Alpha Landon novel Chapter 16

~Althea

I had never been so angry in my life.

There was no way, no damn way I had anything to do with the disappearance of Landon's stupid date he brought to the Wisdom Pack with us. Unless of course our argument scared her off to another Pack. That I could only wish for.

I sat in the back of a prison kind of car. I had been shoved in the back of it, with the woman guard along side me. I was binded with handcuffs, which were digging into my tender wrists. They were treating me like a real criminal...just wait till Landon hears about this.

Cyrus had protested with me, obviously not keen on me getting taken away to some destination that even I wasn't aware of. The guards were being very faint within their responses, which only made me more livid with them. I could only imagine how shocked Cyrus had been, before I even got to tell him the news, watching me get dragged away like a fugitive.

We were driving toward Landon's home, and already I'm anxious. What happens if his father's there? There is no Landon to protect and defend me from his wrath.

By the time we got there, I swear I probably had rusted away at the handcuffs due to my profuse amount of sweating. I was pulled from the car, as harshly as I had been pushed in, and stood in front of the bonnet of the car. It was then, a bag was shoved roughly over my head, and all went black.

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By the time I woke up, all prior knowledge on the time and day had flown out of my head completely. I didn't know where I was, all I knew was that it was dark, and I was lying on cool, hard ground.

The smell was so gravely familiar. It provoked nausea in my stomach. The putrid smell of dirty bodies and old food was practically suffocating, I wasn't sure if I was going to make it out of here alive. But I knew where I was, as soon as he spoke.

"Guess who's back?"

Him...Kace. The man who had been locked down here beforehand. The total creep who I had to share space with, back when I tried to break into Landon's home. Although technically, it wasn't breaking in that I was doing, but simply visiting.

I could only imagine how much entertainment this brought him.

"You're the real criminal here, not me," he stated joyfully. Weakly, I pulled myself off the floor, so I was partially sitting up. That smell was really getting to me, and so was my lack of vision. And the yearning for Landon was burning my insides. I gritted my teeth; there was no time to act pathetic.

"Shut it, we need to find a way out," I snap, trying to get my feet to stay stable under my body. Kace sounded like he was pushed against the back wall, while I stayed closer to the front of the cage, where the air was slightly clearer. My hands grabbed the dense metal that stopped me from reaching freedom.

"I've been locked in this prison for years sweetheart, I don't think you will be able to find a way out. No offence," Kace replies cynically. I narrowed my eyes, pushing my weight against the bars. His comments only tainted my determination, rather than diminishing it completely.

"That's because you obviously didn't attempt every option," I panted, finding this more difficult then I had first thought. Okay, maybe I wasn't strong enough for this; I needed to use my brains.

"I've been here seven years, trust me, I've tried," he stated firmly. He sounded frustrated, but it didn't stop me. Using my brain to figure this out was my only option. I was starting to realise my urgency, as my eyes were starting to adjust to the harsh light. Could Landon not feel the bond between us? Did he not realise I was distressed, or were we too far away, I mean, he is in a completely different Pack.

"I'm not rotting in this place," I asserted. I heard Kace sigh, probably getting sick of my complaining. I rested my forehead against the bars, wanting to cry, to scream...to her Landon back. Where was he when I most desperately need him?

"Why you in here again? Thought you were close with the Alpha," Kace commented. I close my eyes, letting my body fall into a sitting position in the floor. Why was I here? This was injustice, I hadn't hurt anybody, and I surely wasn't the reason that Natasha had gone missing.

"I was framed for something I didn't do. Some stupid girl ran away and now it's my fault," I vent, my back against the bars. I silently hoped no one would come up behind me.

"Sounds familiar," Kace muttered. I frown. "It does?"

I could imagine him nodding in response, as I couldn't see him through the thick darkness.

"My brother...He tends to get trouble a lot, and I'm always the one who gets in trouble for it. Your stupid friend Landon locked me up here for absolutely no reason," he told me, his voice soft and breathless. It pained me to here him say that, but I didn't know the full story enough to judge him, or accept his innocence.

"He's not just my friend," I say softly. I listen to Kace shift, maybe getting closer. "Carry on..."

They stopped moving, stilling completely in my hands. He slumped forward, as I removed my hands, falling in a heap of the ground. Did I seriously just do that?

"What did you do?" Kace screeched. I heard the rustle of clothes as he stood up. I don't know what I did, but whatever it was, was nothing like what I had ever attempted in my life. Everyone else in the close vicinity was shocked into silence, except Kace, who had come to stand beside me.

"Holy shit, that was badass!" he emphasised in disbelief. The Guard was knocked out cold, the batton having rolled away somewhere from his grasp. No one had said I was badass before, not that I knew what it meant, I presumed it was a good thing...

"We need to get the key off his body," I implore hurriedly. I was afraid more Guards were going to emerge from the darkness and beat me to death. Even through the darkness, I could see the outline of Kace's head as he nodded. Everything ws starting to seem a lot clearer now.

I could even see Kace knell down, and reach his hand through the bar to get to the Guards body. Luckily he had fallen close enough, I thought as Kace patted along his waist line, looking for his keys. The sudden jingle of keys flooded my body with some type of warmth.

It was strange, I had been in this cell for mere hours, and freedom seemed a distance memory. I wanted to escape so badly, I could only imagine how Kace felt.

He pulled back, golden keys dangling on his fingers. He turned to me, resting his hands on my shoulders. It was then that I could see the cool blue eyes through the darkness.

"You saved us!"

He removes his hands, and turns to the door again. I watch nervously as he unlocked the door, bending his arm backwards to get the key in the hole.

Suddenly it flings open, and we burst out. The cells urupt in brutal screams, as prisons called at us for release, pressing their faces up against the bars like animals in a circus show. It was horrifying.

"We have to let them out," I say loudly, pulling Kace back. He had attempted to run toward the door, but I had stopped him.

"They are hardly Wolves, they don't deserve Freedom," he snapped, pulling at my shirt. Taken one last glance into the shadows, I let him drag me toward Freedom.