Chapter 13

Valeria had released control after being hoisted onto her mates shoulder, and now Sarya was being carried into a large bedroom. As he set her, rather ungracefully, on her feet in the center of the room, she took the opportunity to look around. She was surprised at how well designed it was with the dark gray comforter set on the California king sized bed. She walked over to the bed and ran her fingers across the material, its soft fibers running across her fingertips. She saw a small settee area that faced a large bay window. She crossed the room to the window and looked out seeing that it faced the back of the pack house overlooking a large garden.

"Are you done?" She realized that the man had been watching her while she was distracted with her new surroundings.

"I'm sorry, I haven't seen a bed since I was twelve." She headed toward the man. Sarya knew he was either going to kick her out of the territory or make her a slave for him as well. She could feel her heart beating, she just escaped one alpha for another to put her back into the same situation. "What exactly are you planning on doing with me?" Sarya looked at the man, her palms becoming sweaty, waiting for his answer.

"I'm not sure yet. I haven't decided what you would be best for." She noticed he hadn't taken his eyes off of her the entire time.

"Why not just let me go? You don't want me, even though we are mates." She looked in down at the floor as she remembered that he had said he might reject her too. "So reject me..." She didn't have time to finish her sentence before she felt a hand circle her neck. He forced her to look at him.

"Do not tempt me, woman. I haven't decided if you will be useful or good enough to be my mate." Sarya could see his face coming closer to her until their noses were almost touching. She slowly leaned forward, she could feel tingles where his fingers were wrapped around her neck. She noticed him looking at her lips. Just before their lips touched, he growled and pushed her easily away from him.

"Tell me, woman, who was the mate that rejected you?" His back was turned away from her as he walked back to the bed and leaned against it. She could see the pants pull tight on his legs as he crossed his feet. He looked back at her, she could tell he was waiting for her reply. Should I tell him the truth or lie about the man's identity?

'Tell him the truth.' She heard Valeria say in the back of her mind.

"The mate who rejected me was Alpha Aric Brannon of the Silver Crescent pack."

"Damn! You mean to tell me that I share a mate with that pissant? Why in the hell would the goddess give us the same damn mate?!" He began to pace across the floor without looking at her. Sarya could see the anger building inside of him. Before she could react, he had pushed her against the wall and she could feel every inch of his body against hers. "I knew I recognized that scent." She felt a shiver run down her spine as he shifted so her core settled against his bulging pants. She could tell that he was turned on and it made her nervous. Could she really be this terrible? To sleep with the mate that rejected her to wanting to be with this one?

She pushed him away from her and held her hand against his chest to ensure he couldn't push himself against her again. She needed to gain control of her arousal or she wouldn't be able to control Valeria or her own actions. "He was my mate. I didn't think he would reject me. My alpha was offering me to him and his beta to do with as they pleased. I didn't know them and I figured my mate would be best for my first time than some stranger who could hurt me."

Sarya saw the shock on his face. "Your alpha offered you to a visiting alpha? What type of weak ass alpha offers up his own pack members?"

"Alpha Conrad believes in having slaves. He calls them Invalids to make it sound better to the other packs." Recognition could be seen on his face, Sarya realized he definitely heard the term before by his expression.

"That bastard never told us they were slaves. We just figured they were the lowest tier under the Omegas. I never realized you were treated differently than the rest of the pack."

Sarya nodded her head. She never expected the other packs to know that they were treated horribly. "It wasn't that bad unless you were punished." Her gaze dropping to the ground as a flashback of the pain she had endured at the hands of Beta Darren.

"That bastard beat you?"

"Yes. Him and his beta." Her gaze dropped to her fiddling fingers. "They see us as useless as humans."

"You don't have to worry. You don't have to go back there." Her gaze rose to look him in the eyes, shocked that he wasn't going to force her to go back.

"I.. thank you. Can I ask you a question?"

"Make it quick, woman."

"What is your name?" She dropped her gaze, but snuck glances at him through hooded lashes.

The man walked to the door, turned and answered her, "Alpha Samuel Vartos."

Shocked at whose territory she had crossed, she knew she was lucky to be alive. Samuel Vartos was the cruelest according to the legends that circulated the homes of every werewolf.