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from Belonging to the Alpha by Mel Hankins

Copyright © 2020 Mel Hankins

Chapter 18

Leah’s P.O.V

My head felt heavy, and the room felt like it was spinning. Groggily I opened my eyes and looked blurrily around the room. I noticed that I was in some sort basement and the musty smell of old straw and hay that covered the floor filled my nostrils. The sound of snoring alerted me to the fact that someone else was in the room with me and my mind vaguely remembered the events from earlier.

Of course, it was Tom that had bought me here! How I got here was anyone’s guess.

I looked over to see a figure slumped across some hay bales on the other side of the room. His trousers were undone slightly and showing off a slither of dark hair. I shuddered in disgust, knowing the reason for his trousers being undone like that.

Tom was sleeping quite soundly, so I thought that it would be the perfect chance to try and escape. As I stood up, the clang of metal rang out behind me, and I felt the white-hot burning bite of silver around my wrists. I cried out and collapsed in pain. I looked behind me and saw the silver chains binding me to the wall. Every movement I made sent more spikes of white-hot agony through my body and the silver was leaving red marks on my skin from where they were digging in. The noise of the chains must have woken Tom up as I heard a muffled grunt, and as I looked over, he was beginning to sit up.

“Finally awake, I see,” he muttered, rubbing his eyes, and staring at me.

“Still being a dick, I see,” I replied sarcastically.

The silver may have affected my energy and made me feel weak, but it didn’t curb my tongue.

“Still a feisty one then? Would have thought after last time, your attitude would have calmed down. Thought you would have known your place by now,” Tom replied, still sitting on his haybale, eying me up hungrily.

“My place!” I exclaimed angrily. “I think you will find Mister that I’m higher than you, so you are a fine one to talk about places!”

Tom chuckled loudly. “You know, if I didn’t hate Xavier quite so much and wanted to get my revenge on him, I think I’d quite like you.”

“Well, the feeling isn’t mutual. I don’t know what my wolf ever saw in you. Because of you, I still haven’t got her back!” I shot back along with a deathly glare.

“Shame. Such a shame. A wolfless chick. Won’t be needing the silver chains, then will you? But I think I’ll leave them on you. Sil...











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