The Alpha’s Arranged Bride

Lavender’s POV

A low groan escaped my lips as I frowned, feeling a burning sensation all over my body. My head felt like an axe had split it open, and it remained in there. I was conscious of the movement up there, and it was making me extremely uncomfortable. I turned my head to the side, trying to find a comfortable position, but I was failing at that. “Caramel,” I called softly. I needed him right now. It was the only thing I could think about.

I wanted for you to hold me, and make me feel better. For a while, I did not understand why I was feeling the way I was. I wanted it gone. I called out once more, but in a soft voice due to my lack of energy to call out loudly. I fluttered my eyes open, with my eyelids barely able to remain so. I was tempted to close them again and sleep, but I was too uncomfortable to rest. “Caramel,” I called out to him again, but still no response. It took some time for my brain to register the environment that I was in. I could not remember what had led up to this point. I darted my eyes around before turning my entire body to the other side.

The room was nothing like I remember. No room in Alpha Caramel’s mansion looked this way. Even back at home in the human city did not look this way. While scanning with my eyes, I spotted a branding on the dressing table that set off many alarm bells. No. My heart dropped instantly, and my eyes widened. I must be seeing things. It was then the memories of what had happened rushed through my head like a tornado. Not just the memories, but my headache multiplied. “Caramel,” I called, a little louder than before. I was not in the Midnight Pack. I glanced at the branding again and instantly tried to stand up, only to be pulled back down by both my body and chains.

I was so locked in my mind that I did not notice what was around my body. I was tied up to the bed, hands, and legs. I could move around on the bed, but anything beyond it was off-limits. The tears in my eyes increased. “No. Mum! Caramel!” I yelled. I kept pulling at the chain, even though I knew I was hurting myself. I could not be here. I wanted to leave here. I wanted to be with Caramel. I was scared. My mind was jumbled. My body was aching from head to toe. I could not remember anything after I fell unconscious. I didn’t know how I got here, but I needed to go back. I wanted to go back to my husband. I sobbed, and then a sharp pain hit my arm, making me scream loud, and stop pulling at the chain.

It was a familiar feeling. The weakness set in, but I tried to push through it. It was the antidote I had taken. The effect of it was brutal. I wanted it to allow me to get out of here. It was stopping me. It kept spreading across each part of my body. My legs first felt numb before I received another sharp pain that made me scream.

“Get me out of here!” I yelled again, as the feeling of failure washed over me. I wanted to go back. I hated my father even more for doing this. Why would he take me away from my home? Why would he force me here? I didn’t want to be here. I never want to be here. I wanted to pull. I wanted to set myself free. I wanted to run back to Caramel, but my body seemed not to be complying with my demands.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

The antidote weakened it. If only I knew something like this would happen, I would never have taken the antidote. I was not strong like all the other wolves, but at least that man would never have had the leverage he had over me. He had the upper hand against me only because I was weakened by the antidote.

I folded my fist with so much difficulty, then tried to pull again, but it only hurt me, and my hands dropped on the bed. I sobbed, screamed, and yelled for anyone to come and get me out of this chain, but no one came. Not even the man who claimed to be my father. After hours of screaming, the door opened, which made me shiver in fear. It was the man who kidnapped me. Gamma Finn.

The man that Alpha Caramel trusted. He betrayed him in such a way. “Please let me go,” I sobbed, unable to move. He had the side of his lips curved up in a smile.

“Please, I beg of you. Let me go. I don’t want to be here.” I repeated my words, but the man just walked over to the side of the bed with each step, making my heart beat in fear. He looked at me with a mocking gaze as he folded his fist. I stared at him, hoping he would have a change of heart.

Alpha Caramel trusted the Gammas. I knew how he cherished, and let them do what they wanted so long as it was not against the rules. I was told they had been through a lot together, and that he even trained them. Gamma Finn was no different, so why did he betray Caramel? I sniffled as I stared at him.

“Your screams are annoying,” came his words.

“You really think someone will walk in here and help you leave this place?” he scoffed.

“Think again. This is not Alpha Caramel’s pack. This is Midnight Pack with Alpha Toot as the Alpha. You will not be able to set foot close to the gate, so don’t even bother thinking of Caramel coming in here to rescue you,” he said.

“Alpha Caramel is your Alpha. Why will you betray him this way? He will never forgive you,” I said, as fresh tears came down my cheeks. My words had no effect on this man. He felt proud.

“He was never my Alpha. I pretended until I had my chance,” he sighed. “Shut up and don’t try to make any more noise or I might be forced to kill you. I do not want to hear your voice constantly. I have enough to deal with,” he told me, but I was not going to keep shut. If disturbing the entire mansion was going to get me out of here, then I was going to do it. I felt another sharp pain in my thigh, and I screamed. I saw him fold his hand in anger with his eyes flashing its colour. He was angry. I wanted to hold on to my scream as I realized he was not joking when he said he would kill me. But the pain was too much.

“I’ve had enough,” Finn said, then picked up a pillow before placing it over my face. I tried to struggle, but I was both weak and chained up, so it was useless. I was slowly losing my breath. I pulled at his hand, even causing a bruise but it did not stop him, instead he pushed harder.

“Let her go,” I heard an unfamiliar voice.