THE NIGHT BEFORE THE MATING CEREMONY
The trauma of the past two days had caught up with her and she was so exhausted that she had fallen into a deep sleep right after the Rogue Alpha had chained her to the wall and left her in her damp cell. A damp cell that for the past decade had terrorised her dreams with memories of the torture that she had suffered during her time in it.
However, she didn't know if everything she had suffered over the past decade had eventually driven her to the point of madness or if she had realised that tomorrow she was 18 and she was just grateful that one way or another her nightmare would be over, but as she opened her eyes looking around her cell she for the first time since she was taken there as a pup felt strangely calm and confident.
The dampness no longer seemed to chill her bones making her shudder, the silver chains although weakening her strength no longer held the sharp burning sting they once did as they burnt and scarred her delicate skin and for the first time ever as she looked around her prison she did not feel scared or hopeless. She felt strong and determined and that was exactly what the Rogue Alpha first noticed much to his horror as he came to greet her unlocking her cell.
She is 18 tomorrow and the torture of having to wait to enjoy his spoils was finally over. He sighed in relief as he practically skipped to her cell carrying a rose in his hand for her. His enthusiasm swiftly vanished however when he unlocked her cell door aroused at the prospect of seeing her cowering in fear and instead was hit with a wave of her scent.
She wasn't stinking of desperation and fear as he thought she would be, instead of her scent smelt of anger, determination, and confidence and as he looked at her he was almost blinded by her aura that was shining with power.
The Rogue Alpha took a step backwards automatically in fear before he remembered that she was held prisoner and weakened by silver chains. Reminded of her confines he shook off his fear and stalked toward her arrogantly despite a small part of his wolf still feeling intimidated by her. " Good morning, my pet."
Isabelle lifted her head at the sound of his cheery greeting and glared at him in hatred. " I am not your anything jackass " she sneered.
"Wow that is very un Luna like language love, you should work on that since you will my Luna by tomorrow night. " He tutted in amusement.
"I will not be your anything! " Isabelle replied calmly her voice authoritative and confident.
"Ah yes, you have his mark of possession on your pretty neck. Don't worry I have mastered a spell that when we start the mating ceremony tomorrow night I will cast and by the end of the ceremony his mark will be removed."
"Are you stupid! There will be no mating ceremony I will not go threw with it and for your information its not a mark of possession but a declaration of his love. He loves me and I love him and he will come for me." Isabelle replied as she stared into his now red eyes determinedly.
The Rogue Alpha burst into cruel hysteric laughter despite his eyes glowing red. " Oh, my love how naive you are. A werewolf marks his she-wolf to mark his possession so every werewolf knows she belongs to him he is no different and once his mark of possession is gone I will take great pleasure in adding my own on you so for all eternity everyone knows you belong to me! As for him coming I am counting on it my dear you see I was planning on casting two spells on you during our mating ceremony as a surprise but you see one of the ingredients was your virgin blood direct from your maidenhead.... now that is obviously no longer an option I had too with help find an alternative. Do you want to know what that alternative is? " He mocked and despite her best attempts not too Isabelle listened intently waiting on his answer.
"It's very poetic actually but turns out the replacement ingredient is the blood of the person who took your maidenhead instead.... so I get to see justice done by killing the person who stole what was mine as well as his death being the reason I can claim all of you, so I will have to thank him before he dies." The Rogue Alpha smirked as Isabelle sucked in a deep breath in fear for her mate. " You will also go threw with the ceremony after your lover's body lies lifeless and cold on your cell floor if you don't I will torture and then kill your trainer remember? This is the second time I have had to remind you why you should obey me and go through with the ceremony- words seem to have no effect on you so perhaps it is time for a demonstration mmm my love" He said in a chilling voice as he walked towards her cell door and slammed it shut with a bang before locking it.
Isabelle hung limply from her shackles in shock as her bravado slipped slightly replaced by fear for her mate.
What spells was he planning on casting? Could he really kill Jake? And what did he mean by a demonstration? Questions danced erratically through her mind as she searched for answers when suddenly a shrill scream followed by a cruel mocking voice soon answered one of her questions.
"Enjoy your demonstration, my love! " The Rogue Alpha shouted down the corridor before screams of agony soon followed his voice, screams belonging to her beloved trainer.
"YOU BASTARD!! " Isabelle shrieked as she fought against her shackles that burned and cut her wrists.
A few hours later the screaming had finally stopped and Isabelle fell limply against the wall quietly listening for signs the trainer was still alive. The chilling silence was soon interrupted by footsteps coming down the corridor towards her cell.
"YOU BASTARD! " Isabelle screeched as the Rogue Alpha stepped into the room rolling his eyes at her.
"Yes, I believe your sentiments towards me were made very clear over the past few hours as you screamed your insults trying to interrupt my fun." The Rogue Alpha said flatly as he picked up the coarse blanket from her bed and used it to mop some of the trainers' blood that covered him.
"FUN! YOU SICK FUCK! I WILL KILL YOU FOR THIS YOU SO...."
Isabelle's threats were cut short by the Rogue Alpha racing across the room with his Alpha speed as he grabbed her throat and squeezed making her gasp for breath. " I have had enough of your shrill shouting! You try my patience pet, I haven't yet killed that traitor but I will if you don't shut up and obey me!!!! Understand? "He asked as he let go of her throat.
Isabelle took in deep gasps of breaths before nodding stiffly.
"Good girl, now that was just a small demonstration of the pain he will suffer if you keep refusing me so this is what will happen next, are you listening? " He demanded and Isabelle not being able to speak nodded. " Good someone will bring you food and feed you you will eat it all then I will come to you this evening to prepare you for the mating ceremony you will co-operate fully and tomorrow you will agree to be my chosen mate and mate with me in front of the pack to seal our bond- I know it's not how it's usually done but considering your recent disrespect of running away I must show them I have mastered you fully. do you understand.”
Isabelle nodded and the Rogue Alpha smiled pleased by her submissiveness.
"Very well, dinner will be here at 6 pm until then...." He produced a key from his pocket and unlocked her chain attached to the wall dragging her toward the small bed in the corner. " Rest you will need it for tonight. If you will excuse me I just came for a brief visit to make sure you had learnt your lesson and now I know you have. I must go and finish preparing for our expected guests who will be here soon." The Rogue Alpha declared smugly as he attached Isabelle's chain threw a heavy pike sticking out of the floor and the bottom of Isabelle's bed.
As Isabelle curled up on her bed she cried when he left - not for herself but for her beloved trainer and her mate who was walking into a trap.
Jake and his warriors had arrived at the rough area of the Rogue's lair about an hour ago and thanks to Mable's expert tracking they had finally found his exact location and hid in strategic positions to observe the enemy.
After a short while, the warrior battalion leaders had observed an isolated Rogue warrior and movingly quickly Jake had kidnapped him and managed to extract valuable information from him before snapping his neck.
Thanks to their close observations and the information Jake mercilessly extracted they know had a detailed layout of the pack house, warrior barracks and prison Isabelle was being held. They also knew the exact number of Rogues in the pack and had learnt of the Rogue Alpha's plans for Isabelle.
"This is crazy, Jake. you can't do this! " Mable pleaded
"I agree with the old woman. "Hamish said stupidly earning a sharp slap from Mable making him wince no matter how serious the situation she would not abide being insulted.
"It's the only way! You heard the Rogue warrior, the Rogue Alpha is expecting us. He is more powerful than we thought and knows magic if we charge in to attack there maybe another massacre or if we do win the battle he may realising his defeated is looming kill Isabelle out of spite. The most logical course of action is if I try to sneak in tonight and free her myself stealthily and you wait on their royal highnesses and the royal army who according to Carl will be here in the morning and attack with them if I fail. " Jake said to the warriors within hearing distance of him and mind-linked those who weren't.
"But Jake if he knows you’re coming you will be walking into a trap, he could kill you! " Mable howled out of motherly love.
"I know Mable but it's the safest option for Isabelle and you know it, I will not risk her safety." Jake looked at her with eyes full of pleading for her to understand and eventually she nodded her agreement before grabbing him into a tight motherly hug.
"When do you leave Alpha? " One of his battalion leaders asked respectfully.
"I leave just before midnight. " Jake said in his Alpha tone indicating his decision was final before he walked into the woods to think leaving a sobbing Mable and his loyal warriors who were worried about their Alpha in the clearing watching him disappear into the woods.