The Queen of the Prey

Chapter 5

"So let's talk."

Xander gave a cruel laugh.

"Talk? Really? Is that your plan? Are you going to hold me hostage, until I promise not to reject you? Give me a break? What are you going to do? Beg? Torture me?" Xander mocked. I flinched when he said torture. I opened my mouth, but nothing came out.

He thinks that I would hurt him...he thinks I am that heartless. I think bitterly to Rica, she remains quiet, watching and listening.

"I promise I won't hurt you..." I trailed off. He gave another short cold laugh.

"Yes, and why should I believe the word of a Blood Wolf." He spat at me. I looked down and showed him my burnt hands.

"If I was able to endure this just so I could have a chance to talk to you, surely you can spare some time to chat." It was a low blow, but I was speaking to his wolf. Because no matter what the human part of us thinks, the wolf will always go towards their mate...at least I hope. I look at Xander and saw he was conflicted.

"Why didn't you just wait until your hour then, if you wanted to talk?" He asked, and I look him in the eyes.

"Look at your watch," He glanced at it, " Because I didn't wait, now I get two hours with you." He looked disgusted

"Even if it is against my will?" He growled. I look back to our fathers.

"Look," I advised. We both looked at them. The men seemed to have figured out we never left the room. They were searching the room with their arms spread out searching for something invisible. It was my father who hit my wall first. He gave out a wicked screech before scrambling back falling to the floor. Pain washed over his face as he cupped his hands in an effort to soothe them. The Alpha rushed over to his side before trying to see what caused his pain. Carefully he stepped towards my barrier and outstretched his hand.

Stultus est sicut stultus facit Rica mumbled, and I couldn't help but give a small chuckle when the Alpha jerked his hand back as if he was electrocuted. That little prick was nothing compared to the real thing. Rica was right; foolish is as foolish does.

"What the hell did you do to them?!" Xander screamed at me.

"I gave them a taste of their own medicine," I mumbled softly

"What?"

"The Beta got a small taste of what it feels like being whipped with something soaked in silver and wolfsbane. While the alpha probably felt like he was being electrocuted." I clarified. Xander looked horrified as he stared at his father who was twitching from the effects. It was nothing compared to the hours he did it to me; My father looked at his hands as if they would fall off any minute. I couldn't help but wish they did. How many times did I want to pass out when he brought me to my prison?

"You crazy bitch!"Xander screamed at me before he charged at me. Before he had time to blink, I stood up and pushed him back into his chair.

"I promised I wouldn't hurt you...please do not make me break that promise" I carefully said. I sighed and sat back down.

"I know this is a lot to take in... I know that you think what I did to them is cruel."

"Because it is!" he interrupted. I looked at him a little hurt. Reflexively I rubbed my right shoulder, where the beginning of my scar started.

"I know," I breathe, barely audible and thankfully he didn't hear me.

"You can go..." I whispered the hurt was evident in my voice, but I didn't care.