I was Kidnapped for Revenge by a Ruthless Alpha

AMBROSE’S POV:

That kiss was powerful. I felt it every nerve in my ignite.

When I saw it the monster that hid in the shadow of her eyes.

The darkness that made itself a home in her heart.

It was beautiful. I wanted to reach in and touch it. Pull it out and fuck it.

Onyx was jumping and lunging in my mind. Yelling at me to Mark her. I wanted too. I was so close. Her beautiful slender neck that smelled of strawberries after a fresh rain, it was enticing. Calling to me. Calling to my wolf.

He howled in my mind pacing desperate to take over. But I couldn’t let him, I had to remain in control. I couldn’t Mark her, not without her permission, not without her knowing what that means.

Marking her means she’d be by Luna, and I’d never make a Vampire my Luna, maybe a concubine, but never a Luna.

When she pushed me away, my wolf whimpered. He wasn’t anywhere near done ravaging her. But if we wanted to win her over, we couldn’t force her. We could only tease her to the point of breaking.

How it will feel to hear my enemy’s daughter beg for my cock.

I was getting hard thinking about it.

And then I saw the tears that stained her cheeks. I felt an slight ache in my chest. I didn’t like how her face looked tear stricken.

Was it something we did?

I don’t know, but I’ll find out.

"I kiss too good; you cry from the intensity." I joked, trying to lighten the mood some.

She giggled alongside her scoff.

After pulling her back from whatever pit she was falling in, I reminded her of our traveling plans and we went back to the palace.

Not our fault. Women so wishy-washy.

As if you have a leg to stand on when you say that. Onyx snorted.

Oh, shut up you stubborn old man.

Call me old one more time and just see how I show you hold old I am.

I rolled my eyes; we’ve been at odds off and on now.

I’m not interested in arguing tonight, Onyx.

You back down from a fight. Are you even Ambrose?

I’m just tired of bickering, can’t I be more annoyed by our bickering than I have the need to win?

No, you can’t. Winning is always your goal.

I just ignore him and focus on my little princess.

She anxiously fumbled with her fingers in front of her.

She walked like a woman of grace and nobility. But her usual confidence seems a little shaken.

A smug smirk climbed up.

That’s because of the kiss.

I’m making progress.

I had the servants pack the clothes we bought after having everything delivered. So, when we arrived, she was already packed.

I couldn’t stop thinking about the monster that hid in the darkness of her eyes.

The source of her raw untamable fire. I wasn’t lying when I said I wanted to feel that burn.

Everything in me, including my wolf screamed to touch it.

I owned that fire, and I would tame it. I would turn the raging flames in her heart and make them dance to my command.

Others feared the monster, like they feared mine. But I didn’t fear hers I wanted to free it.

And I would.

I saw she was surprised to see Emalea and the other servant girl with blue, her, shit, forgot her name, by the luggage.

"Oh my goddess! Are you coming with us?" She yelled excitedly. Her entire demeanor switched. like it was a light switch.

"Yes, you will need your ’personal maid’ with you on your travels." She looked at my princess with stars in her eyes.

"And Ariel is coming with because it’s her home village. The ColdMoon Pack is where she’s from and she would like a chance to see her little sister." Emalea openly mentions.

"Way to just tell the world my business for me, I always did want someone to narrate my life for me." Ariel sneered.

I could see the happiness in my little princess eyes.

Another step closer to forgiveness.

The car gets loaded and we all head to the airport.

She wanted to ride with her maids, so I let her, but told her she’d be flying next to me, the maids won’t be riding with us, they will sit with the other servants and shoulders in coach.

She agreed.

It was better she rides with them; I had things to arrange before my arrival. We’ll be there in a few hours, they’ll have to prepare for us on short notice, so they won’t have the time to both set up for royalty and hide the problems the pack is having.

Beta Damon rode with me.

I poured myself a drink. And then one for my Beta. He looked at me shocked by my gesture.

Why did I do that?

I’ve never bothered to pour my own glass really, let alone someone else’s.

"Alpha, what’s the plan if it’s as bad as we think it is?" He asked me ignoring it and just taking the drink. He didn’t give me eye contact and put the drink aside. Not wanting to reject me, but also not make the offer awkward.

"The plan is to remove the Alpha for treason, he’s been embezzling funds from the crown. His pack will be given a more trusted Alpha. I will publicly execute him and demote his family to the lowest ranks in their packs." I answered pulling out my phone to check the time "and I will take his head back with me and show the council what becomes of traitors when I find them. I will leave the soldiers I brought to ensure a smooth transition and that the funds we bring with us are allocated properly."

"I’ll see to it, Alpha."

"I know you will."

"What of the rogues hitting the southern border tribes?" I ask.

"We managed to put an end to the attacks recently, but I don’t know how long the peace will last, we’ve got extra soldiers going there to help train the pups to defend against rogue raiders." Beta Damon informed me.

"Good, what else do you have for me?" I ask.

"I don’t know if you want to hear the problems happening with the attacks on the American packs." My Beta spoke quietly.

I can’t lose control again, but how can I not punish her for what her family is doing to my people?

But I can’t hide from the truth because I fear it.

"No, go ahead."

"Alpha, Queen Violet has been ripping through packs, ones that have nothing to do with this and no magical connection." He looked down approaching his words cautiously "I don’t know what her game is, attacking those packs won’t bring her closer to her daughter."

"She’s trying to draw us out. She’s sending a message to us. She doesn’t care the lives she has to take or the villages she will burn to find her daughter." I growled.

"Fuck!" I shout throwing my glass of bourbon at the window. "We need to relocate the packs. Put a magical barrier, something."

"They have the Circe Coven backing them. But no one knows why, one of the most powerful witches, is Kalvin, but that doesn’t explain the backing of the entire coven. Circe’s Coven doesn’t usually concern themselves with the politics of the night world. Their evolvement is a serious problem for us." My Beta answered.

"What, our witch can’t handle it? and what does she know of their involvement with the Drakarys family?" I asked.

"She’s from the Circe Coven but won’t speak on the relationship. Her lips are sealed tight. And she’s not powerful enough to take on an entire coven of some of the most powerful witches." He answered.

"Make her talk." I ordered.

"I don’t think I can, I think it’s a binding oath. She can’t, it would kill her before she couldn’t finish." He answered urgently.

"What pity." I answered.

I need someone inside, I need to know why the coven that doesn’t fuck around with the night world or pick sides, is actively picking a side.

"What about trap for them?" I questioned "Can our witch do that?"

"She could do something, but I’d have low expectations honestly, our best bet is to quietly evacuate the packs in America to another region."

"Fuck. Fucking bitch. I didn’t think she was going to be the problem. I knew King Asher would be a problem, but the whore mother? I didn’t see that coming. I didn’t plan for them to go off course and start attacking middle of nowhere non important villages."

"Fuck."

"I’ll take care of it, Alpha."

"Good."

He handed me back the drink I’d poured him, because I threw mine at the window, shattering the glass cup and dosing that side of the car with liquor.

When we arrived at the airport and got on the plane. I saw the shock on her face.

"I’m used to private jets, but an entire commercial airline, that’s insane." She said to me.

I bit down. I wanted to respond angrily, punish her again for her mother’s sins. But that’s not the goal anymore. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

When I capture them, I’ll their daughter right in front of them. I’ll make them watch as she moans my name.

And that’s how I kept my cool. How I stopped myself from losing control.

Picturing her underneath me. Naked. And moaning my name like I’m a god as I’m pile driving her sweet pussy that’s only ever had me in it.