Filed To Story: Destined Bond with My Forbidden Alpha Novel (Alpha Alexander & Selene)
“Find out what happened to Eclipsed,” the voice said. “You may have your toys back. What you do with them is up to you.”
The line went dead, and Holden was left with his anger.
A low growl built from his stomach, rising into his throat. He roared out as he flung the table in front of him into the wall. He smashed a vase, and then pulling a knife from under his sleeve, he stabbed the couch multiple times.
“Sir,” a soft voice called from the entrance of the room. “Is there… something you need?”
A young boy, no more than twenty, stood at the door. He was hesitant to interrupt Holden’s outburst. Still, he was also fully aware that being caught observing him was far more dangerous.
Holden growled and approached the boy with speed. Shoving him into the wall behind him, he held his knife to the boy’s throat.
“Find Jackson!” Holden snarled through gritted teeth.
“Yes, sir,” the boy said softly. He swallowed before adding. “When we find him, do you want us to kill him?”
Holden stared at the boy for a moment and then pulled back. He straightened his shirt and smoothed his curly hair.
“No,” Holden said simply. “As irritating and pathetic as that creature is, he is instrumental in one way.”
“What is that, sir?”
“He is a great distraction for Summer and Winter.” Holden smiled. “Giving them his death, that’s a victory that will hold their attention while serving my purposes.”
“How can you be sure they will kill him?” the boy asked.
Holden reached down to the floor and picked up one of the last reports he had glanced over before the phone call.
“Because,” he said, as he stared at the scout report on Selene’s abduction. “He got greedy.”
Selene spit the food in his face.
Jackson growled, wiping his chin with a napkin.
“That’s not very attractive, you know?” Jackson commented.
“Go to hell!” she growled.
Jackson sighed.
“Selene, I have been very patient with these outbursts. I have tried reasoning with you, supporting you, giving you the things that you like.”
Jackson stood and walked over to the bundle of wildflowers.
“I handpicked these just for you,” he said. “Still, not even a thank you.”
“Go. To. Hell!” she growled again.
Jackson clenched his jaw.
Selene had no idea how much time had passed. She knew it was afternoon when she had chased Alice into the trees. But when she woke again, she was already in this room and bound to the bed.
He moved her from the bed to a chair and back. At first, she thought it was an opportunity to escape, but there was silver in her bindings. Making it difficult for her to move; whenever she did struggle, she found her strength was slowly drawn out of her.
Jackson had been there almost since the moment she woke up, though he had also knocked her out a few other times when she wouldn’t stop screaming at him.
He had been trying to act as though nothing between them had changed, he pretended to be sweet and considerate. Fed her, cleaned her face. He took her to the bathroom, he kept her bound, but at least he allowed privacy inside the stall.
From what she could tell, this was some kind of office, but it seemed to be underground.
“Selene, you’ve never appreciated the way I feel for you,” Jackson said affectionately. “I think it’s time we try something different.”
Jackson moved close, giving her a smile that made her skin crawl..
“If you try to force your mark on me, I will kill you…” she growled. “I will tear your throat out!”
Jackson let out a shaky breath and smiled.
“Promise?” he said in a throaty whisper.
Selene gave him a look of horror.
“We would die together… and the last thing either of us would feel is that deep raw thrill that comes from killing.”
He was panting now, his eyes swirling with darkness.
“Only you can do this to me…” he groaned, closing his eyes and running his hand over the growing bulge in his pants.
Selene looked away, trying to keep the bile from rising in her throat.
“Do you have any idea how excited you make me?” he whispered. “I always wanted you, craved you. But… when you let go of your power, when you…”
Jackson smiled, closing his eyes and letting out a shuddering breath.
“…Tore into the flesh of my shoulder….”
He licked his lips and made a sound like a moan as the memory excited him, filled him with want and need.
Selene clenched her jaw and took a deep breath through her nose, trying desperately to block out his words, his disgusting feelings.
“I know you feel it, Selene,” he whispered like an eerie song. “Through our bond.”
Jackson moved behind her as he spoke.
“I felt that rage inside of you… the desire to kill me, it was wonderful,” he sighed. “Oh… but the best part of it. The absolute fucking cherry on that sundae… feeling Alexander’s heartbeat slowing… I felt it through you. I felt him dying, and I’ve never been so aroused.”
“Shut the fuck up!” Selene shouted, her anger rising.
“Yes!” he laughed. “Get angry.”
Selene gritted her teeth and tried to calm herself.
“And then there were the ‘rogues’…” he smiled. “Oh, baby… you shined that night. You tore them up with such ease, it was beautiful… but I was too excited. You teased me, and I needed more… since I couldn’t have you, I had to settle for getting rid of the rest of them.”
She didn’t want to hear it or think about that night. Even without Jackson, without his disturbing excitement over it all. There was something about that night that bothered her.
“I bet you think it’s all me,” he said. “That I’m the sicko that gets excited about these ‘horrible’ things.”
“You are sick!” Selene growled.
“Maybe,” Jackson smiled. “But you were the one that smiled as you tore their arms off. Their legs. Blood everywhere… still you smiled.”
“That was because of you!”
“No, baby…” he whispered beside her ear. “I was drawn there by your excitement.”
Selene felt a cold settle over her.
Her excitement?
It was a lie. It had to be.
“I don’t believe you…” she whispered.
Jackson nuzzled against her.
“You will…” he whispered. “I know you, Selene. I know the way you push those nasty little thoughts down. Whenever you feel something that you don’t like, think a bad thought. Just push it away, pretend it isn’t real.”
Jackson moved away from her, his smile wide. He walked over to the only window in the room. It had the blinds drawn.
He pulled down on the string, raising the blinds higher and higher until they were all the way up. But on the other side, all she saw was darkness.
Jackson smiled again before pulling a remote from his pocket and pressing a button. The dark room beyond the window lit up, and Selene gasped at what she saw.
Children.
There were at least thirty of them and two women. First, they were all scattered in small groups. But when the light came on, they huddled together, hiding their faces in fear.
“You monster!” Selene shouted. “What have you done to them?!”
“What have I done? Oh no. No, no. What have WE done to them?”
Selene furrowed her brows. She didn’t understand. She looked back at the children, at the two women.
One of the women turned their head toward the window. That was when Selene recognized her.
She was from Whiteridge. She had had a crush on Axel.
“We changed their lives,” he whispered. “We made them orphans.”
“What…? No… how…” she tried to speak, but her mind was spinning. Flashes of the attack on Summer, and then it happened.
Her memory became clear.
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