The Silent Alpha novel Chapter 6

***Jane***

 "You're going to regret this!" She snarls as I make my escape out of the room, looking back to see if Luna Sara was following me.

"You hear me? You're going to pay!"

The Alpha in me growls at her as I bolt down the hall, wanting to challenge her threats but I knew better than to let my wolf get carried away and I block him out instead.I head straight to the kitchen where I find Agnes slaving away making lunch for the Pack house members.

Every fiber in my body screams at me to get out of the house and get as far away as possible from Luna Sara, but I could not leave Agnes on her own.

With no time to explain, I just grab Agnes by the wrist and drag her towards the back door.She slaps away at my hand to get my attention but I keep my eyes forward as I pull her out of the house.

Frustrated with me, she gives a hard yank and pulls her hand out of my grip.

Stomping her feet on the floor, she demands an explanation for why I've dragged her out.

"I did something bad," I sign.

"We have to go now!"

"Go where?"

She signs back, her eyes filling with concern.

"There he is!" a voice calls out and I turn to see a group of guards heading our way.

"GET HIM!"

"Zane, what did you do?"

Agnes asks as I grab her wrist again and I run as fast as I can, the sound of the guards getting closer, but poor Agnes struggles to keep up and trips over her feet. She collapses onto the ground, scraping her knees on a pile of debris.

We become surrounded as I bend over to help her up, any means of escape now blocked by 20 or so guards.

Two of them step forward and yank Agnes out of my arms, shoving her to the side so that she falls again, collapsing on the ground with a groan.

A guard grabs me from behind and pins my arms against my back, another gripping me by the neck and kicking my knees until they cave in.

Agnes attempts to get on her feet but a guard kicks her in the stomach, knocking the wind right of her lungs.

A low growl escapes my lips as she wheezes, several tears rolling down her cheek.

"Shut the f**k up!" A guard snarls, punching me in the jaw.

Blood fills my mouth as several of the guards take turns beating on me, my wolf growling and snarling to be released and defend himself.

Agnes opens her mouth in silent screams and wails, grabbing at the guards or slapping at their arms but they simply push her away.

I shake my head at her to stop, but she only cries harder at being unable to help me.I try to fight back but without activating my wolf or my gift, I am easily subdued.

My left eye is almost swollen shut and I can no longer feel my face by the time the guards have mercy and stop their assault.

Silver handcuffs are slapped onto my wrists and I am yanked up on my feet by my hair.

Luna Sara just behind him.Her makeup is ruined as she sobs uncontrollably and her dress is torn at the bust and thighs.

"Is he the one?" Caine snarls, his cold blue eyes never once leaving me.

"Yes!" the Luna wails.

"H-he’s the one. He tried to rape me!"

l open my mouth to protest but as always, my words get lodged in my throat and all that escapes from my lips is a small groan.

Agnes, on the other hand, squeezes through the ring of guards and kneels before Caine, groaning in my defense.

Caine is a man of little patience and without a second thought, he slaps Agnes across the face, nearly knocking her out.

"Someone get this moaning b***h out of here!" he orders, several guards grabbing Agnes and dragging her back to the pack house as she silently cries.

His full attention on me, Caine grips me by the chin and forces me to look him in the eyes.

"Take this piece of s**t to the dungeons,"

He commands, the smirk on his lips sending a chill down my spine.

"I'll show him what happens when you attempt to rape your Luna."

I glance at Luna Sara who gives me a sly grin before she bursts into tears once more as I am dragged away to the one place I fear most maze of never ending tunnels and traps surrounding the dark cell blocks.

Only members of the Alpha family, myself included, knew the dungeons by heart as it was designed to trap even the most astute of prisoners.

Caine leads us down the main corridor and we travel for what seems like miles in complete darkness before we see the light of the torches lining the dungeon walls in the distance.

Moans and groans from the few prisoners in the cells reflect off the walls, a sense of dread washing over me.

The stench of death and blood hits my nostrils like a truck and I hold back a gag as I'm dragged to the center of what appears to be a torture chamber.

Silver chains, whips, pliers, crowbars, and other instruments hang from the walls, my heart sinking to the pit of my stomach as I realize what I was about to endure.

My hands are uncuffed momentarily, the guards hooking me up by my wrists to a chain dangling from the center of the ceiling.

The chain is pulled high over my head, my arms aching as I'm raised high enough so that my feet barely touch the ground.

The sound of a chain whip with tiny razors dragging across the cold cement floor makes the hair on the back of my neck stand to attention.

Please Moon Goddess, I beg her.

Please let them kill me quickly...I flinch as a guard tears off my shirt, my bruised chest and back on full display for Caine and his whip.

The guard then turns me around so that I come face to face with Luna Sara.

positioning himself for my punishment.

"But first, I think I'm going to enjoy this."

Aloud crack echoes off the walls as the whip makes contact with my flesh, a burning sensation rippling through my body as I grit my teeth and hold back a scream.

My fists clench as I process the pain but soon another lick makes me gasp for air, my body thrusting forward from the force of the blow.

The whip continues ripping through my back, tiny rivers of blood pouring out of me as I bite down on my tongue.

Tears roll down Luna Sara's cheeks as she looks upon my bloodied body but I see the pleasure in her eyes as blow after blow tears into my aching flesh.

My knees begin to tremble as 15 licks slice across my back, but I refuse to let myself scream for her enjoyment.

I feel Caine’s frustration with every blow and he growls in distaste.

"You think you're so tough?"

Caine snarls, throwing the whip off the side and forcing me to face him.

I don't say a word, focusing instead on every labored breath I inhale to keep from passing out.I couldn't speak even if I wanted to, my throat burning from all my muffled screams.

"I'm going to make you talk, mutt,"

Caine snarls, pinching my chin and digging his fingernails into my skin.

"And I'll have you begging me for death."