The Alpha King Is My Second Chance Mate Chapter 84

After the unsettling conversation with alpha Jake, Quinn was thrown over her father’s back, and the journey to her enemy’s pack began. It took a day, but when the journey ended, Quinn quickly realized that the destination wasn’t their pack, it seemed to be a temporary lodging with just a few of his men there. Only one building was in this area, and it wasn’t big, it looked like an abandoned house.

The white paint in some spots seemed like brown, and vines climbed up the dirty walls in abundance. There was grass growing through the wooden stairs…everything just seemed as though it could collapse at any given time.

With one pull, she was torn off her father’s back and onto the floor. She turned to glare at alpha Jake who’d pulled her down and he scoffed. “What an interesting gaze…” He bent to her level, the amusement going cold on his face as he roughly grabbed hers. “Fix it…”

Quinn wiggled out of his grasp and twisted away from him. “What are you going to do to me? Where is this?”

“You don’t have to worry about that…you’ll see soon.” He turned to his men. “Come on, boys, we don’t have much time.”

His men lifted her, taking her into the sketchy building. Without a doubt, the inside was worse than the outside. There were no furniture, nothing but a room with a silver chain etched against the wall. Cobwebs were everywhere in the ceiling and blood stained the floor, old and dried blood. Was this a torture room? If so, then why wasn’t it in the prison on his pack lands?

The answer to that wasn’t really what worried Quinn, it was the fact that she was here that did. She knew why they brought her here and she knew that pretty soon, some of the blood on the floor would belong to her.

A shivered wracked down her spine at the thought, and she groaned out in pain when she was harshly thrown against the tiled floor. She looked up at one of the men as he pulled out a knife, using it to free her of the ropes that had held her captive, and Quinn shuffled back and away from them all immediately.

Her feet were cramped, and her hands hurt, but even so, she struggled to her feet, staring warily at the bunch of men around her. “Stay away from me…”

“Well, well…the kitten is hissing again. Chain her up, Lionel.”

The man with the knife ran at her, and Quinn clumsily jerked out of the way. She held her hands up, fisting them. “If you come near me, I’ll f*cking hurt you.”

Everyone laughed, except her father, who stood at the back, trying his best not to look at her. “You’ll hurt him? You don’t even have a wolf…Lionel, let’s see what the kitten can do, huh?”

Lionel rushed at her again, and Quinn ducked, swiftly swiping the knife out of his hand. She shifted behind him, gripping the knife tight as she held it at his neck. The man gasped, holding his hands up in surrender.

“Turn around…slowly…” Quinn told him. He did so, now facing Jake, who seemed more amused than ever. “If anybody else comes at me, I’ll slice his throat…I really will.”

Jake chuckled, bumping shoulders with another one of his pack members. “Get her…”

Quinn didn’t want to, but she quickly sliced the knife against Lionel’s neck, and as he fell to the floor, the other man launched at her. She staggered back, but held her grounds. It was hard to fight right now, her legs were weak, her hands were too, and she was immensely hungry.

But she had to show them that she was not afraid…she had to fend for herself, since her own father wouldn’t do it for her.

Twirling the knife in her grasp, she punctured his stomach, shifting to put another wound in his side. His blood splashed on her face and dirtied her dress when she stabbed him two more times. The man fell slowly to the floor, still reaching for even when he was dying. Quinn kicked him back and then looked at Jake. “I might not have a wolf…” She glanced down at the necklace Zayd had given her. “But I am a wolf…a beta wolf. That coward standing behind you had been the one to train me.”

Jake clapped his hands, grinning devilishly. “F*ck…why do you look so hot with blood all over your face? You look like a demon kitten, you got me all hard and hungry for you.”

Quinn’s face twisted in disgust as she held the knife in front of her. “Let me go.”

“No, never. I want you more than ever now.” He looked towards his men. “Out…I’ll deal with this one.”

The men nodded, all filing out, leaving just her father. “You too…” Jake told him, and he glanced at Quinn before reluctantly going outside.

Alpha Jake moved closer then, and Quinn jutted the knife at him. “Do you think I’m afraid to kill you too?”

He shook his head. “I know you’re not…” His steps circled her, and Quinn eyes followed him. “But you can’t kill me…those men you killed are trained but not completely, they are far from my best men. I just brought them to do some minor things for me…however, the fact that you managed to kill them so easily is truly commendable. You move so fast and professionally. It was memorizing to watch as your pretty, white dress stained with red…F*ck…is this what love feels like?”

He laughed at his own joke, although Quinn didn’t find it funny. “Look, I don’t care about what you have to say. Let me go and leave Zayd alone. He doesn’t want any trouble. He’d already beaten you, aren’t you afraid to be put to shame twice?”

“No, in fact, this time I’m confident…I know I’ll win.” He finally rushed at her, and Quinn ducked his attack, swinging the knife at him. She missed, and he grabbed her hand, pulling her towards him. “And then I’ll keep you as a trophy. I’ll f*ck this fierce mouth of yours and open those legs.”

Her hand with the knife that he held, he pushed it down his chest and stopped at the hard length pressing against his pants. “Do you feel that? It’ll go inside of you when I finally win this battle.”

Quinn’s eyes widened as she tried to yank her hand back, but he held too tight. She fisted her left hand and hammered it towards his face, but he caught it, licking his lips. “I’d f*ck you now, but I’m not shameless enough to claim the trophy even before I win.”

He locked both her hands in one of his, forcing the knife out of it and throwing it across the room. Quinn groaned as he pushed her back against the floor, and she fell into the puddle of blood that leaked from the men she’d killed.

She looked towards the knife he’d thrown, but before she could crawl towards it, Jake stepped between the weapon and her. “Don’t even think about it, little kitten…you’ve had enough fun, if you f*ck around again, I might f*ck around too and end up f*cking you. Josh…!”

A man ran inside immediately, bowing his head. “Yes alpha…?”

“Chain her…”

Josh grabbed the chains and walked towards her. Quinn shifted back until she was against the wall, and when he grabbed her, she struggled out of his grasp. “Don’t f*cking touch me!”

“Kitten…” Jake warned.

“F*ck off…” Quinn fired back. “You and all your men…f*ck off!”

His eyes darkened, and he marched over to her, swiping his hand across her face. Quinn’s head turned in the direction of the slap, and she could taste the blood in her mouth. She felt dizzy…it f*cking hurt. He grabbed her face, twisting it back towards him. “Relax and listen to me. I don’t want to hurt such a pretty little thing.”

He let go of her and his man grabbed her feet, draping the chains around them. Next was her hands…and in just seconds, Quinn found that she really had no escape.

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