Alpha Inmate

Besides the roar from earlier, the building is still much too quiet.

Gerard remains silent as he leads her throughout the facility, passing the overhead signs that direct to different Beta wards.

At the end of the hallway, there’s a steel door. It takes a moment for Gerard to unlock it, and Ellie tries to fill the silence.

“Is the Alpha Ward this far separated from the others?” she asks.

He ignores her question.

Of course, she thinks. You were an asshole earlier. He’s not on your side.

Her mouth made her the enemy of her only protection.

Great, Ellie.

He leads her down two dimly lit flights of stairs, walking so fast she has to rush to keep up with him.

Finally, they reach the overheard Alpha sign, illuminated with a faint red glow.

The only sound in the hallway is her heels hitting the floor, now concrete instead of marble.

The Alpha wing is unpleasant, to say the least.

If she was to imagine a horror movie, it would look exactly like this.

There would be nothing but concrete and silent hallways.

A haunted, dreary asylum.

“Wait here,” Gerard grunts, unlocking one of the metal doors. He pulls it open, and a gust of air hits her.

Oh no.

It’s the scent. The scent that tantalized her earlier belongs to the Alpha in Cell B.

She should end this madness now. She should turn around and run up the stairs and out of Green Woods forever. Hide back in Los Angeles, where she never has to have one-on-one time with a felon.

She doesn’t even know what crimes this Alpha committed.

Would it be so bad to admit that she’s not ready for this?

She hears soft murmurs from inside, then the rattling of cuffs.

No.

She’s come all this way, and there’s no point in backing down now.

Elizabeth Winters is not a quitter.

Gerard steps back outside, a cream-colored folder in his hands. “He’s all yours,” he grunts, shoving the folder into her hands. “I’ll be out here. Knock when you’re ready to leave. He’s chained to the chair, so don’t worry, Omega.”

He says it like a slur, and she bares her teeth, reminding herself exactly why she’s staying.

“Thanks, Beta,” she snaps, before stepping inside.