The Rogue Alpha and the Werewolf King (by Hailey Kristine) novel Chapter 132

Chapter13

Ziana’s POV

I groan, stirring awake as the past events rush me.

“Son of a b*tch.” I mumble as I look around the large room. The sun is rising, lighting the room. It’s cream colored, with floral accents. I grimace. The room looks like a grandmother’s guéstroom. It has what feels like a king sized bed, a dresser, vanity, reading nook with a two seater vintage chair. Two night stands with floral, glass lamps.

Getting up I look down and sigh in slight relief that nobody changed my clothes. I am still in the deep purple dress from yesterday, or what I hope is yesterday and not a couple days. I open one of the four doors in the bedroom and see it is a walk in closet. Turning to the other door, I see the same, except this one holds my bookbag that I was running with and a duffle bag.

“How many closets does a person need?” I grumble as I try the next door and find it is a bathroom. It has baby blue tile half way up the walls, with the shower matching. Okay. This might be somebody’s style, but it definitely is not mine.

I look in the mirror and see that my red lipstick is smeared over my face and wet a washcloth to try to get it

off.

I grimace at the light red staining around my lips. I look like a clown.

Sighing, I go back into the room and grab my duffle bag that my mother must have packed for me.

I begin to rummage through it finding clothes, a picture book that she gifted to me on my 18th birthday, and a letter from her. No phone or weapons, nothing but those three things. Looks like she knows me too well. She knows I would have called Addie to zip and zap me out of here.

I check my bookbag next and sigh in relief as I see everything I packed is still in there. Including my weapons.

I grab a pair of black leggings, and a long black/shirt with holes for my thumbs. Not wasting any time to change into them. I look out of the window and see that I am on the fifth floor of a brick house. Three floors beneath me is a balcony, that I am fairly certain I can reach if I can tie some sheets together. Rope would be better, but I don’t want to waste what is in my bookbag when I have other resources.

Quickly moving, I begin to cut up the sheet and it doesn’t take me long to have a sheet long enough for me to get to the balcony safely.

I grab my bookbag and throw it over my shoulder. Tying the sheet to the bed frame and throwing it back out the window, I curse as I realize I didn’t account for the extra distance fromt the bed frame to the window. I heft myself through the window, holding onto the sheet when I hear a knock at the door. I curse and begin making my way down the sheet, landing on the balcony.

My eyes widen as I realize the balcony is to an office that Alpha Killian and another man is currently in. Alpha Killian’s back is to the door, but the other man sees me. His eyes widened in surprise. He is tall and has long dark blonde hair. His features bring back a memory and I push it away.

Quickly, I jump off of the balcony and begin running. I didn’t make a plan in my haste to leave, but I also didn’t plan on the beta seeing me either. I recognized his features and made the connection. He’s Zane, Killian’s

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Chapter13

Beta.

I hear a roar and footsteps behind me. I don’t even make it to the forest line before I am tackled to the

ground.

“Hello mate.” I hear whispered in my ear. What confused me is that it’s not Killian’s voice. This voice is more velvety, while Killian’s is rough. I struggle to throw him off, and glance over to see fancy boots next to my face. I follow them up to see Alpha Killian standing there, arms crossed, glowering down at me.

The body on top of me shifts off and I am hefted to my feet by Killian, a zing shooting its way through me. I call upon my gift, but before I can use it I feel a cuff clink on my wrist.

“I was hoping I wouldn’t have to do this.” He says as he cuffs the other wrist. The cuffs burn through my long sleeves and make contact with my skin. I grimace at the sizzle and glare at him. His pink eyes hold concern, but that is quickly replaced with determination.

“Killian.” I hear from behind me and turn towards the velvety voice. I meet his golden eyes and they flick black, quickly turning back. Killian doesn’t acknowledge it, only throws me over his shoulder and walks back to the packhouse. People gape openly at this show and I grumble.

“Put me down you imbecile.” I order, struggling in his grasp. He just tightens his hold on my thighs, sending a few tingles, I am ashamed to admit, to my core. I thank goddess that my thoughts don’t go any further. I couldn’t handle if this man could scent my arousal.

I am taken back to the grandma room and see people quickly leave, some giving me looks of pity. I don’t question it, because I soon figured it out. I am placed roughly down on the chair and hear the jingling of chains as new silver cuffs are placed on my wrists.

The other ones are taken off, giving me room to move my arms around. My eyes follow the chain as I realize ! am chained to the wall.

“What the f*ck?!” I shriek in horror as I look into Alpha Killian’s dark pink eyes.

“This is the second time you have tried to run away. I won’t let you leave me. You’re my mate.” He states, as if THAT is a perfect explanation for chaining me.

“You are sorely mistaken if you think I would want to mate you after this.” I say, punctuating the statement with rattling the chains.

“I won’t let you leave me.” He says and turns, walking out of the room while slamming the door behind him. I Jook to the other man, Beta Zane, still standing in the room. His golden eyes are sad as he leans down to my

level.

“I will speak with him.” He says, cupping my face, sending a zing through me. I flinch and glare at him.

“What the hell are you doing?” I spit and I see hurt cross his face.

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