Chapter 46

(Maya POV)

My ‘father’ had told his men not to drug me again thankfully, but I am still a prisoner in the little room I woke up in. I am not sure what day it is now, but it feels like I have been here for several days. Everything is quiet here when my ‘father’ does not come. I have told him each time that I don’t want to see him but then he comes back anyway. I still don’t know what his real reason is for bringing me here. He keeps telling me it’s because he is my only family and it is where I belong, but I can see in his eyes that he is not that sentimental. I know there is something more he wants from me, but what can I offer him? I am not strong, not as strong as the ones he already has in his pack I’m sure.

The only thing I can think of that sets me apart from others is the fact that I have 3 mates, which yes is unusual but is it worth keeping me prisoner for? I couldn’t understand what the reason is, but I didn’t care. I wanted out, and I would not stop if I had a chance to escape. Today I was feeling especially aggravated, so when my ‘father’ came I was happy to channel all my frustration and anger at him.

“Hello princess!” he said strolling in, head held high with pride.
“Don’t call me that.” I spit out at him like my words were venom.
“Oh, come on, you have been here for 3 days and you still are so hostile. When will you relax so we can have a real conversation?” He asks in a forced sweet voice that makes me cringe at the sound.

Everything about him seemed fake and insincere, and I was tired of it.

“Stop dancing around it and tell me what you really want from me!” I growl at him.
“Not much for the getting-to-know-you part of a relationship, are you?” He says with a laugh.
“I don’t want to get to know you! I want to go home, so as soon as you tell me what you want than I can get out of here. Because I am sure whatever you want, I don’t have it to give.” I say crossing my arms.

Maybe I was not being very mature, but by now I was done caring.

“Very well since it seems you have no interest in a father/daughter relationship, let’s keep this business.
“What did your mother tell you about yourself when you ran from here?” The alpha asks leaning back in his chair that was placed directly across from where I sat on the bed.
“Nothing, the only thing she never told me was to never shift or let my wolf show. We lived in a completely human town.” I say simply.
“Well then your mother did you a great disservice by keeping such things from you. Because the thing is princess, you are a very unique girl.” He rests his elbows on his knees now and looks closer at me.

Part of me feels like anything that comes out of his mouth is a lie, and I shouldn’t trust him. The other part of me thinks that he wouldn’t have gone through so much trouble if what he was about to tell me was a lie.

“What do you mean?” I ask with more sass than I realized.
“Tell me, how is your bond with your wolf?” He asks with a smirk.
“It’s chaotic and weak at times. Why?” I admit my wolf and I had a strange link.

“There is a reason you and your wolf are not as symbiotic as most werewolves are. Because you are not a werewolf, not completely. You never noticed anything unusual happen around you or because of you?” He seems to be genuinely curious, so I decided to tell the truth.

As much as I hated this man, he seemed to know something about myself that I didn’t. I wanted to know the truth no matter where it was coming from, and who else could I ask now? So, I did what he asked. I thought back, and there was one recent moment that stuck out. The moment with the child who got injured when I was at the pack house. He had healed by the time I had brought him to see the doctor. I figured it was just the naturally quick way wolf pups healed.

“Maybe.” Is all I say instead.
“Well, to explain better I have to tell you a little about your family. That is, my family. You see the reason I am one of the most powerful alphas is because like you I am more than a simple wolf, much more.” He says with that same self-satisfied smirk.
“What are you?” I ask, I admit my curiosity was peaked.

“Well, my father was an alpha. A bure breed alpha at that, so he was extremely powerful and feared by almost everyone. But he didn’t want a wolf as his mate, he wanted to make sure his children would be the most powerful creatures in the world. So, he picked his mate from a special village in Europe. A small village that housed another powerful creature, The Fae. Have you heard of The Fae?” He asks.

“No.” I say trying not to give away that I was the least bit interested in his story.

“They are an incredible race of magical creatures. There are many kinds, each one with a unique ability. Most have abilities that involve nature and the elements, because their kind was created by the spirits of nature itself. However, there are some who are the most powerful of all The Fae. They were called Fae Komplett, and they possessed the power of all Fae. The power of the elements, of nature, of spirit, and of life force. When my father learned that such Fae existed, he knew he needed to have a mate that was one of these special Fae. So, he made a deal with their leader. He would offer them peace in exchange for one of these Fae to be mated to him. As you know a wolf’s mate is chosen by the moon goddess, but my father’s mate had been killed years before. That meant he could choose his second mate, whoever that may be. The leader presented his own daughter to my father as a show of good faith. That woman was my mother. So, you see Maya, you not only have wolf with in you but the blood of The Fae Komplett as well.” He says and sits back to let me take in everything he has said.

I did not know how to respond to what he had told me. I had a memory of my mother whispering to my father that I was special and needed protecting, but all these years I never understood why we left the pack. As I looked at the man across from me, it began to make more sense. Why we ran, why they wanted my wolf kept hidden, why they wanted me kept hidden. This man wanted me because of what power I held. The only problem was I had never even noticed I had powers; I had never sensed they were there. He said that one of the Fae abilities was ‘Life force’, could that mean the ability to heal? I needed to know.

“You said that the Fae have several abilities, does one include the ability to heal others?” I ask him sheepishly.
He gave me a knowing smile and leaned forward once more. “You have healed someone?”

I froze. I didn’t want him to know that I had used any of my powers.

“No, I was just wondering. You said something about ‘life force’ so I was curious if that meant healing ability.” I say biting my lower lip nervously.
“Yes, that’s right.’ He said nodding his head.
“Is that why you brought me here? To see if I had these Fae powers?” I ask him.

“Perhaps, but more than that I need you. See I no longer have my Fae powers, and have grown weaker because of it. You see, being half Fae means that it is hard for someone like us to access that power without it killing us. The power is too great, and the wolf side is too weak to withstand the amount of power the Fae side exerts. So, when I went against the alpha of this pack to take it for myself, I nearly died in battle trying to harness my Fae ability. I was hurt badly enough that my heart cannot withstand me very using my Fae power again. Which is why I needed you.” He says frankly.

“You want me as a weapon.” I don’t say it like a question, because it is the only thing that makes sense.


I was brought here to kill.