The Alpha and The Vigilante novel Chapter 13

I was okay with him slapping me, I spat on him knowing he would punish me in some way. It was in an Alpha's nature to be dominant and punish any signs of disobedience. But not even letting me walk myself? That is a new level of controlling.

Alpha Cain stepped out of the car and took me out, cradling me like a baby. Being held this way by him was getting to be seriously embarrassing. I have killed hundreds of wolves, and here I was being treated like a porcelain doll. That is, if porcelain dolls get slapped somewhat hard.

He must have picked up on my disgust and confusion at being carried, because he explained further. "It is seen as weak for an Alpha to let his Luna walk herself. Carrying his Luna demonstrates respect for her-" I snorted at the word respect. How is stealing me from my pack and taking away my person liberties respectful?

Alpha Cain growled lowly as a warning before continuing. "When an Alpha carries his Luna, it demonstrates that he will provide and do everything for her."

I rolled my eyes. That's corny as hell, and I didn't find it sweet either. It just seemed like another way for Alphas to exert their control and be misogynistic.

He continued carrying me through the threshold of the pack house, and carried me upstairs. The inside of the Pack House was extremely cozy. Whereas the Red Crescent Pack House was modernly designed with impeccable decor that made the Pack House feel more like an Ikea demo room, the Blood Lake Pack House looked extremely personal, and warm.

Fur pelts were scattered on the floor as rugs, folded on couches like throw blankets, and all of the furniture was wooden rather than metal. It all felt very homely, and I was angered by how comfortable I felt in his domain.

"You should feel comfortable here, little wolf." Alpha Cain whispered as he finished climbing up 4 flights of stairs.

My eyes widened in shock. How did he know I felt comfortable in here? He couldn't read my thoughts yet or feel my emotions, he would have to mark me in order to that. I shuddered in disgust at him taking a bit out of my fucking neck.

"I can see it in your eyes. I will be able to read more of your emotions when you pull down the cloth covering half your face and let me see all of you." He answered, staring into my eyes.

For a brief second, I wished I could talk so I could tell him that technically he could only see it in my eye, since only one of them is capable of emotion.

Then, I realized the extent of what he said. He would take off my mask and see everything. Hopefully, he would be so disgusted he would release me, and everything would go back to the way it was. Life at Red Crescent was perfect, and I was free.

He went into his closet, and came out with a pair of boxers and a white short sleeve t-shirt. I growled, knowing he intentionally chose clothes that would show the least amount of skin.

I summoned a knife, and cut through the t-shirt and boxers. I threw the knife and cut up clothes to the side on the floor, and walked into the closet myself. I went through his drawers until I found sweatpants and a long sleeve shirt. They were both soft, and smelled so much like him it made my head spin.

I walked out of the closet, and went into the bathroom without looking at him.

"Yaknow, if you wanted different clothes, you could have just said so! You didn't have to cut up mine!" He called out after me. I rolled my eyes, knowing he couldn't see me. I went through his drawers. I knew for a fact that the boxers and shirt I cut up didn't make a dent in his collection.

I undressed, staring at my naked body in the mirror. If I could help it, Alpha Cain would never see all of the marks all over my body. Nobody had ever seen the full extent, and that was for a reason.