Page 18 of Bred Mate
“Hello, brat.” A deep voice purrs in my ear just a fraction of a second before I am grabbed around the waist and picked up from the floor. A chain of silver is wrapped around my neck to stop me from shifting. He’s got me, and I can’t escape, no matter how much I squirm and kick and flail.
“You like to play little captive games? I decided I wouldn’t mind playing either.”
“Please let me go.”
“Oh, no, little one,” he growls in my ear, his hands like two iron bands around my arms. There’s no getting out of this grip. There’s no getting away from him.
I feel myself starting to panic. I don’t know what he is going to do to me, but I know all too well that he’s going to hurt me. He’s going to hurt me and he’s going to love it because now he’s justified.
“Where are my brothers?”
“Don’t worry about those boys. They won’t be causing any more trouble.”
“What did you do to them?” There’s an edge of fear in my voice I can’t control.
“Worry about yourself, Ellie,” he says. “You tried to kidnap and ransom the alpha of New Orleans. You fucked up so badly I don’t even know how to express how bad you’ve fucked up. Don’t worry though, I will show you.”
He’s threatening me, but there’s no real need to do so. I know I’m fucked. I’ve had my back up against the wall for years now. Him being a hostile problem doesn’t change anything. If he hurts me, he hurts me. I want to stay stoic in the face of these threats, but I find myself trying to explain.
“I didn’t have any choice. This place is sacred to our kind.”
“What does that mean?”
“It means there’s power here. This is where my ancestors have lived for hundreds of years. This isn’t just a bit of damp forest and rancid river. This place matters.”
“Places don’t matter, Ellie. They’re not special. They don’t hold meaning. That’s just sentimental bullshit.”
“What does matter?
He pauses for a minute before pushing me down on the bed and loosening his belt. “Nothing,” he says, his voice a dark void.
He scares me. I knew he wasn’t a good person. I knew he was the only person who could help me. And I knew it was a risk. But he is a monster with no feeling besides the urge to fuck. I don’t know that he really even cares about breeding me. I doubt he wants a baby. He just wants a hole. My hole.
“You’re scaring me,” I whimper.
“Good. You abducted me. You treated me like a weak little bitch to be tied up and used like a fucking…” He grits his teeth and wrestles his temper under control. “I didn’t like it, Ellie. And you’re going to pay for it.”
“I treated you the way you treat other people.”
“No. You didn’t. Because what I do is put a bullet in people. This captive shit is for idiots.”
“You’re going to put a bullet in me?”
Karl
I see fear in her face, and for the first time in my life, I don’t like seeing that expression in someone’s eyes.
“I am not going to kill you,” I tell her.
“Oh, good to know,” she says, sarcastic even though there’s still plenty of fear in her gaze.
None of my usual methods or even desires work with this woman. I’ve always wanted one thing. Power, at all costs, and cruelty because I enjoyed it. I’m not enjoying it now. I feel like a piece of shit.
I feel guilt.
Haven’t felt that before. Not in a long time, anyway.
I step back, give her some space. She doesn’t deserve it, but I need to work out what I am going to do with these feelings that aren’t remotely sensible. She has done something so audacious and out of line she must be punished for it.
