The Alpha and The Vigilante novel Chapter 80

"It doesn't matter now though. You will never see Cain again, and he will die alone and knowing that you died because he wasn't there to protect you." Jax smiled dangerously.

I shrugged, not showing any fear. I'll remember these words when I eventually get out of these chains. Didn't you learn your lesson from Cain? I always escape.

Jax laughed. "You didn't escape after the last time, Ares."

I gave him a sinister smile. Did you ever consider that I wasn't trying to?

Jax's face briefly flashed in concern and confusion, but he quickly smoothed his features. "I wouldn't try to escape. He has been waiting for your death for years," Jax warned me.

He should have killed me years ago then, I smirked at him, I've never been stronger or more capable of killing.

Jax shrugged. "Extenuating circumstances made him unable to kill you himself. Don't worry though, he's given me the privilege of being the one who gets to drain the life from you."

Yawn. Bring him on, I antagonized him, I'm sick of talking to his henchmen. If he's so powerful, he shouldn't be too chickenshit to show himself.

Jax slightly grimaced. "You're going to regret saying that, Ares."

I doubt that, but whatever. His boss probably wasn't strong enough to kill me on his own, and had to have his weird little minions do it for him. Pussy.

Jax suddenly turned away and left the cellar. I wondered who the mystery puppet master is. Truthfully, I had probably made so many enemies from all of the people I've killed, I didn't even know where to begin thinking of possible suspects.

I didn't have to ponder for long, because the elusive figure himself stepped into the cellar shortly after Jax left.

My heart fell when I saw who had been orchestrating my kidnapping the whole time.

I was never getting out of here.

The woman was fighting off six rogues on her own. I was enchanted watching her strike the rogues with such sharp, fluid motions. She was shockingly aggressive, so much so that my wolf was instantly drawn to her raw ferocity. Wolves are like that, you know? Attracted to strength.

Not only that, but she was exceptionally beautiful. I later learned that beauty was her Gift from the Moon Goddess. You have to understand that I was powerless against her Gift in order to understand why I did what I did."

Wilson paused, gaging a reaction I didn't give him.

"Anyways, she killed three of the rogues before I shook off the enchantment that bewitched me, and I leapt in to kill the other three. I only killed two of them before she finished the 6th off herself.

I remember what she said to me. I had been expecting her to be grateful, but instead, she told me bitterly: 'I could have handled them myself'. I was surprised by her intensity and penchant for killing. It starkly contrasted with her outward beauty. Light blue eyes, long silvery hair, a small figure, but so easily broke the necks of the rogues. A true contraction. It drove my wolf wild. As you may have learned with Cain, Alpha's have an insatiable sex drive. At the time, I was 24, and still had not found my mate.

The small group of wolves I had traveled with were also enamored by the enchanting young women, and so they didn't question why we escorted her back to Iron Claw territory.

The Alpha of Iron Claw was incredibly thankful that we had escorted the young woman back to him. As it turns out, the young woman was his younger sister. Her being of Alpha blood explained the brute strength I had witnessed in her while she was killing the rogues.