The Alphas’ P**n Star Mate

"Huh?" I strained and struggled to focus. It made my head hurt worse, but eventually the fuzzy shapes started to come into view. "Please, Boyd! Please!"

A woman, so pretty, with hair the color of a warm sunset was the first to come into view. Her eyes were a deep honey color, not quite brown, but too rich to be hazel.

I was stunned. Too stunned. I didn't register anything else but her for so long. Not until the floor started to crumble above, and she ducked, looking at the ceiling in panic. "SHIT!" She screamed.

I frantically looked around. I was still in the torture room in the basement, smelling like piss and vomit. This woman wasn't familiar at all. I can't recall seeing her any other time. I know I got hit on the head pretty hard, but I would definitely remember seeing someone like her in a place like this.

A thunderous explosion suddenly shook the room. I could hear the beastly snarls and vicious sounds of fighting all around. The ceiling was shaking, along with the walls.

"Boyd! Boyd!" The pretty woman grabbed my face. I winced from the wounds still hammering into my skull, but for some reason, didn't want her to let go. "Boyd, we have to get you out of this chair. We have to go."

"Go?" Fuck, my voice was so rough. Her voice, even in a panic, sounded amazing, but mine sounded like I had been chain-smoking several cartons of cigarettes in the last few days.

"YES!" She looked around, like she was measuring the space in the shitting room, then looked back into my eyes. "I have to shift. I can't break the restraints, so I have to break the chair."

By the time my fuzzy brain registered what she was saying, she was already stripping out of a dress. I was stunned, seeing her naked body, but then a pretty red wolf tore through her skin.

The wolf was small, smaller than most. I was suddenly scared that she might hurt herself trying to get me free.

She whimpered and licked the side of my face, her tongue gliding over and soothing some of the pain from my throbbing head. Then, she went behind me, took the back of the chain gently in her jaws and laid it on its side, me along with it. Her wolf nuzzled my face, like she was making sure I was okay, then started to pounce on the side of the chair.

She got the legs off first. I gritted my teeth and tried not to make too much noise as the ropes burned and tore at my shins. My arms were aching and cramping. I couldn't stop my scream from coming out when she broke the back of the chair.

She shifted back, then helped pull the legs of the broken chair out from the ropes around my legs. She hissed and groaned, the ropes burning her too. When she got the legs free, she was able to get the ropes off from around my ankles, then got to work pulling the other parts of the broken chair out from behind my back.

The whole time, the ceiling was shaking, and the sounds of fighting were getting more intense.

"Wh-what's going on?"

She hissed, still working on the rope around my wrists. "Your friends. They're here to save us." "Friends? Beau? Jamie and Alexi?"

"All of Setting Sun Pack. Alpha Miles and Mick called me from my pack to help too."

Alpha Miles and Mick sent their pack to come save me? I couldn't believe it. How did they know I was here?

"H-How?"

"I'll explain later," the woman groaned. "Fuck, I can't get this off. Wait!"

She went back to her clothes and dug around. I could see her fully as she bent over. Fuck, this wasn't the time to be thinking dirty shit. She had a really nice ass though. Like, really fucking fine.

She pulled out a necklace with a large pendant from the pile of fabric, muttering a "Yes," under her breath. She bent it until the pendant broke in half, making a jagged edge. She then came back and started to cut at the rope. "Fuck, I hope this works."

She started to saw away at the restraint. My hands felt slick with sweat and blood. They were going numb but still sent shocks of pain up my arms. Then, they snapped free.

"Yes!" She helped me up, then went to get on her clothes. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. I was shaking out my legs, rubbing my wrists, trying to get my feeling back in them, but my eyes never left her.

Where did she come from? Was she a warrior at Setting Sun?

No. I would have seen her at training or mealtimes at least once.

She tore off a strip of her dress and used it to tie back her hair while holding the other half of the broken necklace in her teeth. She then went to the door and started examining the hinges.

Using the other part of the necklace, she managed to pull the hinges one by one from their place, until the door was only hanging on the frame by the lock still in place.

"Wow," I whispered. She was pretty and brilliant.

"We have to go!" She grabbed my hand, pulling with her as she squeezed through the space in the door. It was tight, but I managed to fit.

The fighting got louder and louder as we moved through the dark halls. There were no guards or anyone to stop us. I guess they were all fighting upstairs. It sounded like the battle was starting to die down now. When we got to the end of the hall, Sirius started to break free from his subconscious prison.

"Wh-what happened?" He sounded as groggy as I felt when I first woke up.

"I don't know, but we're free."

"How?" He was struggling to push himself to the front of my mind to see what was going on.

"Her. She saved us."

I looked at her, leading the way ahead, then stared down at where our hands joined. Her hand was so small but so warm. It felt nice in mine. I almost didn't feel the pain in my wrist. Sirius stared for a long time, then asked, "Who is she?"

"I don't know yet. She didn't tell me her name."

He was quiet, pensive, then whispered, "Something is wrong."

"What's wrong? That we're getting free?"

"No," he continued to stare at the woman. "It's her. Something is wrong."

I was about to ask again what the hell he was talking about, but then another voice invaded my head.

"Hello, mate," she chuckled in a sinister snarl. "Don't think this is over."

"Laura?!" How?! How the hell is she in my head?

Then, a memory that was not mine, but Sirius's, came to the front of my mind. It made me instantly sick.

I marked her. I marked Laura during that time I couldn't remember. I fucking marked my ex-mate. "See you again soon...."