The Alpha and the Vigilante✔️

Chapter 22

My wolf almost regained total control for the first time in years as Cain's wolf called out to her. Suddenly, Alpha Cain pulled away and threw himself against the back wall of the cell, leaving me on the ground gasping for air, shoving my wolf down.

"Don't excite my wolf for your amusement, Ares." He warned angrily as my eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "If your wolf surfaces, he will take control and complete the mating." My eyes widened in realization. If my wolf had control, she wouldn't hesitate to let him do anything he wanted, and we both knew it.

"Eat your food. I'll be back tomorrow to check on you. Unless if you're ready to submit and come home with me now?" He asked, already knowing my answer.

I flipped him off and spat at his feet as I sat up. He shrugged, unbothered, and crossed the room, exiting through the door, locking it behind him.

I ate a couple bites of the food he brought, then shoved it through the slot.

I sat in the corner of the cell, resting my head in between my knees. I felt genuinely fearful of how close my wolf was to gaining control, and vowed to never let Alpha Cain have that power over me ever again. What was the mate bond doing to me?

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The next day began as all of the others. One of Alpha Cain's mutts injected me with wolfsbane, I pretended it hurt, he looked at me sympathetically before leaving, I snarled at him threateningly, he left in fear, blah blah blah.

I was about to lay back down in the corner for a nap, eyeing the fur pelt in the opposite corner. I was tempted to use it as a blanket, it was extremely soft after all, but I didn't want the Alpha to take it as a sign of weakness or acceptance.

I wrapped my cloak tighter around me, thankful for the little warmth it brought. The prison was colder than usual today, and I had a feeling it had to do with Alpha Cain's desperation to break my resolve.

I was nearly asleep when I heard the cell door creaking open. I sighed heavily, not wanting to deal with Alpha Idiot so early in the morning.

"Let me go, cocksuckers!" an angry voice spat out. I smiled at the colorful language and looked up to see who it belonged to.

A girl who looked about my age, maybe a few years older, with fiery red hair and wild green eyes was thrown into the cell by the same guards that demanded I eat the first night I was imprisoned.

"Shut up, traitor. You're lucky you're a girl so the Alpha didn't rip your head of right where you stood." One of them snarled at her aggressively like he might do what Alpha Cain restrained himself from doing.

She scowled at them as they closed the door and locked it behind them. She turned towards me with interest, curiosity lighting up her green eyes as she roamed her eyes over me.

"What'd you do, kill a whole pack?" she asked straightforwardly, folding her arms over her chest and tilting her head in question as she made direct eye contact with me.

I raised an eyebrow, but made no effort to respond. "I'm just asking because you're chained up with silver chains. They only do that with really dangerous wolves, but you look kind of small."

She herself wasn't chained up, and she sat down on the other side of the cell, directly across from me.

"I will say though," she continued, not taking the hint. "That's a pretty gnarly scar on your eye. It's kind of weird that the whole eye is white though. Where'd your pupil go?" She asked straightforwardly, and I laughed at her boldness. If she didn't have another ulterior motive, I would have liked the girl under different circumstances.

I flicked the hood of my cloak off, and lowered my mask.

"Wow, you're actually really pretty. Even though it looks like you were mauled by a bear." I laughed again at her brazenness, and she introduced herself. "I'm Gwen. I'm in here because they think I'm a traitor, even though I swear I didn't do what they think I did." She plead her innocence.

Ares. I'm in here because I did what they think I did. I spoke into her mind, since she hadn't been officially kicked out of the pack yet, I was still able to mindlink her.

"Cat got your tongue?" She teased, her eyes aglow with interest at being mindlinked instead of spoken to.

More like wolf. I responded bemusedly, and opened my mouth where my tongue was missing.

She gasped in horror. "Jesus! You really were mailed by something."

I shrugged, Nothing I didn't deserve.

Gwen looked at me in sympathetically, and looked momentarily guilty. "I don't believe that. You seem like you have the potential to be nice. I will say though, the scars make you look quite mean upon first glance."

I flashed my canines wickedly, good.

"Anyhoo, we should probably start to plan our escape. The Alpha will kill us once we're here too long. He doesn't like traitors." She shivered.

I'm not escaping yet. I told her, and she glared at me in disbelief.

"C'mon, Ares. You can trust me. Us prisoners got to stick together!" She plead, her eyes begging me to believe her.

Okay, I acquiesced, do you want to know how I'm going to escape?

She nodded excitedly, clapping her hands.

I'm going to wait for them to open my cell door, and as soon as they do, I'm going to rip the heads off all of the guards. After that, I'm going to find their mates and pups, and behead them as well. The more I can kill before I get killed, the better.