I was Kidnapped for Revenge by a Ruthless Alpha

AMBROSE’S POV:

Things weren’t supposed to turn out this way. I wasn’t supposed to care. Too want her.

She wasn’t supposed to be so strong and so intriguing.

She was supposed to be a spoiled brat. An entitled princess.

Yet, she was anything but. She was brave and determined.

And incredibly powerful.

Her body called to me. Her smell taunted me. Her touch burned into my memory. She was consuming my thoughts even as I made my way through the pack house raging. She still pushed herself to the front of my thoughts.

I couldn’t afford to be distracted right now.

The Alpha escaped last night during all the commotion. The bastard actually used the harm of his own people to escape accountability. And to think he’s an Alpha ranked blood line. What a cowardly little dick shit.

When I find him, I’m going to gut him and hang his intestines like garland from the fucking ceiling.

"You look like you’re about to boil someone alive." Damon spoke interrupting my gruesome daydreaming.

"That’s because I am. When I get my hands on that alpha, I’m going to wring his fat neck." I growled.

"Betraying you is a fate worse than death. I could almost pity the idiots that do, almost." Damon shook his head. He knew firsthand how ruthless I could be.

Should I tell him what my wolf discovered?

Yes. Tell the world, we have found our mate! The goddess blessed me. She blessed us. Onyx purred in my mind and was practically chasing his tale.

I found myself chuckling.

"I have a confession"

Damon turned to me lifting his eyebrow, looking at me very intrigued.

"Oh, this should be good, my alpha Kind has a confession. Let’s hear it." Damon teased me.

"We had sex last night." I figured that was as good a place as any to start.

He halted in his steps, surprising me. Which outside of Odette, rarely happens.

"You did what?" Damon looked at me questionably.

"Last night, after everything went down, and she was injured, badly. She fed from me, and then one thing led to another and the next thing I know she’s saying yes, and she just gave herself wholeheartedly." I let it all out, and even saying it out loud, it didn’t sound real.

"So, wait, let me get this straight. You did the dirty with the vampire princess you kidnapped and currently hold hostage." Damon looked at me with a masked unreadable expression.

"Come into the room here." I said pulling him inside on of the unused rooms in the pack house.

"How do you go from feeding a vampire your energy to sliding you dick in her?" Damon questioned me.

"Are you mad?" I asked.

"No, I just don’t like the idea of playing with a woman’s feelings, and you know how Raven feels about you. And how the Morrison is trying to push his daughter on to you. They won’t like the idea of their Alpha King screwing around with a vampire, let alone their princess. They didn’t agree to this, and I don’t even think they no the full extent of what you’ve done. Because you do realize that this was an act of war, one that violates the treaty." Damon reminded me.

"They broke the treaty first and if they hadn’t decimated our numbers there would have been war." I snapped at him. "I don’t have feelings for Raven, not even the slightest. She’s been on my dick since childhood. I tolerate her because she was there that night and lost both her parents too. She’s also a great warrior with a lot of potential. But I’ve never liked her as more than a friend." I growled I didn’t like how he was challenging, but what was weird about this was the fact I was entertaining the argument.

"So, you just used her? Now that you’ve got someone whose new and untouched, you’ll dump Raven?" Damon was actually raising his voice to me.

"First of all, I am your king. You will not raise your voice to me like that. Second, Raven and I were never a thing, we hook up because she comes to me and asks and I’m not going to turn down a good blow job. Her feelings are one sided, and I have always been clear about my position on taking a Luna, I wouldn’t until I met my fated mate." I hesitated.

But he’s my best friend and my beta. I don’t truly trust anyone, but Damon, I trust him with my life. So I can trust him with this truth.

"Onyx claims her as our mate. He hasn’t shut up about her since the first time I touched her skin. He’s been fucking relentless. And honestly, I feel the pull, and when I knotted inside her I felt the bond snap in place. I think she felt something too." The confession made my chest feel lighter and ironically saying it out loud felt better than I expected it too.

We have a mate, Ambrose.

"Even now the damn thing is bouncing around like crazed pup. I don’t know what I’m doing now. But I feel as if the Moon Goddess hates me. Mating me to my enemy’s daughter. The daughter of the man who murdered my parents and destroyed entire families. The Moon Goddess made her my mate, and the craziest part, I slept with her before the link even clicked and that means I can’t even blame the bond." Everything just started to pour out and I couldn’t stop.

"She’s driving me crazy, her smell her face, her body, her smile, her laugh, the way she talks and the sway of her hips when she walks, she’s driving me insane and I don’t know what to do anymore, I swore I’d make her pay for her father’s sins, but then she’s just defied my expectations at every single turn. She walked into my, Damon, and she’s turned the whole damn thing upside down. I tried to change my plans and make her fall in love with me to use her against her father, but now everything’s changed, all my careful planning, my years of devotion to the revenge plot, and now it’s up in flames."

I lean against the wall and run my hands through my hair and down my face pulling on it with frustration.

"She’s nothing like I expected and it’s tearing me apart inside." I exhaled loudly.

I looked up to meet Damon’s face and it was stunned. His mouth left ajar, and his eyes opened wide.

"I think that is the most I’ve heard you speak in on setting. That was a whole monologue. You got it bad." Damon chuckled.

I slid down the wall and rested my elbows on my knees.

"I’m fucked, aren’t I?" I came to the conclusion on my own but somehow hearing him confirm it only made the dread spread.

"Yep, totally and epically fucked."

"Fantastic."