Chapter 40

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*Athena's Pov*
I finally wake up from my wolfsbane induced coma. There is a loud pounding in my ears and a sharp pain at my temples. I slightly open my eyes and squint to a bright light that is above me. I look around and find i’m in a gray tent filled with medical supplies. I try to move but my whole body aches and my arms are restrained. I look down to find myself in a hospital gown and on a cot of some sort.
My memories to begin to flood back to me and I start to panic. No, no, no! I need to get out of here.
I pull on the thick rope that has my hands tied to the cots but its no use I’m still way too weak. By now the wolfsbane should be out of my system. Why isn’t my strength returning?
Then a small dull pain enters my arm. I look to see a saline bag is attached to me that is full of purple little buds floating in it, wolfsbane. They are constantly keeping me weak so I wont have the strength to get away.
What was I thinking? I should have known something wasn’t right when Aiden stopped evading us. I shouldn’t have ran in so carelessly. Now, I’m the hands of the rogues and their leader. This is exactly what Silas warned me about. I broke my promise to him.
As these frantic thoughts rattle my brain, the tent door is pulled back and a dark haired man comes forward along with a black haired young woman.
My breath gets caught in my throat when I see the male in front of me that looks around my age. His dark hair is sleeked back and a short stubble covers his cheeks and chin. His arms are covered in tattoos that compliment his Lunar mark that is so dark it’s almost black. His dark blue eyes are cold and show no emotion. However, the most shocking part about him isn’t these qualities. It’s his striking resemblance to my mate.
Behind them I see my brother is with them. His face is guarded and hold no emotion. He is blankly staring at me.
“It’s wonderful to finally meet you Athena. You are far more beautiful than I imagined.” The dark haired man smiles, but I see no warmth from it. It is not remotely sincere.
“Who are you.” I narrow my eyes at him.
“Im Damon, as you probably heard from my former Alpha. Judging from your expression, he hasn’t told you much about me.” His eyes flash with anger but quickly hides it behind his mask of indifference.
“He told me enough.” I spit.
“Well I doubt that. I bet he told you Im the big bad villain of the whole story. I wanted control over the pack and I performed every dirty trick in the book.” He chuckles. “Well you see my dear, I’m Damon Black, Silas’s brother.” He bites bitterly. My eyes widen in shock. Why didn’t Silas tell me?
“W-what?” I whisper breathlessly.
“He was never much of a brother to me. Before your pack slaughtered my parents, our father decreed I was to be the next Alpha of the Lunar pack. Silas was far to soft to lead and found I would be much more capable. However when the time finally came he took the title anyway and left me empty handed. Some brother.” He hisses.
“You killed my father. You don’t deserve remotely the same title as him.” I yell in anger. “If your going to kill me, just get on with it. I’d rather die than breathe another breath of the same air as you!”
“Now, Athena. I have no intention of killing you.” He comes to my side and gently tucks a piece of hair behind my ear. I flinch away from his hand and stare at him with rage. “When we attacked your pack we thought your brother would be the most powerful and would the title. So my beautiful witch here, Sybil casted spell to make him loyal to me. It wasn’t until after the attack we found out we were completely wrong.”
Then what does he intend to do with me? If he kills me then he will automatically have the title.
“Athena, you are the most powerful wolf of our species. It would be a horrible waste to kill you.” His lips curl into a smile that seems Cheshire. “I intend to take you as my chosen mate and make you the queen of the empire ill begin. With you at my side will make this dream reality. We will put the world back into the hands of the supernatural and we will rule all the species as king and queen. We will make powerful heirs and the werewolf race will be invincible.” His eyes soften. “But, first things first. I’ll offer you a deal. I still haven’t given up my quest to take back the title that is truly mine. Since I cant take him down, i need you bring back my brothers head ill allow your brother to go free and free of the curse. Your pack will also never come to harm from my hand again. You have my word.”
Im lips part in shock and it feels as my jaw hit the ground. Like hell ill ever agree to this! He must be delusional to think I would ever do this willingly. Even if he takes me as his chosen by force, werewolf offspring is far more less common than that with a fated mate. He must know that fact. Plus, why would he think I would willingly kill my mate. He’s fucking sick!
“Like hell ill ever agree to this.” I spit. “I would never hurt my mate. You must be crazy if you think I would agree to all this. Fuck that, and fuck you!”
His face hardens again and shakes his head in disappointment. “I knew you wouldn’t take my side right away. Unfortunately the spell Sybil has cooked up for you requires that choice to be of free will.”
What spell? What does he mean by that?
“Sybil, would you be a doll and prepare syringes of wolfsbane?” He glances at her and she leaves the tent. His gaze turns back to me and I flinch at its coldness. “It really is a shame. I really wanted to avoid my other methods but you leave me not much of a choice. That deal was my way of showing you kindness. Rest assured, ill eventually have my brothers head on a spike. With or without you. The rest is nonnegotiable.”
I shiver in fear as he turns to leave.
“You will become my chosen. Even if I have to torture you in many ways to make you more agreeable. Aiden, bring her to my tent.” He casts my brother a glance and leaves.
When my eyes meet my brothers I find some uncertainty in them.It only lasts for a second. He approaches me with a guarded expression. He rips off the tape keeping the catheter in place and proceeds to forcibly take it out. I slightly wince to the sudden intrusion and he roughly places me over his shoulder.
I squirm and yell but it doesn’t phase him at all. He keeps a strong hold on me and stops before leaving the tent.
“Stop squirming and resisting. Or all this will be much worse on you.” He mumbles and continues.
I hit his back trying to get him to release me but its no use. This wolfsbane is incredibly potent. When it finally leaves my system I’ll make them all pay. Ill make them regret everything they’ve done.
He walks through what seems to be a sort of battle camp in the middle of a dense wood. There are rogue lunar wolves everywhere and each of them see us passing by. Each glancing at us and staring in disgust and loathing. They are all angry for what our pack did to them and their families. We slaughtered their parents and left them to fend for themselves. I almost feel pity for them, but it quickly vanishes because of the innocent lives they took. They took the lives of my pack members, my comrades, my family.
Aiden finally stops in front of a large tent and enters. He adjusts me on his shoulder and roughly sets me down.
I land on a old mattress with a groan. With the wolfsbane coursing through my veins is making my pain tolerance lessen. I look up and find Damon is towering over me and he is shirtless. The tattoos on his arms are spread out along his chest and his eyes are burning with a deep lust.
I tremble in disgust and shiver as if spiders are running on my body.
“Leave us.” He says to my brother without giving him as much as a glance.
I dread being alone with this monster and I look to my brother with a pleading look.
He looks at me and instead of helping me, he smirks and walks away. My blood now runs cold. Im alone with the man who killed my father and I can only imagine what he has planned me.
“Now, my lovely.” He kneels down to me and I flinch at his closeness. “Now that you most likely know your situation, are you ready to reconsider my offer?”