The Alpha and The Vigilante novel Chapter 30

I got into fighting position again, and Alpha Cain sighed heavily, looking completely bored and exhausted. "Submit already, pup."

Never, I mindlinked him, and launched myself at him again.

This time, he was more prepared, and sidestepped me. He kicked me in the back of the knee when I shot past him, and the bored expression on his face didn't falter.

I swung at him again with my right hand, knowing he would think that would be the main assault. However, when he grabbed my hand that I aimed towards the eye I had already punched once (and was starting to bruise already), I used my left fist to punch him in the gut, hoping to knock the wind out of him. That didn't happen.

I gasped as pain filled my left fist, hearing every bone in my fingers snap. It felt like I had punched a brick wall. In all of my years of punching sh*t, that had never happened before. "Are you done hurting yourself yet, pup?" He asked, and I could see in his eyes that he didn't feel bad about my hand.

I snarled, and rebroke the fingers, aligning them correctly this time, so they would heal properly. Due to quick werewolf healing, you had to rebreak the bones most times so that they could heal correctly. I had my fair share of broken bones to correct.

He looked shocked by the violent way I had just rebroke my hand, and I used his surprise against him, kicking him squarely in the chest. I heard the satisfying sound of his sternum break, and punched him in the jaw as he clutched his chest.

To my surprise, he just looked sadly at me, and left the room. I tapped into the mate bond to see what he was feeling, and could feel sadness and... guilt? What was he guilty for? I certainly didn't feel guilty for breaking any of his bones, and would do it again as soon as he came back.

He came back a few minutes later, with a syringe in his hand. His face looked stern, but I could feel his guilt in the mate bond. He was going to chemically knock me out.

I growled, and was about to attack him, when I was thrown back into the wall. My head smacked against the wall, and I could feel my head spinning. Alpha Cain held me by my throat to the wall, and my mark tingled where his hand touched it.

I kicked him in the shin again, but he didn't react. He held up the syringe, with almost nonexistent traces of sadness in his eyes. He quickly shoved the needle into my arm and pressed down on the plunger.

Almost immediately, I could feel myself getting droopy. I weakly lifted my fist and swung, hitting his arm, knowing it was too weak to hurt him.

Come back and get me out of this rope right away! I ordered him, still trying to tug on the rope, and hissing when it burnt.

Are you ready to submit to me as your Alpha and mate? He asked, not at all sounding interested in the conversation.

Never, I growled.

Then it looks like you'll never be untied, he said, and I could feel his amusement through the bond.

I tried summoning a knife, and was surprised when I was able to, even though it hurt a little bit. I wondered if I was knocked out for a few days, since my hands had healed since I last tried to summon a weapon and failed.

I threw the knife to the side, and conjured a hatchet instead, thinking it would be easier to cut the rope with. I stood up and put my leg on the bed, and swung the hatchet into the rope and through the bed near my ankle. The rope luckily cut easily, so easily that Alpha Cain would need a new bed after how deep the hatchet went into it.