The Alpha and The Vigilante novel Chapter 36

"You are dismissed, Gwendolyn. I will speak with you later." Alpha Cain's eyes shone with fury, and I swear I could see the fire in his eyes. Gwen ran out of the cell immediately, and I could hear her sobs as she crossed the hall.

His whole body shook with anger as he approached me in my corner. I wouldn't have been surprised if he shifted into his wolf right then and there.

I kept smirking at him, knowing there was a dangerous glint in my eyes as my own inward anger threatened to spill out.

"You think threatening the lives of my pack and pups is funny?" He roared, grabbing my hair and smacking my head into the cell wall. Blood matted my hair instantly.

I laughed sinisterly. You really thought I would tell my escape plan to your undercover planted prisoner?

His anger quickly turned into confusion as he realized that I had played him.

You have a really bad habit of underestimating me, mate. Do you remember what my position in my old pack was?

He didn't answer me, and just continued to hold my head against the wall by my hair. The smell of my own blood overwhelmed my senses.

I was the Gamma. Do you know that Gammas run the prisons in my pack too, Alpha?

He sharply inhaled, realizing his mistake.

Pretending to throw a pack member into the jail cell with the prisoner and hoping they talk to the pack member? That's one of the oldest Gamma tricks in the book, Alpha. You should really play smarter next time.

I smirked again at him as his hand released my hair. He looked genuinely surprised I had sussed him

out.

He snarled loudly at my words, and harshly grabbed my jaw. I could feel the bone beginning to shatter. "You can rot in here for the rest of your life if that's what you choose, but you are not leaving this pack and we are not breaking the bond." Blood pooled in my mouth from his lethal grip on my jaw. I spat the blood at his face, and he made no attempt to wipe it off, or loosen his hold on me.

"You are the Luna the Blood Lake pack needs. Strong. Tough. Aggressive. My wolf is already attached to you, there is no way I can let you go now. If you were more connected to your wolf you would understand. If you submitted to me as your Alpha and as your mate, there is not a thing in this world you would desire and not have."

You're wrong. There's nothing I want more than to be far away from this hellhole, and most importantly, you.

He snapped my jaw as easily as a leaf crunches under footfall during Autumn. I growled and threw a punch, hearing his nose break with a satisfying crunch. I swung again, blackening his eye.

He stood up, and I followed suit, spitting more blood to the side. I rebroke my jaw, making sure it was aligned this time so it wouldn't heal crookedly.

I sank into a fighting stance, and was confused when he didn't mimic me, as I was sure we were about to engage in another fight. He looked at me sadly, and left the cell without saying another word.