All Chapters of Enslaved By Alpha Gunner: Chapter 11 - Chapter 17

Mila’s POV Slowly, I made my way back over to Beta Ryker, praying that he would have sympathy upon me, with what just happened, as he continued to stare at me, noticing the pain in my eyes. When I was within a few feet of him, I stopped, putting my head down, as he quickly moved around me, obviously looking at my back where the man in charge had inflicted my wound. “We need to get you to the pack doctor. Without your wolf, it won’t heal on its own.” Beta Ryker said to me with worry in his voice, as he reappeared in front of me, before he says to me, “You are lucky I got here when I did, it could have been much worse.” I knew that he had stopped the man in charge from hurting me, and I was thankful for that, but I also knew that he was the reason that everyone knew that I was Alpha Gunner’s breeder. He was the one that had announced it to the pack upon entering the dining room, but I knew that he was probably just doing what Alpha Gunner

Mila’s POV Whatever the doctor had given me to take away my pain, had taken over the entirety of my body, taking away not just my pain, but also put me into a deep sleep, as wonderful memories of my past with my family came to me in my state of unconsciousness. My mother, this time, was gently brushing my hair, as she prepared me for a celebration, as I looked down to see myself in a beautiful white gown. Once again, I had thought this to be a memory, but the dress was not one that I had ever worn before. Realization at that moment dawned on me, that this wasn’t a memory, but a moment in time, that I once again would never share with my family. When my mother was finished brushing my curls out, she says to me, “There, the Alpha will be pleased.” My eyes moved back up to the mirror to see her reflection in it, as I could see the happiness in her eyes for me, but I wondered what she meant by the Alpha would be pleased. Not

Mila’s POV The word stay sounded more like a plea than a command, as my eyes moved to look into his eyes. In his eyes, I could see his vulnerability, and for a moment I thought to myself that I could end his life right now, and free myself from his imprisonment. But then that thought disappeared before it was even fully formed, as I knew looking at him in the state he was in, I didn’t have it in me to do it. Something about his hold on my arm reminded me of the security he brought me, in my dream, and right now he was needing mine.My eyes at that moment moved to the pack doctor, who was staring between the to of us, confused just as much as I was, but then the look of recognition formed on his face, before he says, “Mila, I am going to need you to assist me in his surgery.” With the pack doctor now asking me for his help, I found myself trapped in staying, and I honestly didn’t know if the pack doctor truly needed me, or if he was just trying to persua