The Little Human

As they walked out, there were cars lined up waiting for them. 

“Alpha”. They all greeted and bowed immediately they set their eyes on Dario who just grunted a response. 

His attention was nowhere else but on the female in his arms. 

He shook his head like it would help him concentrate as he could see the mouth of his alphas moving but was hearing nothing. 

All he was thinking of, was how well the little human female fit into his hands, how much he was enjoying being close to her, how soft her skin was under his fingers and had to mentally slap himself, because he couldn’t understand why he was acting like a teenager who had never seen a woman before. 

His heart was beating fast, he was super aware of every breath she took, and the sparks. It felt like jolts of pleasure washing through him. 

‘This is crazy’

‘I should kill her before she becomes my weakness’

“… and followed Alphas scent here”. The red-head Alpha Sina finished. All eyes focused on him as they were waiting for his response. 

How does one respond to something they didn’t hear. 

However, he had been a leader for so long and always knew the rights words to say, a way to appease his people. 

“I found out that Alpha Jason, and Alpha Riley, had been organizing and attending auctions. These two alphas who are the oldests besides me, know very well how strongly I detest auctions and selling of beings, but still went ahead to do it under my nose, right on my territory. I would say they were begging for death, and I gave it to them. No one crosses me and gets away with it”. Dario said to them, the last sentence holding a warning, his voice loud and clear, his tone commanding and strong. 

Everyone could already the feel the atmosphere change with that warning.

The answer seemed to both satisfy their curiosity and scare them at the same time. 

They bowed again as a farewell and drove away. The long line of cars now remained two with each had drivers. 

A smile broke out on James’ face and he sighed, happily entering into of the cars. 

“This is why I love the Blackwood pack”. He sighed again, a dreamy smile playing on his lips. 

“Oh please, it’s only just because your mate sent these cars”. The gamma Trent replies and Amelia, the commander snorts. 

“So?”. He asks in a taunting manner and it was just a matter of time before they start their endless banter, when Dario sighed, and made a move to end it because once they start, they would not stop and he was not in the mood for that. 

“Please shut up, both of you. I’m taking the second car. Is this one comfortable for you three?”. He asks them, silently hoping that didn’t join him, so that he could bask in the sweet scent of the human he was carrying. 

The contrast of his feelings alarmed he himself. 

Just one second ago, he wanted to kill her, now he wants to bathe in her scent. 

‘Glad I’m not the only one obsessed’. His wolf said to him, and as he was about to flip him off, James answered. 

“Yes, we’re fine”. James rushed to answer, seeing that Amelia was about to say something. He knew very well that Dario needed some time alone. 

On getting his answer, Alpha Dario walked away from them, heading to the next car when he realized that the human female was not kicking and fighting anymore, and a little fear creeped in. 

‘Is she dead?’ He asks himself, earning a chuckle from his wolf. 

‘Of course not, you idiot. You know you can tell whether or not she’s dead from a kilometers away, Right?’

‘Right’. He replied only just remembering that he could hear her heartbeat from a mile away. 

Just a couple minutes and she was already messing with his head. 

He who could differentiate every one of his pack members heartbeats. 

He never forgot things, even some things he wished he could forget, he never could. 

He set her down gently after opening the car. The sight of her sleeping warms his heart again and his hunch that she was his mate only grew stronger as he knew he was not a man who is easily moved by anything, and all he wants to do right now is hold her again. 

She looked so cute, despite being so dirty. Her pink lips were slightly parted as she slept, her long lashes still and her breath stable. 

‘Even her breathing is adorable to me’. He thought to himself and groaned out loud, knowing that this little human was already having a hold on him. 

Before getting to the pack house, he had mindlinked some women to attend to attend to her as soon as they arrived.

On getting to the pack house, the women attempted to carry her from the passenger seat as she was still sleeping, but immediately she was touched, she woke up startled, panicking and backing away from them.

“No! No! Leave me be!” She screamed as she backed away from the women who now wore startled expressions due to her outburst.

Seeing how startled she was, Dario mind linked them to leave and went ahead to pick her up expecting fierce resistance like the first time, but he carried her with ease and very little resistance. The small act making his heart do a little flip. He couldn’t resist the joy he felt at the thought that she felt safer with him. 

On the other hand, she was panicking but he was more familiar than the rest. 

All she had in her right now was fear, anger, and shame. 

Fear because she was basically being kidnapped again. 

Anger because once again the whole universe proved to be against her, as they released every one but her. 

Shame because she was filthy. 

In the cells, everyone was filthy and the filth wasn’t new to guards but with these new people, it’s different because they were all very clean and attractive, especially the man carrying her right now.

‘This man is a monster. I should be thinking of how to escape, not how to be clean, or how handsome he is’. She scolded herself as she began to brainstorm, knowing that escaping would be the hardest thing she had ever done. 

She saw these men tear people limb from limb in front of her like they were tearing paper. They killed so many people too easily, and it would be a piece of cake to kill her, but she was not ready to die, not until she gets her revenge. 

She was sold at 14 years by her aunt, whom she was just spending a 2 weeks vacation with, and no one bothered to look for her. Not her father, mother or older brother. 

They all gave up on her, and made her suffer so much. 

She thought of all she had been through, and what she might go through here again, as she was already expecting the worst, and a tear threatened to escape her eyes which she quickly blinked them away. 

‘This world is really cruel to me’. She thought as she shook her head bitterly.

It had been a rule of hers to never shed a tear in front of her captors, and she had kept it that way for several years now. 

‘Crying means you give them the reaction they want’. She thought as she remembered how her previous captors beat you until they saw you crying your eyes out. The satisfaction they got from it was so much that she vowed to never give it to them again. 

She braced herself for whatever was to come as they entered the pack house. 

Her mind had concluded that it was definitely nothing good, and accepted it. 

‘The whole world hates me but I’m used to it. No need to cry over spilled milk’. She thought to herself again. A sigh almost escaping her lips at the thought, but instead a terrified scream came out.

‘It can’t be!’