The Prisoner’s Princess Chapter 85

Bryson

Inside the small prison was the wolf responsible, as well as the boy who disrespected me. He had never seen me before, but I could tell he regretted disrespecting me by attacking my Beta. “Holy Shit.” He said taking three steps back. He hadn’t met me until now.

“Boy thank the Lady that my Warriors let you live for me to deal with. Release him.” I commanded, but his father looked stern.

“Of all the stupid things you had to do, it was this.” Said his father, going in and slapping him on the back of the head. He then hugged him, not caring that we saw him show weakness.

“I’m sorry father.” He said quietly, and as much as I wanted to roll my eyes, I understood it.

“Go home.” I commanded them both, and they left. I didn’t care how they left my territory, as long as it wasn’t my Nissan.

I knew they wouldn’t want that one anyway, because it was the last car I used and would smell like me, but I linked them anyway. I had finally got him out my hair, now all that was left was the wolf that shot me. He hadn’t said anything until this point.

“You came to kill me. I am ready.” Said the Warrior who shot me. He stood tall by the cell door, ready to die. I scoffed.

“I didn’t, but since I’m here I may as well. Open the cell. Fight me if you wish.” I told him, popping my knuckles.

“You don’t even smell like a wolf.” He shifted, and the Warriors were hesitant to let me in, but they obeyed my orders.

“It doesn’t matter.” I retorted.

It does. An Alpha with no wolf. I will enjoy ripping out your throat… for my mate. He growled deeply, snapping at me, and my warriors returned it. I waved my hand in the air to stop them. This was mine to finish. They would have ripped him apart if I wanted, but I was never one to leave this kind of thing to others.

We circled each other, while he had his head low, taking deep sniffs of the air. I could understand why he wanted this, even though I think he knew he was going to die. He lunged at me, attempting to bite my throat, but I dodged, kicking him hard enough to yelp. He slid a little before jumping and lunging at me a second time, but he was much slower. I must have broken his ribs.

I dodged him, punching him in the face, and he stopped moving. He was knocked out on the floor for my warriors to see, but I didn’t feel right landing a killing blow while he was passed out. I turned away from him, walking out the cell disappointed in how such a weak wolf managed to kill me… and rob me of being with my mate four fucking months. It made me mad at myself. It also made me upset that she didn’t respond to my links, but I could feel that she was fine.

“Alpha… what should we do with Warrior Lionel?” Asked my warrior, who looked concerned.

“Well, honestly I was going to kill him, but there’s no honor in it as he is.” I said making my way to the exit.

“Alpha… he’s dead already.” He pointed, and I turned around. He was in a pool of his own blood. I must have crushed his scull with a punch… I was now concerned. I didn’t mean to kill him with that blow. I had only meant to counter him. I thought I’d knocked him out…

I walked to the body, and for good measure I snapped his neck with my grip, but that was something I was always able to do. “Send his body back to Ryan. I’m sure he has a next of kin.” I commanded, leaving out the jail.

I decided to walk home, as it would give me some air from my duties for a second. I really did want the pack to feel safe again. I wanted Zackery and Alexander to have a chance at peace with their families…. But everything felt like it was moving so fast. I didn’t know if I was making the right decisions…

Should I have killed them both? It would have made me go back on my word to have killed the boy, but the deal before was under different circumstances… Ven would have known. At least, he would have had an additional opinion. I hated to admit it, but I needed him. The air outside was pleasant, he would have loved this.

The pack seemed to be terrified, I could smell it. No one ran for the hills on seeing me, but they did stop and show respect. I expected as much, as this was too much for many. It was uneventful, and I was thankful for that. I just wanted to be with my mate, and try to console her from keeping her locked away. I could handle getting killed again… I would a thousand times over if it meant everyone was fine. I was a shit mate. I sighed walking inside.

“Alpha, Luna is secure.” Said Warrior commander Paul. And I gave him a pat on the back. I was careful not to be too rough… I didn’t want to kill him.

“Good. Isabelle you can unlock the door now.” I told her, but she didn’t answer. I pounded the door open to receive the sting of her glare for startling the pups. She was feeding them, ignoring that I came inside. My warriors left us alone, because this agitated me. “Isabelle, talk to me.” I tried to sound gentle, but she probably took it as a demand. She sighed.

“I’m just frustrated…. I want to do this together With you, not locked away and guarded like I’m not capable…” She frowned. I walked to her, pressing my forehead to hers.

“Isabelle, I wish more than anything for you to be at my side always… but I could not put you at risk. I almost lost you. For you, this was months ago, but for me… it feels like yesterday...” I kissed her on the forehead. She frowned looking at the floor, setting the pups down to play.

“Bryson, but I Did lose you, and it felt like an eternity. I worry…. I need you. I know it’s selfish but next time allow me to come with you. I was given updates by the warriors, but it isn’t enough.” She said grabbing both sides of my face so I could see hers so pleading.

“This isn’t something I can so easily agree to little wildflower…” I told her, holding onto her. I let her go so we could both put the pups to sleep. They wouldn’t go. They wanted to play instead but it would ruin their schedule.

We both dropped this for the moment, because I think she knew I wasn’t going to just let her be in harm’s way. I couldn’t allow my mate to die or get hurt because I was selfish. I could return… I don’t think she could. It wasn’t something that was discussed. I also didn’t tell her that I knew there would be fall out from my father’s appearance… he was never meant to ever be here.

-----Isabelle-----

I took the pups with me to the bathroom, still smelling the stench of Ryan lingering in the air. It made Glitter vicious. How could he be so calm about his enemies? He might not have been the one that killed him, but he was still the one who was somewhat responsible. He should have had the common sense to check his men multiple times and checked for mental stability.

Bryson meant well, and I wasn’t mad at him for trying to protect me… at least not anymore. I was weak compared to even Ryan… I wasn’t even in my thirties though. I couldn’t be as strong as a wolf hundreds of years old. It didn’t stop me from wanting to slap him though.

Ma! Screamed Kaizen, not liking that he was getting a bath. They didn’t like it, but they would have to get used to it. It kept down their scent, and I didn’t believe my ears…. I was proud as I was determined. They would get clean damnit!

MA! He screamed, wiggling in my arms because he didn’t want to be wet, but my mate laughed.

“Isabelle, let me help.” He said with crossed arms, but for some reason, it alerted my instincts. I didn’t like it.

“Come on, you can dry Grace.” I said with a small smile, because she complained only because the others were. She, on her own, actually liked the attention.

“I won’t apologize for keeping you safe.” He said quietly, focused on our pups, but I wouldn’t expect anything less. He was an Alpha.

“Well yeah, but don’t expect me to be sorry for trying to get out the window either… when did you nail the windows shut?” I asked and he grinned wide.

“Grace is dry, hand me Tyson.” He chuckled. I glared at him a little, passing him our fat pup, who was too full and sleepy to fight us anymore. They were starting to talk now, I still couldn’t believe that they were so young, and already they’d figured out how to tattle.