Taken by the Alpha’s Son

As soon as the door is closed, Justin clicks a lock. “Alone at last. You know last night, I thought of you, right here, like this. Only for a little while. Then you were on the bed, under me. Do you care to live out my fantasy?”

“Go to hell.”

“Don’t you want to know what I want?”

I can feel his body heat behind me. He is just short of touching me. “What I gather you want is to take your father’s pack back from your uncle. You thought you had a better chance before he got his mate pregnant. Now that you are pushed out as second, you have to bring up your timeline.”

“Close. I knew he would get that bitch pregnant. I have been building my army. Only I am missing one thing. I need a Luna. My own heir. Do you care to take a guess on who I have chosen?”

“Do I look like I give a shit?”

His hands grip on my hips. “You should. I picked you. Last night. The way you acted at that table was the most regal I have ever seen a woman act in my life. You commanded that table. You had Ethan wrapped around your finger. That is what I need in a Luna. A woman who will command any room that she walks into. A woman who will not allow anyone to control her. You will be my woman.” He pushes himself forward, I can feel his erection behind me. “I am just lucky that my men found that damn cabin before he marked you. I figured you would run and they would bring you back. I figured he would fight and get free. But the asshole didn’t even fight for you. What the hell kind of a man doesn’t fight for his queen?”

“One who listens to his queen and lets her go. Because she isn’t a weak bitch that can be broken.”

“Well, still, he should have put up some sort of fight. Unless you two have a plan. Is that it? You have some rescue plan. Do you have a tracker on you?” I remain silent. I know if I say no then he will think I am lying and if I say yes then he is going to look for it. “Hum, that is interesting. You probably do have a plan. But will he find you in time? Will his father even help? You are just a pack wolf. No one special. He didn’t even step in when that son of a bitch held you captive.”

“What do you want Justin?”

He puts his lips next to my ear. “I told you, you to be my Luna. I won’t force you though. But at some point you are going to be on that bed, naked.”

“I will never be your Luna.”

His hands move off my hips. “We will see. Actually I would have been disappointed if you just agreed. So, here is how this will go. You will have water, when and only when I say. No bathroom breaks. You will stand there until I say. You will have no food. Depending on how long this takes, we shall see if we need to add physical pain.”

“Connor isn’t going to let you take me as your mate.”

He laughs. “Connor is a weak little shit. I can get a new second to follow directions if I have to. Already he handed you over to me. What the hell did he think I was going to do?”

I figure I have a while on my bowels at least. I went after I got up and I haven’t eaten or drank anything this morning. I lean my body towards the pillar, taking as much tension off my legs as possible. “Well, that is a poor way to run a pack.” I point out. I am not scared of Justin. He can do what he wants, but I will not break.

“Oh, before I forget, We need to brand you.”

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“A mark. One that you will always bear. One that will mark you as mine. I am thinking a perfect J on your back will be good.” Then I feel my shirt and sweater being cut right up the back, now my bare back is exposed to him. All that he can see is my bra strap in the back. “Your skin is beautiful. It is a shame I will have to mark it. But I can’t have you forgetting who you belong to, now can we?”

I feel the burn starting at my right shoulder blade. It continues down my back and I feel it curve back up after reaching just above my waist. At first I tried to keep the pain to myself, but as the burning continued and got more intense, I started screaming. I could even hear Connor banging on the door. He knew I was being hurt. Good, his dumb ass needs to feel bad for this. He delivered me here.

“Now, that is going to burn for a little. Silver is not very agreeable with our skin. I just sliced open your back in the shape of a J with a hunter’s knife. You are probably going to pass out from the pain soon. Don’t worry, I won’t think you are weak. It is a reasonable response. I will be here when you wake up.” He pats my left shoulder and I want to scream even more. Especially when his lips make contact with my neck. But as the pain starts to ebb away I do drift off to sleep. At least I don’t have to think about it in my sleep.