"Alpha Volga!" Both the servants fall down in a curtsey to the alpha of the southern region. I take a couple steps back attempting to get out of the space, force a separation between the two of us.

"No need for such formalities. We are to be alliances soon enough?" The tyrant cackles throwing his head back, "I just came to talk to an old friend, and take her to lunch. Alpha's honor of course."

"Have you spoken with Ares? Is he aware?" One of the ladies calls out, I still stand petrified at the door way attempting to think through any formulation of a good idea.

"Of course. Now, I must have her back before two. My mate wants me home for a pack event this evening." He outstretches his arm. All of this seems suspicious, none of my braincells coming together. This doesn't seem like anything I would normally say yes to.

"Well go on Luna! It would be rude to deny a new pack alliance, see you later. It'll be nice to have you out of our hair while we prepare for the Lunar Ball."

I cut my eyes at the ladies, both laughing at me in return. Great his fucking charms sold them. They once did that to me too.

I take his arm praying that the weird mental bond I have with the Alpha will be enough to get me out of this situation. Like sending an SOS signal so loud he gets a splitting headache. My dominant mate isn't anywhere to be found as we walk to the sleep bugatti, "I found a wonderful pizza place for us. I assumed you would enjoy it. Here let me get that for you."

He grabs the car door for me letting me settle into the seat before closing it. I go for the handle, but the door stays tightly locked. Fuck. Is now the time to scream? Or would this wolf rip me to shreds?

"Now, let's head there, shall we?" James drops into the driver seat looking over me with a hungry gaze. Many of his past aggressions make sense, the way he would just know if I did something. Smell me, be an animal about certain anger issues. Its overwhelming the truths that slam into my chest, ripping me apart from within. All those parties, all the secrets, his weird cult like behavior with his friends... the whole time an Alpha.

"You aren't from the south are you?" I calmly question, he laughs.

"I am Alpha James, my pack is a west pack, but those humans had never seen a southern alpha. It was easy to convince otherwise."

"So no alliance."

"I will never align with such a pussy of a pack." He spits gripping tight at the wheel. I pushed a button I shouldn't have. But why?

He continues, running a hand through his hair for just a moment, "It's good to see you babe. Been looking for a while, you know?"

"What about your mate?"

"She died right before I met you. My wolf has a fixation on you, and as his chosen mate you are to be with us."

"Did I not make it clear that I want nothing to do with you?" The anger seeps from my lips, a tangible fire licking over my tongue. The backbone I wish I had when I first met him.

"Oh, clear as freshly polished diamond, but as you are human, there is no need to worry about such pitiful threats."

"Im marked." While I don't know what that means completely, maybe it will save me now.

"Another easy fix, as you have not marked him in return, all I have to is take over his bite."

My hand shifts up to cover the scar, "He can speak with me, mentally."

"As most marks do allow. Are you assuming me stupid?"

I swallow, "He will find me."

"And he will die."

The air leaves my lungs, a choking feeling taking over me, "I am wearing a special flower that hinders the ability to use telepathy, this one here." He uses a hand to pluck a light blue flower from a breast pocket, "Not to mention the sedative that was laced on the door handle. Sleep well, mate."