Scarred Alphas by Norisha May novel Chapter 34

Chapter 34 

“Cass, listen…” Colt stands behind me and whispers. 

We stand in front of the door 

to my father’s office readying ourselves to go in. 

“I can’t react in there. 

Whatever I am told to do, I 

have to do it.” 

“I know, Colt. I understand.” 

“I…I just don’t want you to hate me if I have to do 

something…bad.” 

I look back at him and smile.  

“I could never hate you.” 

He lifts an eyebrow up. “Are you sure about that? Didn’t you hate me already before 

all of this?” 

“I didn’t hate you. I disliked you. There is a difference.” 

I knock at the door and 

suddenly feel my butt cheek being squeezed. 

I gasp and look back to find a chuckling Colt. 

“Enter!” I hear my father say. 

composing myself, I open 

the door and walk in. His 

office is big and spacious. So it’s no surprise to find a few people in here and it still doesn’t feel cramped. Victor 

and Garret are also here 

along with the Beta, Archie. 

“Alright, my daughter. Let’s see what you can do. Come here.” Warrick holds a pack member by his shoulder and puts him in front of me. A 

man in his thirties. He looks 

a bit frail, more like a human 

which tells me he is not a 

healthy werewolf. Maybe it is 

because he is mistreated. 

“Command him,” Warrick 

says. 

The man looks at me with 

fear. Taking a deep breath, I 

stare at him and think of 

him putting his hand on his head. Something simple. But nothing happens and I am not surprised. I had a feeling it wasn’t going to be this easy because if it was, then I 

would have been able to do 

this a long time ago and I probably would have 

realized that I had powers a 

lot sooner. 

I sigh with disappointment. 

“Hmh…perhaps 

encouragement is needed 

here? Victor, your knife.” 

My eyes widen. 

Victor immediately walks up 

to me and takes out his 

knife. 

“What are you doing?” I 

quickly ask taking a step 

back. 

“It’s silver?” Warrick asks and 

Victor nods. 

Warrick gives him a nod. 

Victor takes the knife and 

presses it against the weak man’s neck. It immediately 

burns his skin and the man 

screams and shakes but he 

doesn’t dare to move away. 

“Stop! What are you doing?!” I try to take the knife away from Victor but he quickly 

moves it away. 

Warrick holds my wrist and 

moves me back to stand in front of the man. “Every 

time you fail to command him, he will be punished. Now, again. Concentrate.” 

I look at all of them. They all stare at me waiting for me to 

follow orders. 

I take in a deep breath and 

try again but this time I 

really do give it my all. I 

stare at the man and 

somehow try to force the thought into his head. The 

man stares at me as he 

shakes but nothing happens. If he would just move at all then I could lie and say that 

that was it. But he doesn’t do anything but stand there shaking. 

I look down, giving up, and shake my head. the man 

screams in pain as the knife 

touches his skin. 

“Again,” Warrick says. 

This goes on for about half 

an hour until Warrick finally gets irritated. 

“Are you sure you have done 

this before!?” He shouts at 

1. me. 

“Yes!” I say. I explained to 

him when it happened and 

that’s when he starts to look 

pensive. 

“Maybe…you need even 

more encouragement.” He nods to himself. “Yes.” 

He suddenly grabs the knife from Victor and swipes it 

across the brittle man’s neck. 

I gasp watching the man fall lifeless on the ground. 

Nonchalantly, Warrick wipes 

the knife clean as he looks 

pensive. 

I am speechless with my hand on my mouth holding 

the scream that wants to 

come out but the anger 

inside of me starts to grow. 

“You… all are monsters!” I 

shout. 

Warrick finally looks at me. 

“And you are too…soft. You will learn my craft,” he says handing Victor his knife 

 

back. 

“I don’t want to be like you,” I 

respond. 

Victor’s eyes widen as I say 

this and the others look 

surprised and a bit afraid. 

Warrick walks close to me. “But you will be, I’ll make sure of that.” He puts a hand behind my head, tangling his fingers in my hair, and then pulls me close. “And if you keep talking back to me like this, I will cut your tongue out.” 

This is why anger is so 

dangerous to me. When I 

lead with it, I do not think 

about the consequences. 

“Do it. I will still find a way to 

say what is on my mind.” I 

say. 

“Ah…there it is,” he says 

which confuses me. 

“What?” 

“I was starting to doubt that you were my daughter at all but I now see myself in you.” 

He pushes me back and I almost fall to the ground but 

I don’t hit the floor because 

Colt catches me before I do. 

He straightens me up and moves away from me. 

Warrick walks back to his 

desk. “Keep her in her room today. No meals. I’ll go easy on you this once but mark 

my words…I will treat you like a dog if I have to. You will learn my ways.” 

Before I can answer him 

back–and I was going to answer him back–Colt takes 

me by the arm and pulls me 

away. 

“Yes, Alpha,” he says and 

leads me outside where he 

quickly lets me go. “Are you 

okay?” 

“No. Yes…I don’t know.” 

He sprints up the stairs and I have to keep up because he is going so fast. 

“Colt…wait up.” 

He doesn’t answer until we 

reach my room and he 

opens the door. “Go in.” 

He looks away into the hall, 

ignoring me. 

Feeling deflated, I go inside 

and he closes the door 

behind me. I am throwing 

such a pity party for myself 

that I don’t notice that he is 

in here with me until he hugs me from behind. I feel like a toy in his arms as his 

b*dy completely covers me. My b*dy suddenly relaxes feeling like I am almost melting. His mouth is on my ear and I hear him breathe. 

It relaxes me even more. 

All I can think of is that poor 

man. How terrified he was 

and how he looked at me. 

How can anyone be so 

heartless? 

“Stay with me,” I whisper. 

He sighs. “It’s too early, Angel. I have to be seen outside of your room.” 

I nod but I am disappointed. 

He turns me around and 

softly k*sses me. It is a gentle k*ss as if I would break at any 

moment.“You are not alone.” 

He whispers and then k*sses my forehead. 

I watch him turn and leave, closing the door behind him. 

Because of him, I don’t feel 

alone. If he wasn’t with me, 

I’d be crying in a corner the 

whole time. 

I take in a deep breath and 

head to the sofa where I 

spend the rest of my day watching TV. 

I am not brought dinner but I think my father has a few 

screws loose. He forgot that I have junk food in my little fridge and that is what I eat. 

So I am not starving by the end of the night. 

As I am putting chips in my mouth, I start thinking. 

Everyone in the office 

seemed a little surprised when he basically just gave 

me a slap on the hand and 

left me off easily. I don’t think they are used to him going easy on anyone but why did he? Why not really punish me like he does 

everyone else? He barely 

even knows me. 

I ponder this the whole night until suddenly, Colt comes 

1. in. He closes the door behind 

him and sits next to me. 

“Almost everyone is asleep by now and I have two hours 

before Serge comes for shift change. Come here.” He pulls me to his chest and holds 

1. me. 

This makes me smile. I 

immediately hug him and 

get comfortable. 

“How are you feeling now?” 

He asks in a soft voice. 

“A bit better I guess.” 

“What can I do to make you 

feel better?” he asks. 

“This. Just this is enough. 

Hold me.” 

He squeezes me tighter. “Cass, I will get us out of 

here.” 

“I know.” 

“I mean it. I heard of a few 

people who are planning to 

run,” he says. 

“Run? So we are going with 

them?” 

“No. They will fail. But they 

can be a distraction while we do our own escape.” 

I can see how this can work 

but suddenly, the poor men’s eyes flash in my head. All these people that are here suffering under my father’s rule. I feel selfish for leaving them like this even though I don’t owe anyone here 

anything. 

“I…I don’t want to leave…” 

“What?” 

I sit up and look at him. “I…these people…they are suffering. I don’t want to just leave them and I don’t want to use others to escape. They 

will die.” 

“Then…what do you want, 

Cass?” 

“I…I want to make things 

better. I want to free them 

all.” 

“How?” He asks. 

I am surprised that he 

doesn’t shut my idea down. 

That he doesn’t just try to 

convince me to leave. 

“Cass, how can you do that?” 

What can I do? I can’t even 

use my power. 

Colt puts a hand under my chin and stares into my eyes. “I don’t want to force you to do anything you don’t want to do but…I don’t want to 

lose you. 

This place can 

break you and I…I don’t want 

to lose you. You are too good and Warrick…he is good at breaking others. He has 

plans for you and I don’t 

want to see you fall.” 

But…can he break me? I have 

lived all my life with people 

who tried to do just that and never once did I break. 

Ezra comes to mind. 

Oh, how he tried but failed 

time and time again. 

Suddenly, I have a thought 

or rather it is more of a 

realization. 

I have gone through so 

much. I am pretty strong to be where I am now. 

“Cass?” 

I had been deep in thought until Colt called my name. 

“I really do need to learn how to use my power,” I say. 

“Well, yeah. You’d have such an advantage over Warrick.” He says. “If I am honest…” He suddenly lowers his head looking just a bit ashamed. “I…well, this was my thought at the beginning when I learned who you were. I wanted to use you against him and I am sorry. Back then I didn’t feel about you 

as I do now.” 

I put a hand on his cheek. 

 

“It’s okay. I am not angry 

about that.” 

“You’re not?” 

I shake my head. “No. But you are going to make it up to me.” 

“I am?” he asks lifting an eyebrow seeming amused. 

“Yep. Slap me.” 

“WHAT?!” He pulls back and doesn’t jump to his feet only because I am on his lap. 

I start laughing realizing that I should have explained 

further. 

 

“I need to learn how to use 

my powers. So I am 

commanding you to slap 

me.” 

“WHAT?” he asks again which makes me also laugh again. “Why slap? Why not something else?” 

“Because I will know it is 

real. I could command you 

to k*ss me…” 

And he does just that. He 

k*sses me with a smile. After 

tasting his lips and enjoying it, I pull back. 

“See. That did not count.” 

He sighs. “I am not going to 

slap you. I would never do 

that.” 

“I know. That’s why I am commanding it.” 

He crosses his arms. “Good 

luck with that then.” 

“Slap me.” 

“No.” 

“Slap me.” 

“No!” 

“Slap me!” 

“NO!” he now shouts. 

“SLAP ME!” I shout back. 

He slaps me. 

I gasp. He gasps. We both 

gasp 

and look at each other, 

shocked. 

“You slapped me!” 

“I–I–I…I didn’t!” he stutters. 

“You….slapped me… 

“I….” He looks at his hand as 

if it has a mind of its own 

and then looks back at me. “I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!” 

I start laughing 

uncontrollably. “It worked!” 

I continue to laugh but Colt does not look happy at all. 

I throw myself at him and 

k*ss him as he is still 

confused and upset. 

Suddenly, we hear a few 

knocks on the door, and then 

the door starts to open.