Scarred Alphas by Norisha May novel Chapter 58

Chapter 58 

A part of me does not want Julie to die, I don’t want to be responsible for someone’s death who didn’t actually deserve it but the other part of me, the wolf part wants her gone even if that means 

death. I feel no remorse but I 

know that what I did was 

wrong. I don’t know how I am supposed to feel 

anymore. 

I lie here with Colt. He is 

behind me and has his arms 

around me but I woke up 

about thirty minutes ago 

unable to sleep thinking 

about everything that 

happened. I can see morning 

light already coming from 

the windows. 

What I did was instinct 

but…I can’t allow myself to 

use my power like that. Not while I am not thinking straight. I need to learn to 

control it. But I have tried 

over and over and it seems 

impossible. Why am I not 

able to learn? Even Warrick 

seems perplexed by this. 

“Are you okay?” Colt asks, 

whispering in my ear. 

“Mh, yes.” I turn my head 

and k*ss him before he can 

ask me again. I don’t feel like talking about this right now. 

“Mh…” he moans. 

His hands start rubbing my hips. I immediately can feel him. He has morning wood. 

I smile and he smiles back 

because he knows I notice. I 

start moving my hips and backing up on him. My butt rubbing him. 

Immediately he starts pulling my pants and 

underwear down and then 

he rubs himself in between 

my closed legs and core. 

“You are already wet.” He 

groans out. 

“That’s because I want you.” 

My b*dy feels extra sensitive right now. 

“Good.” He whispers in my ear and then his hands pull my hips back and he lowers himself just a bit. Then his 

member enters me. It feels 

like pure bliss. My insides burn for him to the point 

where not even a few 

minutes pass and I am about 

to come. 

“Don’t stop, Colt.” I moan. 

“I’m not stopping, baby.” 

I feel the pure pleasurable release that makes my eyes go up. When my pleasure subsides, Colt turns me over–doggy style–and 

starts thrusting until soon he slams into me as he grunts 

and moans. 

One hand on my back and another on my hip moving 

me back to meet him. 

In no way am I about to 

come since I just did but it still feels good. 

“Do you like this?” I ask him. 

“Yes!” He grunts. “F**k. It feels so good.” As he says this, he gives a few more abrupt thrusts and comes. 

“Mh…that was so good.” I mutter spreading my b*dy 

on the bed. 

Colt crashes on the bed next 

to me trying to catch his 

breath. 

He turns to me and at the 

same time, I turn to him. He 

smiles and then pulls me 

into a hug where we stay for 

a while talking. 

Not once does he bring up anything of what happened 

last night. We just enjoy each 

other. 

I realize that we are late for 

the meeting so we quickly take a shower and get ready. 

Then we have a quick breakfast downstairs. I was surprised to see that Oliver’s 

men were not there. As we walk to the war room, they aren’t anywhere. 

We get to the war room and 

see everyone there. Warrick, 

the generals, Alpha Oliver, 

and most of his men are 

here. 

“There you are.” Warrick 

says. “We already started 

without you, you are late.” 

“Sorry.” I say and 

immediately stand next to 

him. 

My eyes go to Alpha Oliver 

who surprisingly has a 

plastered smile on his face. It is a bit creepy because it 

seems fake. 

“Now where were we?” 

“If I may…” Alpha Oliver interrupts. “Now that we are all here I have something very important to say.” 

We all turn to him. He has 

his hands behind his back 

still smiling. 

“I hate to be taken for a fool. 

And I hate being thought of as not good enough even 

more. You’ve… 

underestimated me, Alpha 

Warrick, and that I can’t 

forgive.” He takes out what seems to be a black gas mask and puts it on. All of his 

men–that now I notice 

surround us–do the same. 

“What are you up to!?” 

Warrick shouts and with 

speed, he rushes Oliver but suddenly Oliver has his 

hands on a knife and it is 

plunged deep inside 

Warrick’s chest. 

Before anyone else can 

move, Oliver’s men throw 

what seem to be gas 

grenades on the floor. 

Immediately my throat feels 

like it burns. 

I watch Warrick fall to the 

ground motionless. 

No! Dad! 

“Cass! Go! Leave!” Colt says clutching at his throat. 

Everyone who does not wear 

a mask falls to the floor. I am 

unable to make a sound 

other than gasp for air. My 

eyes start to sting and they 

water. 

“This could have been so 

much more different if you 

would have seen the value in 

our partnership.” Oliver’s 

voice is muffled but we hear 

him just fine. He walks in my direction as he says this. 

 “Bind, blindfold her, and 

take her. She is too valuable 

to just kill. Now let’s 

go 

before the whole pack is 

alerted.” 

“No…NO!” Colt shouts as 

men try to prie me from him. I try to hold on to him but it is impossible. I feel so 

weak. I am blindfolded 

before I am pulled away. 

“No! I scream but it is a 

rough shout, my insides hurt 

and it is hard to breathe. 

The last thing I feel is 

someone hitting me before everything goes black. 

My eyes open to see 

darkness but I can hear 

people around me. 

“I think she is awake.” 

By the way I involuntary 

move, I can feel that we are 

in a vehicle. 

“Good.” I hear Oliver’s voice. 

I sit up with a jolt. “You son 

of a bitch!” I scream and 

throw myself forward but 

only end up hitting 

something. I am pulled back 

and sat down. 

“Don’t hurt yourself. You’ll 

cost less.” Oliver says. 

“Cost?” 

He doesn’t say anything. 

“Why? Why did you do this? Was this your plan all along?” 

“No. It was something I came 

up with in the middle of the night right after your father 

told me that the deal with 

him was over. He didn’t 

know that Alpha Ezra had 

sent a proposition to me a while ago.” 

“You are working for him? Is that where you are taking 

me?” 

“Well I wasn’t going to take 

his proposal but now I think 

I will…and then I’ll kill him 

too. But no, I am not taking you to him. The man would 

kill you and that is just a 

waste. Someone else would 

pay great money for you.” 

“What? Who?” 

“Honestly, I would have kept you for myself but you are far too dangerous and I can’t 

just make you want me. I can’t control you.” He sighs. “Go to sleep now. It will take us a few hours to get there.” 

“Wait! What happened to 

everyone? Did you hurt 

them?” 

“They just took a little nap.” 

“But…you killed my father.” 

“That I did. I plunged a silver 

poisoned knife into his 

chest, now shush.” 

Before I can argue, I feel a prick on my n*ck and then I 

am unconscious again. 

I wake up to a bumpy ride but soon the car stops. I am 

taken out and all I can see is 

a bit of the grovel. They drag 

me and soon the ground is a muddy mess. 

“Where are we?!” 

I start to hear the scattered 

voices of people and all manner of noises. I hear the clinging of swords and money. People laughing and having conversations. I can see people’s feet as we walk. 

It almost feels like a market 

or something like that. 

After a few minutes, I finally 

see old dirty wood planks 

instead of dirt and then hear 

a man’s voice. “Welcome. 

Didn’t think I’d see you again 

if I am honest.” 

The man has a strong accent. 

It sounds like a Chinese 

accent if I am not mistaken. 

“Alpha Zao. I found your 

place very interesting last 

time I was here.” 

Zao? Where have I heard 

that before? I think it was 

Oliver himself who 

mentioned this name. 

“This is her.” Oliver pulls me 

close to him and then takes 

my blindfold off. 

A bald Asian man stands in 

front of me in a green 

Chinese robe. He is not old, 

maybe in his thirties but has 

scars everywhere. 

“A yes…when you told us you were coming and had this 

little special present for us, 

we had something special 

made for her.” 

“Hardly a present. I expect payment.” 

“In full. The man says and 

throws a bag on the table in 

front of us.” 

“You are selling me!” I look at Oliver but he quickly averts his eyes from me. Not 

because he feels guilty but it 

seems that he is afraid. 

“Need money for rogue mercenaries now that I did 

what I did.” He looks at Zao. “She can’t control her power but it is still dangerous, best to keep her blindfolded.” Oliver says. 

“I told you. I have something specially made for her.” The bald man paces around me 

and Oliver as if he was 

examining me. “I have heard of this gift. It is old and comes from royal blood. You will make an exquisite 

addition to my collection.” 

I laugh like a maniac cause 

he really did make me laugh. “You are getting ripped off 

here. I will be much more 

trouble than I am worth. 

Trust me…you can’t tame 

me.” 

Zao chuckles. “Tame you? 

No, I am known for 

breaking, not taming.” 

Two men suddenly take me from Oliver. They are swift and even though I thrash around and do everything that I can to get myself out of my restraints, the two men 

hold me down on the table. 

Two other men come and 

hold my legs down. 

“LET ME GO!” I scream shaking my head from side 

to side. Another man comes from the top and holds my head in place. “LET ME 

GOOO!” I scream as the man 

makes the mistake of looking 

into my eyes. He 

immediately moves back and releases my head but that does nothing since four other men are holding me. 

My dumb ass should have 

commanded to kill the men 

holding me but I was not thinking. 

“Hold her head but don’t look into her eyes, you idiot.” 

Oliver mutters. He leans on a 

wooden beam and watches. 

The man shakes his head 

and holds my head again 

Zao walks from the end of 

the room and ceremoniously holds up an iron half–mask. Like the ones they use on 

mascarades. It is a sliver in color and beautifully 

detailed and embroidered. 

But it is thick. It is half an 

inch of metal thickness but it 

is much more thicker 

around the eye area. 

“Made just for you.” Zao says admiring the mask. “I had 

my men rake their heads on 

what would work for 

someone with your power. Something that would not allow you to use your power on others but would still 

allow you to see. This is what they came up with. It is thick enough that when people look into your eyes, all they 

will see is darkness. You 

won’t be able to use your 

power on them but it will 

allow you to see.” 

As if I would keep that on. 

Zao brings the mask close 

and puts it on me. “Perfect. 

Fits like a glove. The thing is actually heavy. 

I thrash a bit and it falls off. 

Dumb ass. 

Zao smiles as if it didn’t faze 

him. “Bring the bolts.” 

…the…bolts? 

“Bolts? What do you mean 

bolts?” I ask. 

He doesn’t answer. One of 

his men walks up to me with 

four metal thick bolts. 

Another man walks close 

with an electric screwdriver. 

“What are you doing?! What are you doing!?!” I scream as Zao puts the mask back on. 

“Well, shit…this is not what I was expecting.” Oliver 

mutters. 

Zao holds the mask over me 

with a smile. “Relax, this will only hurt a lot.”