving the food down my throat.

“Good bunny” he complimented while patting my hair down. I wanted to cry but the tears wouldn’t come out of fear.

“Do you know me?” He whispered in my ear. His cold lips making contact with my ear made me shiver.

“No” I shakingly replied, dropping the fork. I couldn’t look him in the eyes out of fear.

*Liar* He turned my face to him and I knew his lips didn’t move when he called me a liar. I shake the weird thoughts coming into my head.

He looked into my eyes intently as if reading me.

On closer look, I noticed the thin scar that ran across his face, starting from the base of his right eye, passing his nose and stopping right at the top of his upper lip.

“Where do you stay, Bunny?” He asked

“California” I replied

“You stay with your family, right? Father, mother, and siblings”

He picked up the fork and placed a bit of the food in my mouth. I quickly collected the food and swallowed it.

“Yes,” I quietly replied.

“Strange, right?” He suddenly asked and I nodded confusingly.

“The bath is ready, Master” The old woman announced upon her arrival. Damon stood up and dragged me by the hand after him.

We got into a room, it was painted blue and almost everything in the room, including the bedspread, the curtains, the wardrobe, and even the tables were blue. He suddenly stepped back a little from me while I continued watching him, placing his hands into his pocket, he said,

“Strip”

What!

“I want to see if you’re worth this foolish games that the goddess is about to start playing with me”

Lyla’s POV

“Strip” He repeated, growling at me this time. I trembled and shivered at the loud and strange sound.

It resonated across the room, making me jumpy and scared. I clenched the hem of my dress tightly, as silent tears rolled down my face.

“Do you want me to repeat myself?” He asked and I began shaking my head furiously.

“No? No, to removing the dress or no to repeating myself”

“No” I just replied silently.

“No? You dare defy me, Bunny” he started walking slowly toward me. I walked away from him as he got nearer until my back hit the wall of the room and I couldn’t run any further.

A murderous look was etched on his face and it wasn’t until he was closer that I saw the scar that ran across his face.

“You dare say no to my request,” He said softly, making me look up at him. Once I did, I saw a hint of amusement on his face.

“You don’t have to remove the dress, keep it on. I just needed to find out how unwillingly you can be under pressure” He said, moving away from me.

He brought out a gun from his pants and pointed it at me suddenly while his right hand banged the wall beside my head, and he caged me with a gun at one side and his hand on the other.

Once the gun touched my head, I shivered and tears again started rolling without control, my mouth was shaking out of the mumbled cry.

I thought he said it was okay!

He suddenly started moving the gun down to my neck, used it to caress my lips as I prayed silently that the trigger should not be pulled.

He stopped at my breast, smiling. Suddenly, he looked me in the eye and I turned, avoiding his gaze. His lips suddenly caressed my cheek before moving dangerously close to my ear.

“Were you trying to protect this? Just asking out of curiosity” He asked, referring to my breast. “Or………” he trailed off as he traced the gun down my body and below he could get right between my stomach, I pushed him off.

“Stop, please” I begged with my eyes closed, becoming uncomfortable with his lunatic actions.

*open your eyes and look at me*

I didn’t know if those were his words or his voice that I keep on hearing in my head but I know I obeyed, I opened my eyes slightly to look at him.

He suddenly touched my eyes with his finger before replacing it with his lips. I shivered at the sudden contact and I felt goosebumps all over my body. It was relaxing yet uncalled for.

Damon moved back, took a big look at me, and commanded, “strip” surprisingly, he walked closer, brought out a towel and turned his back at me, probably waiting for me to strip.

“Why?” I asked, my voice shaky from crying for so long.

“I’m not comfortable with your smell. So, strip, take a fucking shower, put on my shirt and get to bed” he commanded, his back still turned to me.

I stood rooted at a spot, not wanting to move or strip myself of my dress because I didn’t quite understand what the hell that was going on.

“Do you want me to force that cloth off your body just to get you to strip? I’ll fuck you till both of your legs until you can’t walk anymore if you piss me off. So, don’t get me mad at you, Bunny, and don’t make me repeat myself after this. Strip!” He suddenly turned, facing me now.

Embarrassingly, I began stripping. I looked at him pleadingly once I saw he wasn’t going to respect my privacy. He only etched his eyebrow at me and urged me to go on.

“What are you waiting for?” He asked

“For you to turn” I replied.

“When I did that, you didn’t listen” He suddenly strides towards me but before I could move back, he suddenly turned.

“Make it snappy” he growled. I didn’t wait for further talks before I removed my dress and wrapped the towel around myself.

“I’m done” I called out.

He turned to face me and pointed to a door.

“Go in there and take your shower. Meet me out here in five minutes. Don’t you dare try to run through the bathroom window, there are shards of glasses on the floor right outside and I am not promising it won't reach up to your knee once it enters your legs” he said, scaring me off.

As if waiting for another clarification, my feet stayed rooted at the spot. I couldn’t move, I was too scared to take a step past him.

He had already turned his back to me as he was busy unbuttoning his shirt, and when he peeled the shirt off his body, my mouth opened on its own accord.

Apart from the tattoo covering up half of his body, he is almost a god with that well-sculptured chest and well-built arms.

“Waiting for me to turn fifty before going into the shower” His humor came strange to me.

“What?” I asked, my Brain not processing the current situation after seeing the body of a god.

“Into the shower, now!” He yelled at me and I scrambled away into the bathroom. As I ran past him, I saw a word tattooed on his back; Lycan amidst us. I wondered what that meant but decided against it as it was none of my business.

The bathroom happened to be like a place of relief, I sat on the tiled floor, rested my back against the bathtub, and kept on asking myself how I ended up there.

My body trembled as the first bout of tears started, I was confused, angry, and frustrated. How did I end up in the house of a man who looks so much like my Damon but not him? Where am I?

My brother, Henry would have gone through so much trouble by now. The old man had mentioned that I was an unexpected Abduction, confusing me. Once I remembered Pearl, My heart cried for her.

Not realizing a presence in the bathroom, I was suddenly lifted up from the floor. I screamed at the sudden intrusion and tried fighting off but Damon was too strong to be fought off.

He suddenly dropped me in the bathtub, and turned on the shower, still holding my hand tightly. He took the bath gel and a soft sponge, poured a little bath gel into the sponge, and began washing me.

With a towel still wrapped around my body.

“I can do it by myself” I was exhausted and angry.

“Like I asked you to talk! Listen and listen well, Bunny. When I tell you to do something and you do not follow my instruction to precision, there’ll be consequences and if I do not tell you to talk and you do, I’ll put a bullet straight in your head and watch life escape you. Do you understand me?”

*i would never put a bullet through your head, not now, not ever*

I replied through the water running down my body, despite the other sentence that I heard “Yes”

He walked out of the bathroom, leaving me alone in there.

Once I was done, I walked out of the bathroom with the towel wrapped around me. As I walked out, he was right outside the door. Before I could walk past him, he pulled me back and buried his face in my neck.

“Now you smell better” he replied before walking into the bathroom to take a shower.

I sat down on the bed and held on to my torn dress, waiting for a miracle to happen and probably stitch itself back.

When he walked out, he threw a shirt at me and without questions or words, I knew I had to put it on.

“Get into bed” he commanded

“Why?” I questioned, scared of what could happen if I got into the bed like he had said.

He laughed hysterically, “I do not know how to take a woman by force. If I’ll be fucking you at all, you’ll be the one who begged for it. Now get into the bed with your little ass and tight pussy before you get me mad” He demanded and I quickly jumped into bed, crawling to the farthest corner.

Switching off the light, I felt his weight on the other side of the bed, and before a few seconds, he was breathing heavily.

During the night, I heard wolves howling and I became jumpy as the last one sounded right outside the window. Through the rest of the night, my eyes were wide open, hoping for a miracle to happen or maybe for something to capture and kill me.

But none of it happened and I didn’t have a choice but to sleep a little bit waiting for what will happen the next day