Blood Alpha (Chosen Mate Series 1) [Complete]

Chapter Fourteen

"I would suggest you stop talking about my husband in such a way, Detective". I was on the verge of growling in an animalistic way. I was scared, upset and angry. It was a bad combination for a Werewolf – when our emotions got too much, we exploded violently.

I was a naturally calm person, only two times had I gotten to the point of explosion. More dominate Wolves, like Layton, reached the explosion level weekly. It always got ugly when our emotions got that high. We were a danger to ourselves, and others, when we get to that stage. So I took a deep breath, and focused on calming myself.

"I didn't mean to upset you, Mrs Vetteriano. I just wanted you to understand that if your husband were to hurt you, we could offer you safety. All you'd have to do is testify that he is administrating a cult and--"

"We are not a cult" I told them calmly, "please stop insulting me, my husband and my community. My husband would never lay a finger on a woman, and people respect him for looking after everyone. Is it a crime to be respected? We are peaceful people who just happen to live in a close, gated, community. And if you don't like that, then I'm sorry, but it really has nothing to do with you". I was proud of how confident I sounded.

"Mrs Vetteriano, like I said earlier we have been monitoring the activities of your community. And we know that you were taken from your home – in another community similar to this one – and within a few weeks you were married to Mr Vetteriano".

"What are you suggesting, Detective Smith?" I asked, fisting my hands on my laps as I tried to control my emotions.

"If you were given to Mr Vetteriano, as a gift to a leader or for money, then we can get you out of this. You're a very attractive girl, you have many options--"

"You think Layton bought me?" I screeched. I was outraged and hurt. I stood up, carelessly pushing my seat aside so it hit the floor. Hot tears sprung to my eyes, and spilled out my eyes and ran down my cheek. I choked on a sob, as I shook my head in disgust. "How dare you? How dare you say such things about me, about my husband and about my community".

"Gemini" Sergeant Harries sighed heavily, "please understand that--"

"It's Mrs Vetteriano to you" I snapped, shocked with my own anger. "I am disgusted that you have spoken to me in such a way. You either get me a lawyer right now, or you let me go. Because I am done answering your questions. I am married to Layton for love, and you suggesting anything else is a disgrace".

I was still crying, as I turned on my heel and stormed out the questioning room. Detective Smith nor Sergeant Harries followed or called me back. Layton was in the waiting room, and as soon as I saw him his jaw set in anger. I rushed into his arms, clinging to his shirt.

"Gemini, what's wrong? What did they do to you? I swear to god if they touched you". He let out a menacing growl; gripping hold of me tightly.

"They started asking whether we were running a cult, and then if you'd paid for me – as if I was some kind of prostitute and--"

"They did what?" Layton yelled, at the top of his voice. Everyone in the room, froze at the sound of his anger. He was like a volcano; ready to explode at any moment. Layton took a deep, calming, breath before pulling his phone out his pocket. He dialled a number, before placing it to his ear.

"Arlene, come to the police station. I want you to pick up Gemini and take her home, come as soon as possible". He promptly hung up the phone, before turning to me. He hugged me close to his chest, swaying slightly as I sniffed and tried to contain my sobs.

"Mr Vetteriano" a voice – that of Sergeant Harries – called out, as he came into the waiting room.

"How dare you suggest such things about my wife" Layton growled, hands tightening around me.

"I understand that you are unhappy about certain things, Mr Vetteriano, but I can assure--"

"We will discuss this once my wife has left" Layton growled – his voice thick and threatening. "Right now, I suggest you keep your mouth shut and get your Captain on the phone, because I have a lot of things to discuss with him".

Sergeant Harries didn't reply, and soon Arlene arrived. She drove me home, but we made little conversation as to we did so. "Thank you, Arlene" I smiled at the Pack Wolf, as the car rolled into the entrance of the territory. "I can walk from here".

"With all due respect, Alpha Female, you'll stay in the damn car. A killer is on the loose, and I'm not going to let your get yourself ripped apart like that poor girl. Sorry, Alpha Female, but it's not going to happen".

"Alright" I nodded, chuckling slightly. Arlene reminded me largely of my mother – they were both stubborn and opinionated but in a caring way. She drove me to my doorstep. "Thank you, Arlene. I mean that. You were nice to me when no one else was, and you're loyal to Layton. So, thank you".

The house was quiet, and our uneaten dinner was cold on the table. I looked at it, thinking about how simple everything seemed mere hours before. Layton and I were in a good place, and the Pack was safe. But, then, everything changed. A girl died, a Wolf trespassed and the police got involved.

I cleared away the plates, before I made myself some pasta. I left a large bowl for Layton, and put it in the fridge. I sat at the table alone, and thought over everything that had happened since the Choosing Ceremony.

I glanced at the wedding band on my finger, and smiled slightly. I never thought I'd be happy with Layton, with the Blood Alpha, but I was. I was happier than I ever thought. I understood him, and I understand why he did the things he did.

An hour or so after me, Layton returned home. As soon as I saw him, I rushed up to him. "What happened?" I demanded.

"It's sorted" was all he said. I gave him a desperate look, willing him to explain. "Leave it alone, Gemini. It is sorted" he warned. He gave me a hard look and I nodded.

"I thought you'd be hungry" I said, taking his hand and leading him back to the kitchen. He took a seat at the table, and I got the pasta out the fridge. "Do you want me to warm it?" I asked.

"No, I'll eat it as it is" he replied. I nodded and walked over to him. I placed the food in front of him, before I climbed onto his lap. He was surprised by my actions, but smiled at me as I got comfortable – leaning into him. One of his arms slipped around my waist to hold me to him, as the other picked up his fork to eat.

"This is good" Layton commented in between mouthfuls.

"Well, I'd thought you'd be hungry" I shrugged, as one of my hands absently minded played the threading on his shirt. "Layton, do you agree with the police officer? Do you think that you like bought me. Not in the way that you paid, but as in you shopped for me until you found the right mate?" I blurted out.

"No" Layton stated forcefully. "You're a prize. You're my reward for waiting to choose a mate. I didn't buy you, I won you".

Then, as if my mouth had a mind of its own, I blurted out some dangerous words. Words that I hadn't meant to say, but I meant. "Layton, I love you".