My Professor Is My Alpha Mate (Lila) novel Chapter 87

Lila’s POV

“Who are you?” Brody asked, walking in front of me toward the cell bars. “Why did you take us?”

“We took you because you were simply in the way. We took her… well… she knows why we took her,” the man said, narrowing his dark eyes in my direction.

This man had a dark energy; he had long sleek, black hair and broad muscles layered with tattoos. He looked like he could crush steal.

I had an uneasy feeling about him and he was exactly right; I knew why he took me.

“Because I’m a Volana…” I said slowly.

It wasn’t a question.

A sly smile spread across his narrow lips.

“You’re a hard one to catch. We’ve heard a lot about you, and I must say…we’ve been intrigued. The name is Cyrus… glad to finally meet you.”

“You’ll have to go through me before you lay a finger on her,” Brody hissed through his teeth.

This only made the man laugh as he shook his head.

“It’s funny you think you have a chance against us. Especially in here. We have it rigged; your wolf and abilities won’t work.”

“Where did you bring us?” I found myself asking.

He snapped a look at me.

“Somewhere you won’t be found,” he answered. “Just sit tight… we’ll come back for you a little later.”

He said as he took a step into the shadow region where we could no longer see him.

I ran passed Brody and grabbed onto the bars of the cell, shaking it violently.

“Come back here!” I growled. “Tell me what you are going to do with me. What do you want?!”

“Lila, relax. Just stop for a minute,” Brody said, lowering his tone as he grabbed onto my arms.

He pulled me away from the metal bars and back towards the far corner of the cell.

“I remembered something my grandmother had told me a few years ago. We were walking downtown, and we came across a gorgeous, yet run-down building. It looked like a church,” Brody began, lowering his tone even more. She said it was once a popular tourist attraction because of the ancient tales attached to the building. I think it was a church. But she said it’s where a lot of rogue wolves stake out now because nobody comes here. It’s been closed for many years.”

I wasn’t sure where he was going with that. He kept his hold on my arms to keep me still, despite me struggling to get him to release me.

I was angry.

I was angry that I wasn’t strong enough to fight those assholes. I was angry that I allowed myself to get captured. I was angry that I didn’t have my abilities or my wolf.

I wanted their heads on a stake.

“Look,” Brody said, keeping his hold on me and his eyes locked on mine. I finally managed to meet his eyes, trying to calm myself down. “Over on that wall on the outside of the wall. What does that look like to you?”

I looked beyond him at the wall he had gestured to with his head. I furrowed my brows together; without my wolf’s abates, it was difficult for me to see in the dark. But I almost got the outline of a cross hung on the wall.

At that point, I had relaxed my body and my eyes adjusted to the darkness.

I let out a soft breath and Brody finally released my arms once he saw the realization falling upon my face.

I stood there for a moment, staring at the cross; trying to process what I was seeing.

“We are in the old chapel…” I whispered, meeting Brody’s eyes. “We are in the dungeon of the old chapel. My father had taken me here a long time ago. I recognize this place… how could I not have realized this sooner?”

“Because of the high energy of everything going on,” Brody answered. “I didn’t realize it either. Though, I’ve never been inside this place. But I had a feeling we were still in Elysium somewhere.”