Chapter two

SEBASTIAN’s POV..

My Beta stormed into the pack house.

I looked up at him questioningly. I was seated on a chair in the lounge. I was getting some paperwork done. Lately, a lot of contracts from other packs had been coming in for the Pixon pack. 

Michael looked serious. Something must have happened. He was a tall man with hair as dark as the night. His body build was massive and intimidating. His cargo pants and sleeveless top complimented the image that he was passing across.

I dropped the papers I had been trying to go through and got to my feet. I grew more serious as I watched him.

"Alpha Sebastian," he began breathlessly.

"What happened?" I demanded. His demeanor gave away the secret.

Michael approached me. "We ran into some rogue wolves at the north wall," he began. He folded his arms and stopped before me. 

On close inspection, I noticed scratches on his neck. There were still traces of blood on his skin. The rogues must have put up a really big fight. Normally, Michael never had to try so hard. He always put down his enemies in one go.

"This close? They never dare come here because they know we'll finish them off," I retorted in surprise.

We always faced rogues on adventures outside the wall. The rogue wolves were outcasts. They had no pack and it was where the worst wolves could be found. They usually attacked us whenever we were outside our calls and would never come this close to our wall. 

Only if they had a death wish or they had something big backing them up. I furrowed my brows at the thought. Was something big coming?

"So, did you take care of them?" I asked.

There was another reason why I hated rogues. It was rumored that they were behind the true Alpha and his daughter's death thirteen years ago. My father was left with no choice but to inherit the title for the safety of our pack. 

His reign was over now and I was in charge of protecting the people. I could not let the rogues anywhere close to our walls. I could not afford to allow the mistake that happened for thirteen years to repeat itself.

"We did our best. We were able to capture three. The rest got away. I could not even tell how many of them were present at the attack," Michael confessed.

I nodded my head in understanding. This meant that they were different from the rogues we knew or they had grown and changed. This was only bad news for me. But the fact that Michael had captured them was going to help us learn more about the mysterious rogues.

"Where are you keeping them?" I demanded.

Michael released his hands. The tension he felt before had started wearing off. Although, his face was still wet with sweat.

"The dungeons," he answered.

I packed up the papers I had been dealing with. I was wearing a dark top and a pair of cargo pants just like Michael. 

"Take me to them. I would like to ask them a few questions," I instructed.

Michael nodded. "I doubt if you'll get anything out of it but do question them," Michael voiced out before giving in anyway.

He gestured at the way forward. I followed him. We walked out of the pack house. The gates were still ten meters away and there was still a lot more space behind the pack house. That was where the underground dungeons were situated.

The past Alphas had deemed it fit to have the dungeon underground. This would prevent easy escapes or break-ins since there was only one way in and one way out. 

Michael led me to the back of the building. There was a small house that could not have been bigger than five square meters.  There were guards at the entrance as well as around the building.  The small building was a camouflage for the real entrance to the dungeon. 

When the guards spotted Michael and me, they pulled the doors open without questions and allowed us in. We stepped into the small house. There were some chairs arranged with torture equipment on the table. This was to confuse whoever came to break a person out.

Michael led me to the kitchen which had a basement. He pushed it open and the stairs led below into the darkness.

As a child, coming here brought fear to my heart but the day I found out what was inside, I only scoffed. It was never a scary pit for a monster in the end. It was just a boring old cell.

Michael exhaled and entered the darkness. I followed him in and the deeper we got, the more our eyes adjusted to the darkness and we started to see clearly. It was one of the advantages of being a werewolf. We could see clearly even in the dark.

We reached the end of the staircase. There was another door. Michael pulled it open and it opened up into a large room that had multiple cells arranged in a way that a breakout was impossible.  

There was a large space in the center for walking through the cell rooms. Stone and iron bars were the most used materials for building this place. 

The moment we stepped in, we heard a woman's voice vibrating with anger as she yelled at someone. 

Michael gave me a look and sighed. I figured he knew who it was. It had to be one of the rights they brought back. So they managed to capture a female rogue. Interesting.

We kept walking down the large space and made turns until we reached the cell where the noise was coming from.

I spotted a woman with long wavy hair. She wore a faded t-shirt and a pair of pants. She had boots on and her voice carried authority as she spoke. 

For a moment, I got affected by her words and I felt compelled to heed her bidding. Only Alphas had this power over their pack members. She was not one of us, neither was sue an alpha. We had never heard of a female alpha too. Why then was her aura and mood affecting me this?

"Let my friends go! You cannot keep us here as you please!" she exclaimed.

"What is going on here?" I demanded as I approached them. 

Michael turned to the other guards. "What have you not tried to shut her up? She's causing too much noise!" he ordered.

The men cowered under his gaze. Until one of them found the courage to speak. 

"We tried but we could not. I don't know how she's doing it. She's scary!" The man exclaimed and hurried away from the cell.

I raised my brows at her. "Who are you?" I demanded.

"Who's asking?" She answered my question with a question.

She glared straight into my eyes. Her ocean-blue eyes made her look different from most of the women I had encountered. I was intrigued by her. I wanted to know what she had up her sleeves.

"Show some respect!" Michael yelled.

I placed a hand on Michael's shoulder. "I am Alpha Sebastian of the Pixon Pack," I answered her.

"Oh, so you are the Alpha? I've heard a lot about you. You're not so intimidating up close," she stated and I watched a smile creep up her face.

She was the one on the bad end yet she made it seem like she was better off than we were. She was not even scared that I could go angry and demand her head in a plate. Her level of confidence was something I wanted to learn from.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you. I told you my name, it's time for you to do the same," I shot back.

She scoffed and rolled her eyes before looking back at him. "Apology not accepted," she added and folded her arms together. 

Her smile never faltered. She knew exactly what she was doing. She was teasing me. She was trying to toy with me.

"I asked you a question," I asked again.

She tilted her head at me before signing. "I'm Hailee," she answered.

I raised my brows at her. "Come on darling, you can do better than that. Your full name? Your pack? Your purpose at the walls?" I demanded hoping that she would start spilling everything.

But instead, the woman in the cell placed a hand on her hips stylishly. "I won't tell you anything. Release my friends immediately!" She exclaimed and the guards covered their ears in pain.

I stared at her for a long time. I was more than intrigued by her. I needed to keep her by my side until I got all the information I wanted to get from her. I suddenly broke into laughter.

"You are quite interesting. I think I'll keep this one," I told Michael.

"I'm not a thing to be kept!" She exclaimed.

"We'll see about that," I said. Then I turned to Michael. "Give me the keys to her cell," I instructed him.

"What are you saying? She's dangerous. You cannot—" Michael stopped halfway when he saw the way I was glaring at him.

He gave me the keys in defeat. I unlocked the door. Hailee stared at me in surprise and I did not give her the chance to speak. 

I approached her and swiftly lifted her off the ground. I placed her on my shoulders and took off.

"What the fuck? Put me down! Let me go!" Screamed but I paid no attention to her screams.

I already had the best punishment for her in mind and I smiled as I carried her away.