Chained By The Alpha Jessica Hall

"Fuck this. If you are just going to hand him control of the city, then I am done here," my father snarls abruptly, making me jump

"Sit down, Joseph, my men on your borders are the only thing keeping the rogues off your land

So sit the fuck down and shut up!" Alpha Zayn growls, and his fist comes down on the table with a loud thud: the wood creaks and groans, a crack slivering right up the middle of it makes my eyes widen

My father laughs and shakes his head. "T have no alliance with your pack!"

"Regardless, if you bothered to go out to your borders for once, you would see my patrols

Every pack here is under my pack's protection, and I will revoke it if you don't sit down!"

"Samuel's men help patrol my pack borders, not yours," my father snaps, gripping my arm and yanking me to my feet

I curse, hitting my knee on the table. Great, why am I involved? Flinching, I'm nearly tossed to the ground, at the force of which my father grabs me and pulls me up beside him. My chair tips over, and I stumble over the top of it. A menacing snarl leaves Alpha Zayn's lips

"Samuel, would you enlighten this old fool," Alpha Zayn growls murderously, and my father stops, his grip on my arm becoming crushing

Now I wish I paid attention. My father never puts his hands on me, but something has really got under his skin for him to grab me like this

Alpha Samuel shrinks in his seat as my father's gaze turns to him

"What he says is true. I haven't had the numbers after the last attack, so asked Alpha Zayn to patrol the pack's borders," he explains, looking somewhat embarrassed

Alpha Samuel's pack is the second largest and usually runs the city's protection and the border patrols. That is what my father pays him for: his protection

"Excuse me? I pay you every fucking month," my father spits at him, but it is Alpha Zayn that answers

"Now, you pay me. So sit down and unhand your-" he pauses, looking me over, having lost his train of thought

"My daughter, Cleo," my father answers. The Alpha nods once, his eyes on my father's hand that is still locked onto me in a death grip. What is going on here?

"T know who she is."

My father growls, and I cry out as his grip crushes my arm. The other Alphas stare in shock. Alpha Zayn's eyes blaze, a snarl on his lips

"Dad," I plead. "Let go! What's going on? What are they talking about?" I say, feeling like there's something big I'm missing out on

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"Let her go," he commands, voice holding a deadly lilt. "You're hurting her."

My father blinks, glancing down at the bruises and scratches already forming on my skin where

his claws had slipped out and scratched me

Horror floods his face, and his hand falls away

My cheeks burn a brilliant shade of scarlet. I am frightened and embarrassed as my father released his vice-like grip on my arm, the intensity of it leaving behind the clear outlines of his fingers

"Cleo? Crap, I'm sorry, sweetie," he apologizes, the tone of his voice changing abruptly from venomous to remorseful. I can't help but feel like some sort of prize or trophy, one that he nearly damaged with his careless actions and temper

"I'm fine. Just leave me," I whisper, trying to hide my humiliation from him and the others in the room

Swatting his hand away, I sheepishly try to hide

the bruises on my arms. The weight of their gazes bear down on me, making me acutely aware of how much attention has been placed on me at that moment, but I refuse to look at any of them. Instead, I focus on keeping my thoughts and emotions in check, remembering the countless lessons I have taken about controlling my reactions

"Now sit down. We must finish; I haven't got time for another meeting later," Alpha Zayn snaps, my father's head whips in his direction, and he growls, not liking being spoken down to by someone younger than him

"You are all fools, giving this lunatic control of the city and our packs," my father snarls at Alpha Samuel, then turns to glare at Alpha Zayn. "Shove your protection up your ass. I will not bow to the likes of you!" he growls, glaring at the young Alpha before tugging me from the

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room

"Dad!" [ hiss, still majorly confused about what's going on. He growls daringly at me, but even I know the importance of having those patrols

"We need his help," I grit out, but he isn't hearing it. Instead, he rips me away from the meeting room and toward the stairs leading to the restaurant

"Dad!" I snap when we reach the bottom and are out of earshot

"No, Cleo, I am not leaving my pack in the hands of that monster," he growls, stopping so abruptly that I slam right into his back. He grips my shoulders and looks at me with a sigh, and drops his head

"Look, one day you will understand, but for "

Sirens suddenly go off, ringing from everywhere. My dad straightens up, his eyes darting around as the sirens grow louder, signaling the city is under attack. My eyes widen, and I glance around as people panic and screams ring out from outside. My father shoves me behind him

"Cleo, go, find somewhere to hide!" my father screams before shifting into his huge gray wolf

My heart beats like a drum in my chest, panic, and fear filling me, and I take off only to be knocked down by the stampede of panicked humans. I crawl to a nearby table, ducking under the tablecloth, when the windows all around suddenly shatter. Gunshots ring out deafeningly, and the roars and growls only get closer and louder

"Cleo, run!" my father screams through the mindlink when a giant malt-colored wolf

upturns the table. I scream, scrambling back on my hands and knees, only for my father's wolf to attack the wolf. Turning, I try to get to my feet when teeth rip into my arm, sending jarring pain through me