Alpha Kael

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a cold chill across the surface of my skin like the woman in front of me. He

he sharp facial structure created by her jaw and her cheekbones. I don't

iscipline Pack bred, but there is something about her that seems unnerv

hoots me from the corner of my eye, I continue to smile sweetl

it is, I suppose. "I am a representative for a corporation who took interest in your s

call flatly. "I di

nterested in your defiance. I spoke to your Mistress earlier and she expressed you do

d have I stepped into? "It's

y defiance, this shouldn't surprise her. In fact, she should adoring this. However, the te

we are certain will be a great experience for you," Prior suggests, that ra

l," Cunningham cuts in

er job of explaining this. Currently, sweeping criminals

y twelve subjects are selected for. Three are eliminated at a time, before only three are left. Those three sha

ested. However, I'm still unsure on what this whole competition is about. And why I'm good

ression belongs to. "Unfortunately, this is highly confidential, which means that I can't tell you exactly wha

sound reasona

t up to her lap. Unclipping it, she delicately pulls a piece of paper out, laying out in front of me. A single page contract. I go to reach for it, but she slaps it away with the opposite hand that holds

orking for your Alpha. I promise you, this contract applies only to your acceptance into the compe

abruptly, much to the surprise of everyone in the room. I

eing locked underneath the ground, a slave to a prison warden. I would escape eventually, surely, however, in order to remain inconsp

very appealing. I sign the paper before allowing Miss Prior to take it back off me. She attempts to conceal her triumphant smile,

ad shouldered men stand behind me, looking at the far wall. One is bigger than the other, with bulkier muscles and scruffy

" I qu

n of her phone. "This is a one chance thing. You don't get another if

tunned and speechless. Did this really happen? I have no

e men if they would stay here while I collected my belongings, they refused, insisting I move with words, then by

s a sleek dark blue vehicle which the blond man opens for me. I look in, and then around me. The building behind me stretches tall, shadowing the courtyard. There is a massive scale fence to keep any one who wanted to escape in. I was never that foolish. I'm marv

ar starts up, and we pull out of the courty

red in the hours that follow. The place as institutionalised as I have always assumed. Every business district is immaculate, neighbourhoods tidy, prisons kept hidden behind large fences. By

k. As far as I can see, it reaches. In front of the car is a gate which opens upon arrival, and we glide on through. The other side ope

t that one, and continue on, the road turning into gravel. My home for an unknown period of time approaches quickly. From what I can see, there are multiple bu

ior says, turning around to smile at