The Alpha and The Vigilante novel Chapter 31

I used the knife to cut through the rope tied around my ankle, wincing as the silver burnt my hand and ankle as I sawed off the rope. Finally, I cut through, and was freed completely from the rope.

I got dressed in Alpha Cain's clothes, and cringed when I remembered that I destroyed my clothes and boots while shifting at the lake. Luckily, I hadn't worn my cloak that day, so I put that on over, ready to escape once again.

I opened the door quietly, and took one step out of the door when a hand grabbed my neck and threw me on to the floor, not once releasing its grip. Sure enough, Alpha Cain was the owner of the hand, and was staring down at me in... amazement?

"I expected that you would escape, but I didn't think it would be so soon. How did you do it?" He asked, not releasing his hold on my throat even though I was swatting at his wrist.

I ignored him and tried to get out of his iron grip, until he suddenly scooped me up into his arms. He walked us into the room, and took in the scene. Namely, the cut up pieces of rope, his cut up bed, and of course, a knife and hatchet laying on the bed.

"I see that your hands healed," Alpha Cain observed. "They would have healed faster if you hadn't been trying to summon weapons everyday. That was one of the ways I knew you were faking being a loving mate. If you hadn't been trying to summon weapons, which you had no reason to unless you were trying to escape, then you would have healed within the first couple days."

I stayed quiet, completely unsure of how to react. I had no more tricks up my sleeve. He knew I got my powers back, and knew that I completely hated him.

Are you going to burn my hands again? I timidly asked through the mindlink. He looked genuinely surprised by my question, and responded, "No. That was a one-time thing meant to make you submit. Since it didn't work, I have to go to my last resort."

My heart dropped when I saw hints of guilt in his eyes. He rarely felt guilty for anything he did to me, so I was sure that whatever he had planned was going to be bad. I struggled to get out of his hold, but it was no use. He used one of his large hands to hold both of my wrists, and continued to carry me, taking me out of his room, but not before grabbing the pelt and haphazardly throwing it over me. I continued to thrash in his grip, but he was too strong and too focused on not letting me escape. I will admit that he impressed me with his ability to think of new ways to ensnare me.

I smiled sweetly, and then spat in his face, reminiscent of the first time I did that when he was carrying me. Ah, some things never change.

To my surprise, he didn't change his neutral expression. He just shrugged, and then suddenly dropped me on the ground.

I landed on my back, and was grateful that at least I was able to lift my head at the last second and not crack my skull. Still, I groaned as my spine collided with the stone floors, knowing that it would hurt for awhile. Alpha Cain really impressed me with his commitment to trying to force me into submission. I really thought he would have given up by now. Maybe he is strong enough to be the Alpha.

He walked over to the corner of the cell, and picked up metal chains that rested in a pile. He locked the chain around my right ankle with a sad look as I hissed at the direct contact with the silver.