Summary of Chapter 14 – A pivotal chapter in Alpha's Ballet Mate by wholikeit
The chapter Chapter 14 is one of the most intense moments in Alpha's Ballet Mate, written by wholikeit. With signature elements of the Internet genre, this part of the story reveals deep conflicts, shocking revelations, and decisive character changes. A must-read for anyone following the narrative.
"I'll ask again. What were you doing with Theo Michaels?" It took everything I had but I looked him straight in the eyes. "Go to Hell." He just laughed. "You will be the one burning in Hell little wolf. Creatures like you don't deserve to live." The next blow was straight to my chest. "Tie her to the chair."
Roughly I was grabbed and tied by the wrists to a chair. "What as the location of the Snow Moon pack?" Again. I stayed silent. That didn't last for long. A silver blade dipped in wolfsbane was drawn across my skin. I let out a small scream and that just brought a smile to his face. "I don't like torturing girls. Just tell me where the pack is and it can all end." No. I wouldn't tell him. I tried to hold in a scream as the next cut came.
The door opened and the last person I expected walked in. The new man was in his early thirty's with close cropped black hair. "Why are you torturing my student?" Professor Morgan asked. "Sir, she is one of them. One of the abominations." Professor Morgan came around me and took a sniff. "Well Abigail. I didn't expect you were the wolf in class."
"You knew there was a werewolf in class?" Then I looked up and he gave me one of those clichéd villain smirks. "Of course. I smelt it. But you? I expected that it was Melody. Even when you disappeared from class for a few weeks I didn't piece it together. Then again, how many people realize if you aren't there? You did a good job of making them not take notice of you."
He personally took a knife and dragged it across my skin. "You know, now I get why you were so reclusive in class. Don't want people to know your secret." Actually it was only part of the reason. "You know nothing about me."
"You're right." He smirked at me as more wolfsbane was injected into me. "That's why it's going to be fun watching you break." He looked at one of the others. "Put her in the cell with the other." Roughly I was dragged up out of the seat. They didn't care that the wolfsbane had weakened me, or that I was bleeding.
Once the door, to what I assumed to be a basement, opened I was pushed down the steps. My body rolled down the concrete steps with my head banging them. Blood trickled out of my nose and the side of my head. Tears streamed down my face but I didn't want them to see.
Three weeks. My father has been a prisoner for three weeks. "How long have you been awake?" He had started to tend to the cuts on my arms. Everything stung because of the wolfsbane. "Since yesterday. They attacked Theo and I." I spoke in a whisper after years of doing that when speaking to a higher rank then I.
"They haven't done much damage to you. At least not yet." Okay. Yeah sure. What do you call almost dying in a car crash then? "Why is this group so interested in Theo?" With a sigh he motioned for me to sit. I was able to did so but he did it with a few grunts. "Theo's pack attacked this group of hunters while his father was still Alpha. The group you see now is only a fraction of what they had then."
"But why did they attack?" Whatever it was there had to be a good reason. "They killed Theo's mother." And there it was. The start of a cycle that wouldn't end until either the hunters die or Theo's pick dies. They kill a wolf, the wolfs kill them, then another wolf dies. "They don't know about us though."

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