Captive Of The Alpha
Chapter 23

Nebraska tried to focus on the silhouette of the plate of highly palatable chunks of meat and fruit with suspicion. If there was one thing she had learned in her years as an inmate, it was not to accept food unless she knew where it came from. It would not have been one, the times they had drugged her dinner to make her come into heat and force her to have children. As they say, third time was the charm and after the second time she had refused to eat.

Then came the painful injections that had left marks on her neck. When Rudoc wanted something, it was hard not to get it.

-We’ll have to cut it off,” Sara’s voice at her back brought her out of her thoughts.

-What?

-We’ll have to cut it, your hair is too tangled, there’s no way to comb it.

-Do what you want,” she said without taking it seriously. He had always worn it a bit long, not because they cut it, he was not going to get depressed, he had more important things on his mind.

He felt the girl leave the room and after a few minutes, return.

The scissors cut strand by strand, letting pieces of strands fall hopelessly to the floor. Nebraska’s head felt freer as the hair fell to shoulder length, a little ragged.

-I’ve cut off the worst part, the rest I can take care of after you finish your bath.

-She needed to relax and with that woman around she didn’t think it would be possible, even as helpful as she was.

Sara hesitated, but in the end she agreed.

-I’ll give you some time until the water starts to cool,” she looked down at the plate of food still untouched, “And I want that empty by the time I return.

Nebraska breathed when she was left alone. She wet her hair and pushed it back, laying her head on the edge of the tub. The hot water worked wonders. She stroked her wrists where the skin already covered where before the shackles had loosened it. His body had recovered faster than normal. She vaguely remembered a metallic taste with each awakening, the taste of b***d. Someone was giving her the precious liquid with which they had regained most of their strength.

She closed her eyes and lay there in absolute stillness.

Fingers ran down her cheek. Soft and warm, they moved to her collarbone and then her neck. They ran over the vein where the pulse was beating steadily and back up to her lips.

Nebraska slowly opened her eyes to meet the dark-haired silhouette.

Hades had entered a few minutes ago and stood admiring his new acquisition. Sound asleep with her face completely uncovered and her neck at his mercy.

He had given her so much b***d that her body was demanding it back. Her teeth itched to bite into that whitish skin and mark it. That was the reason he didn’t want any woman around when his rut was approaching. The urge to brand and bond was so strong that sometimes it was unbearable and he did not want to make the mistake of putting someone incapable in the position of ruler. But to his surprise, the image of the omega haunted him from the moment he had left the room and only twenty minutes later he had returned to replace her totally helpless.

The mists in her eyes fixed on him, and though he knew he couldn’t quite see it, her pupils seemed more defined in that violet whirlwind.

-Falling asleep while bathing is not a good idea,” he continued to caress her cheek and the edge of her lips. She didn’t move.

Nebraska stayed still except for her arm which she brought to her breasts and covered them as best she could. Being naked wasn’t a problem, being wolves they only wore clothes out of habit not necessity, but she thought it wise not to look so exposed. She straightened her head and kept track of him. Even with her half senses she could smell the rut of that wolf scratching and it made her shiver slightly. Her experiences had not been the best, concerning that subject.

Hades stopped touching her at her reaction and tried to lighten the situation.

-You haven’t eaten anything,” he said when he saw the plate of food untouched. She just turned her head away, ignoring him.

The alpha picked up a small blueberry and brought it to his lips, then swallowed it.

-There’s nothing in it, you can eat it.

Nebraska continued to pay no attention to him.

Hades sat on the edge of the tub and sighed. He brought his wrist to his mouth and bit it, dropping two drops of b***d into the water. He bent down and held it up to her face.

-Drink,” he ordered, “You haven’t recovered yet.

Then she knew. The b***d inside her belonged to that alpha. That light, sweet, alluring scent that called to the one inside her, but no, she wouldn’t give in. She knew it was for her own good, but to accept so freely would only bind her more and she already owed him too much, she wanted nothing more. Being so dependent didn’t suit her, even if it was to save her own life.

-You can be quite stubborn,” Hades turned his head slightly at the wolf’s hesitant indifference. It annoyed him. He was trying to be polite like any good alpha and she was indulging in ignoring him.

He sighed running his hand through his hair brushing the strands from his face uselessly. With the same hand he wrapped his hand around the one covering her breasts and pulled her into his lap, draping his arm over her thighs holding her in place.

Nebraska instinctively clung to him to keep from falling and could feel the warmth under the light shirt she wore ajar. Her whole body tensed and jerked as the change in temperature hit her.

-Let me go,” she whispered in the tone she was used to when she wanted someone to listen to her, neutral, cold, authoritative.

-Hold still,” she ordered calmly in response. Hades was stronger and being alpha had more effect on his omega nature. With a fingernail he traced a line down the side of her neck, letting the thick b***d flow.

He grabbed the nape of her neck and pulled her head there, bringing her lips into contact with the red liquid.

-I don’t want to force you, and you need it,” he warned.

Nebraska knew that fighting was futile. The strong arms around her could break her in a matter of seconds, and besides, she was practically at his mercy on his hard thighs. She could see every part of the male body moulding to hers, and she had to admit, it was extremely appetizing. The defined abdomen, the narrow waist, the broad, developed chest, every fibre of his muscles claiming power and submission.

Reluctantly he took the path that would allow him to end this torment. She opened her lips slightly and let the b***d rush to her taste buds. Her nails came out and dug into his shoulders. It was warm, delicious and she felt every cell in her body regenerate in its wake.

That was the power of an alpha’s b***d.