CHAPTER ELEVEN

Maggie's Pov
It felt like I was in two worlds. While my body felt numb and extremely punctured, my mind felt at ease like I was in the place the tales talked about. The place to adapt rest and serenity—the things I lacked and needed in my life.
Slowly, I came around to my senses, but everything, with the inclusion of my memory, was only a hazy blur.
I wake up to a soft and fluffy pillow. It was like I was sinking into a bed of feathers. This isn't my bed. This is also not my pillow. I think in my sleep. But I love it. It's sorting. I bounce on it and moan.
Lovely. I'll gladly die in a place like this.
Wait! This is not my bed, so I'm not home; what if I was kidnapped and this is the kidnapper's den?? I'm suddenly scared, and I open my eyes, and for a moment, I'm confused.
Uhm, hold up. Have I indeed been kidnapped? Well, one way to find out. Stand up and check.
?I tried to get up, and a shooting pain passes through my legs. I've been kidnapped because what's this pain. I gasped
?Maybe they kidnapped me and locked me up in here, and I was shot in between my legs when I was trying to escape. That was why I felt pain.
I took a step forward, and my feet wobbled. Oh shit, this doesn't feel like gunshot pain. Did they rape me? Those bastards. They raped me. They fucking raped me.
I was about to scream when I reminded myself I didn't need to alert the kidnappers I was up. I needed to think. Yes, I need to believe.?
For starters, how did I end up here? How was I kidnapped? Maybe my Father owed some random Alpha some huge amount of money and since my father is dead and he—the Alpha whoever he is -- couldn't make a truce with Alpha Kane, he decided to kidnap me.
Yes, that was it! It has got to be. Just how much leverage was I exactly?
My head hurts as I tried hard to think about the events that had occurred leading to this. How did all this happen to me?
Then slowly, it all began to come back. All the memories of last night's event flooded into my memory. An improvement, but still nothing much to hang on to, only a fragment of the total occurrence.
It was a little after midnight and I was hungry—starving to be exact because I had thought locking myself would shield me from the darts of Alpha Kane.? I went to the pack's kitchen and collected enough food ….me bumping into a figure…. The figure being Alpha Kane's guest…. Us having a heated moment……Alpha Kane's by-cutting to go outside…..me feeling flushed and scampering to my room like the fool I was…..abruptly standing up and going into the Woods….the screeching sound of a tyre and buzzing sound of a car at my very behind….me taking to my heels….the car coming to a stop….and everything turning black.
That was it! I almost said out loud, but my throat felt dry and painful. That was what happened! I roared in my mind.
Sighing, I kicked off the sheets from my body and since the window was opened thankfully, it would be easier to escape. Whoever had kidnapped me had a piece of very low knowledge about the act. I mean how could you be so daft to leave a kidnapped person with an opened window, without binds, and in a room as aesthetic as this?
Since the window is opened, perhaps the door too would be opened. Sighing, I hastily wore my shoes and a hoodie I found me by the side of the bed. Since I wasn't carrying a purse or phone, I mentally noted that my escape wouldn't be as easy…and then it struck. I had no one to call to my rescue. My uncle doesn't give a fuck about me and left it to my big brother, I was better off unborn. He once said I would have been better off in some thickened waterproof or shoved down my mother's throat. His very polite way of saying, I should have ended with my late mother's feces in the soakaway.
I tried pushing the door but it was locked. The person wasn't exactly a fool after all. I moved back to the window and peeked through. As far as I could see, there was nobody around. The compound was massive. Very huge. Even bigger than what I had thought was a castle at the Brown moss pack. This Alpha sure does have money. What then does he need me to do for him?
The gate was far off but if I made a nice run, I would get there before anyone saw me. I stuck out my legs, one at a time, and before I knew it I was standing on the brick rail, with my hands on the one above for support. I heard a nestling sound from the opposite direction and I poked my neck a little further to see the source of the noise but I wasn't in luck. The noise increased and so was the length I poked my neck.
It was a bird…I hissed and turned back to what I was doing but somehow and so suddenly, very inexplicably too, my foot shifted on the rail and I lost my balance. Soon I was in the air, flying downwards at a fast speed as I let out a screeching scream of help from my lungs. The next thing was a heavy thud on the ground followed by a shooting pain in my ankle.?
I needed no soothsayer to tell me what was happening. I was dying and indeed I died. Everything turned black and serene just like before.
I opened my eyes slowly and was surprised to not find the blinding sun or metal bars on my face when I did so….from the window, I saw that night had come.? Maybe one of the guards had somehow managed to bring me back to the slaves' quarters after I had passed out. Or one of the other slaves who had felt sympathetic after seeing me in such a vulnerable way.
In actual fact, I was even surprised that I had opened my eyes. I thought that I was going to die after all my body had had to go through, it was not like I had gone through beatings and cuts and being struck with whips. I had even gone through electrocution. That alone was enough to send any werewolf into the afterlife, or into the arms of the moon goddess, but it appeared like she definitely had other plans for me. I was alive and lying down in a strange place. Well, at least I was alive.
Where was I?
I tried to stop my rampaging thoughts as I opened my eyes even wider to their Maximum limit and felt a weight on my right hand. I began to panic inwardly, checking if there was a door or window for me to see if there was a way out for me to escape. It took a few seconds to calm myself down, to notice that I was not in fact tied to the bed, or to be punished, but in actual fact, it was another hand that was holding mine as I was lying down on the bed.
The soft comfortable bed, unlike the thin nylon wraps we were provided with, or for the lucky ones, useless pieces of cloth, at the slaves' quarters in the Brown moss pack.
I tried to turn myself over to look at the person holding my hand and as I did so, a most delicious scent filled my nose and clouded my senses, giving me an all-time high, and for some unknown reason, I could not stop myself from smiling from ear to ear, although it was very painful to do so since my face was bruised.
And with a sigh, I tried with much difficulty to turn myself over to my side to look at the face of the man holding my hand.
How did I not notice before? How did I not think about it? Alpha Julian was the one that kidnapped me. I remembered trying to escape and falling back to the ground. No doubt he brought me back and nursed me to health. He really values his money that much if he thinks I'm better off alive than dying and never having to pay his money.
I looked at the place where he was holding my hand, in his head on the side of my bed as he still held my hand in his. I made a move to remove my hand from his, but he only grumbled and pulled my hand in, holding it even tighter than before. He looked like a cute pup while he slept, not at all like the very attractive, masculine alpha ready to intimidate whomever he felt it was that was intimidating one of his own.
I mean, sure, he still looked very much attractive, but of a different kind. This time, he looked like an innocent little pup who knew nothing but good and good people in the evil world we lived in, with no knowledge of just how wicked other werewolves could be.
Although he looked Handsome, I knew he was evil. They all are. Especially all he's done to me, beyond his good fucks and panty-dropping kisses is a wicked man. There was no need to be gentle if I needed to take the bull by the horn, so I stood up abruptly and the movement alpha Julian to wake.
"Hey you are awake" he stated more than asked. He had a little smile at the edges of his mouth but unfortunately, I wasn't planning for a chit chat.
"Isn't it obvious?" I tried to climb off the bed but his hand held me still, preventing me from moving. "If this is about the money my late father owes you, I'm sorry but I cannot pay them for now. I still have a huge one to pay to Alpha Kane. I promise when I'm done paying him, I'd return back to pay yours. But please, for now just let me go" I pleaded as humbly as I could but the man just stared at me with confusion.
"First, I can't let you go because of three reasons…."?
"Please" I cut him off but he silenced me too.
"I'm not done," he said firmly.
"Reason number one being the fact that you are in no shape to walk or travel because you broke your ankle when you tried to escape earlier…"
"That's not a problem I can manage. I would crawl if I had to…"
"Reason number two, it will be a wasted effort for me if I let you go back..."
"I'll compensate you for all your efforts, I swear.? Just let me go back…"
"Reason number three and the most important of them all, you are mate! And there's no way in hell I'd let you go back to that dungeon…"
'I'm sure you'd find someone else to provide you with the services you need. I let out a very disgusting laugh. "Please, I'm sorry but I must reject you. We cannot be together. Alpha Kane would kill me and please don't feed me the silly talk of how you'd save and protect me because I won't buy those lies. No one can stop Alpha. No man! No witch! No power! So please just let me go. You can't stop me. I'd…."
I was cut short of words and air as he slammed his lips on mine forcefully. I gasped and he used the opportunity to stick his tongue into my mouth the same time his hands went into my head and tug on my hair.
Freaking hot pancakes in a bar of lukewarm chocolate and honey syrup.?
Unconsciously, I kissed him back and added my tongue too. I met his tongue assault with the same pressure he did mine. My hands circled his waist as I pulled him closer.?
After a while, we broke off and he planted his forehead against mine as we both steal each other's breath and forcefully dragged on hair as though we had just run a marathon.?
He leaned in for more but I placed my palm on his chest and tugged him off—even the feel of my hand on his chest felt like a caress to my wounded dignity. It felt right but I knew it was wrong. He made to kiss me again, and instead of shoving him off like I did before, I summoned what was left of my strength and slapped him on his face.
The slap was so tough that my palm stung from the sensation. Just like the first time I hit him, his stubble prickled me.
"Get out" I snapped at the top of my voice.