Chapter 3: Alek Drakos of Immortalis

Edited: January 26, 2013

Lucent light nearly blinded her. She blinked continuously, peering up at her new surroundings with raised eyebrows. Her fingertips gingerly grazed the smooth surface of the platform she was on. Greedily, she hugged the covers close to her body and absorbed the warmth they provided. Warmth surged through her body, which no longer quivered.

Where was she?

A cell with sneering guards filled her mind. Footsteps resounded garishly in her ears once more, bringing fear into her mind. She tried to push the fear away from her head, but she couldn't. It was a constant reminder of where she was and her conditions.

Bruises coated her flesh like a second skin, marring her flawless complexion. Hand prints and nail marks layered her wrists, where she could see veins jutting out slightly. Her tongue ran over her chapped lips, which were layered with tiny blotches of blood.

Curiously, she swiped her tousled locks away from her and arose from the platform. Immediately, the warmth from her body radiated from her figure, which trembled immensely from the loss of heat. Her teeth clattered as she held herself. Leah's eyes wandered around the room until she found what she was looking for: a door—an escape.

Unconsciously, she shivered and sprinted forward. Leah wrapped her hands around the doorknob, but she stopped. Frowning, she tried to open the door, but her hands wouldn't respond. They were frozen on the doorknob, refusing to move because of his orders.

She was his.

Leah shook her head as she desperately tried to open the door. Cries escaped her lips when her limbs wouldn't respond with her. Searing pain attacked her neck, and she bellowed when it grew unbearable.

"Why can't I open this door?" she questioned as she removed herself from the door. Immediately, the pain ceased but her curiosity was peaked.

Consciously, she wrapped her fingers around her neck and searched for the claim. Her fingertips tentatively sought the claim, and once she remembered Maximus's place, she moved her hands in that direction. From the back of her throat, a yelp was emitted when her fingertips touched the claim, which was tender and imprinted on to her skin.

Tears pricked her eyes when the claim scorched her skin and brought pain to her body. She couldn't take it anymore! Leah collapsed into a heap of limbs on the ground, and she clutched her stomach so she wouldn't hurt herself. She couldn't take the burn or the pain; she couldn't take the claim any longer—even though she had just been claimed.

The claim made her feel dirty and lustful. An uncomfortable warmth settled over her body, but she snapped out of her trance once she realized a shadow loomed above her. Her eyes darted upwards, and she nearly screamed when she noticed his face was close to hers.

Charcoal locks stumbled carelessly on his pallid forehead, narrowly missing his steely eyes. His body loomed above hers, and his burly muscles rippled slightly as he moved. A strong jaw and fierce eyes met her gaze, which wavered slightly because of his intimidating nature.

"The claim is working, isn't it?" he asked with amusement.

She stayed silent, but she screeched when he forcefully moved her gaze upwards.

"I know it's working, Leah. My claim always works."

She tried to ignore the underlying message of his words, but she couldn't. Runty shudders slithered down her tense spine, causing her entire body to arch forwards and lean over her knees. She licked her lips, but she stopped once she noticed his eyes lingered on her lips. He was revolting!

His fingertips gently caressed her cheeks, moving downwards until he grazed his claim. She shivered out of pleasure, and she closed her eyes, despite her feelings. His touch filled her with desire. Leah wanted to please him. She was his.

"You are mine, Leah," he muttered and she nodded even though her mind screamed at her.

His lips hovered above hers, making her arch herself forward and plant herself closer to him. Her hands touched his face, bringing him forward until she could feel him. Leah was pressed against him, but it was still too much space. She needed to get closer. Desire flowed in her veins, causing her heart to beat in her ears.

Lub-dub...

She moved forward once more and placed herself on his lap.

Lub-dub...

Leah ignored his dark chuckles.

Lub-dub...

His breaths billowed on her face, furthering her excitement. She needed him!

Lub-dub...

He hurtled her on to her platform as soon as his ears perked up on the noises behind the door. Maximus could hear his guards muttering to each other, and before they could say anything else, he moved forward and opened the door. He abruptly opened the door and frightened his guards by yelling at them in Romanian.

Leah's body jolted on her platform, and she touched her chest so she could stop her heart from thrashing. Desire no longer coursed through her body, which satisfied her, yet brought fear to her mind.

Maximus could control her. She was just his possession, and he wouldn't rest until he had claimed her entirely. He would certainly throw her away after using her. Tears stung her eyes, but she blinked them away and listened to their conversation.

"Lord Maximus, Alek's army is moving forward. His army is waiting outside for us."

Maximus glanced at Leah before he looked at his guards.

"We will attack, but you must bring Leah to the safe house. Make sure she isn't taken—and if she is, I will take your head."

The guards nodded and hurried forward, hurtling her over their shoulders. Maximus stalked out of the room without even looking at her. Typical. She wasn't of any importance to him.

Alek's army, she wondered. It sounded promising. Maybe she could escape if Alek's army moved forward.

A smirk touched her lips as she devised her plan.

A growl resounded loudly in the clearing as Sam stepped forward and puffed out his chest, causing his muscles to ripple slightly. His eyes became fierce and intimidating as he glowered at the creatures that dared to cross the border. Those revolting creatures would get what they deserved!

"You have crossed the border," Sam started. "Any creatures that pass the border are sentenced to death."

"We understand."

Enraged at the lack of emotion, Sam glared at the leader of the group and stalked forward; however, once he was close enough to see the man, he wanted to cower in fear. The man was far taller than Sam with lithe muscles and eyes that could kill anyone. Emerald eyes stared back at him without expressing any emotion, but Sam knew that the man wanted to kill him. Power and authority radiated from his body, which moved forward the instant he realized Sam's motives.

"You knew, and yet, you crossed," he stated with his eyebrows knitted together. "Why?"

"We know that one of your pack mates is missing, and we can help you."

"How do you know?"

Silence surrounded them, and Sam knew he wouldn't answer the question. He narrowed his eyes, but he didn't force him to say anything — partly from fear, and partly from surprise.

"How can we trust you?"

"You can take my word, Samuel Uley, but you don't have to. My word is honest and fair, but you can choose not to believe it. If you do believe, then Leah will be safe. If you don't, then you will never see her again. The decision is yours," he uttered nonchalantly.

Sam glanced at his pack mates and nodded. Their pack was not the same without Leah bossing them around and sneering at them every five minutes. She was their sister.

"We will take your word, but first, what is your name?"

"Alek Drakos of Immortalis."

Hello, everyone! I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter. If there are any mistakes, I am sorry. I checked it and put it in a spell check as well as a grammar one to make sure, but mistakes still happen. If there are any questions, please message me or review. Also, Alek was mentioned twice, and if you are confused, it will clear up next chapter. If you are wondering about the lub-dub, it's supposedly the sound your heart makes. Also, the next chapter will be posted around Tuesday or Wednesday because i have not written it yet. Thank you for reading! :)