Page 9 of Bullied By the Alpha Wolf

As I blinked, Kit’s expression changed from the shock she’d worn to undeniable anger. She glared at me, her brows down, and I was sure that if she had a wolf, it would be growling.

“That’s one what to put it.” She yanked her arm free of Gunner, who looked at me for a moment before I shook my head. “What on earth are you doing here, of all places? This isn’t Jet’s land.”

Sighing I folded my arms over my chest, I could sense the confusion coming from my wolves, and it needed to be put to bed quickly. I hadn’t been alpha for long, after all, and a display of weakness right now would not do.

“I’m Alpha here, Kit. So, I’ll be asking the questions. Lock her up. I think this particular Williams requires the hand of an alpha.”

Kit’s eyes flared wide, and she scoffed at me, fighting against the hold that Gunner and Lupe took up again. Seeing her tussle against them made something behind my ribs ache, and as they headed for the back door, I couldn’t stop myself from speaking up again.

“Wait.” Both wolves stopped, and I turned around and walked up to them, my body feeling like it wanted to tear itself apart. “Take her to my quarters in the compound house around back, not the cell downstairs. Have guards posted outside in case she gets any bright ideas.”

Lupe and Gunner exchanged looks, their brows down as they obviously questioned my orders. The swell of apprehension in the pack bond stung, and I let out a low growl.

Looking between them, I narrowed my stare, particularly on my beta. “Do you have a problem with that?”

He quickly snapped to attention, shaking his head. “Of course not, Alpha. Gunner and I will lock her in your chambers and ensure she is well-guarded.”

“Good.” I softened, clapping a hand down on Lupe’s shoulder. “And then get some food and rest. You both deserve it.”

He nodded, and the two of them set off to contain Kit in my room.

When they were out of eyeline, I let my shoulders droop, sighing. What in the absolute fuck was my luck? Kit? Seriously?

My wolf howled beneath my skin, and I did my best to shake him off.

“Shut up, you. We have more important things to be concerned with, and I still don’t know if she can be trusted. She was with the Williams pack, for fuck’s sake.”

But that primal part of me didn’t care. Kit was here, by whatever means fate had arranged, and that animal part of me was responding even more than when I was young, it seemed. He was ecstatic, pacing around in my brain somewhere because…

Because my mate had returned.

Chapter 4 - Kit

The thick door slammed shut behind me, and I spun around uselessly, flinging myself against the deep brown slats and banging my fists against it. Fucking Kaiden. Of all the people to run into right now, my teenage tormenter was apparently alpha of his own pack now, and I was locked in his goddamn bedroom.

Anger raged through me like a storm, making me pace around the large room as the silence stretched out.

“How is he here?! This…this,” I threw up my hands, sighing as I came to an abrupt stop in the middle of the room. “What’s going to happen to me now?”

My heart pounded, but it was the desperate ache behind the beats that made me shudder. I was terrified. I felt small and powerless, more so than I had in a while, and I didn’t know what to do.

I’d been living with the Williamses. Kaiden was right that I was a member of their pack, and as far as I knew, that made me his enemy. Wolves did not like other packs invading their territory, and I was a human.

Which was worse.

As the anxiety built around me, I realized that the floor I was staring down at was actually quite pretty.

“Huh.”

Many wolves lived together in one compound. However, some had a few buildings clustered together they all used. Jet had that trailer way back at the rear section of his land, which was probably in disrepair now, and it appeared that Kaiden’s new pack offered their alpha a separate house to live in.

The room was rustic and dark, the full moon shining in through a short window on the wall across from the door. I was in the top room of the tiny home—in the attic, essentially. But it had been upgraded and restored to create one large bedroom that was gorgeous in its simple styling.

I studied the floor. The deep brown slats were slightly uneven, with charming knots and whorls throughout the wood. Tracking them to the area behind me, I noticed the cozy red patterned rug beneath the massive bed. With geometric designs woven into the fabric, the carpet tied the master suite together, echoing the focal wall behind the headboard. That wall was all brick, and looking up, I could see that the ceilings were crossed with wooden L-beams and no plaster or drywall.

There were two little nightstands made of a similar dark wood on either side of the bed and a tall dresser on the opposite wall. Two doors sat on either side of it, and when I inspected them, one led to Kaiden’s closet and the other to the bathroom.

It was strange to be in the room without its owner like this. I was basically a stranger, even if Kaiden and I had a history. I stepped into the closet briefly, running my fingers over the sleeves of his hanging shirts.

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