Alpha Bane's Rejection

PEYTON POV“I don’t understand why you’re doing this.” I whimper, shivering as I’m forced to stare at the lake, where I will die. I’m sure of it. This is where Peyton Samuels’ life ends. In the bottom of a dirty, dingy, lake. And I honestly thought today was going to be a good day. How stupid am I?“You don’t understand why I am doing this?” He jerks me to his chest, forcing me to meet his crazed irises. His hand caressing my cheek, tender, but it doesn’t last long before he’s pinching my flesh between his fingers. “Don’t you get it?”“No, I really don’t.” I whisper, shaking my head, trying my hardest to stop make the tears stop. My body hunching over, on the verge of collapsing in on myself, from fear and trying to stop the alpha command wreaking havoc on my insides.“You’ll end up being my brothers.” He spits, hatred flooding through him at the mention of my brother. “Bane, precious, glorious, Bane’.”“No.” I deny, shaking my head, trying to put distance between us, which only infur

PEYTON POVDon’t look back. Don’t look back. Don’t look back. Heart pounds against my chest fueling my fear and adrenaline. My feet hurry along the forest floor, doing my best to put distance between me and my home. Away from them.Branches smack and slice my skin, leaving me to bleed, my lungs desperate for oxygen, but I don’t stop. I can’t stop. I got a head start but one of them will come for me eventually. Bane when he wakes, or Brad, when he realizes I am alive.I’ve dealt with one psychopath for the last three years, what the hell would Bane be like as a mate? Doesn’t that shit run in families? And if he’s not crazy, what crimes will his brother commit to possess me for myself? What will that do to the pack? They’ll end up under Brad and his gaggle of fuckwads? I cannot do that to my family or friends. I may fear Bane, but I’ll give him the benefit of the doubt. Or enough to not allow him become the Abel to his brothers Cain.My wolf curls in on herself, a broken mess, mourning

BANE POV My father sighs, rubbing his temples, already exhausted by the day’s events. “You’re both talking crazy. Bane, explain yourself.” “Of course, you’d pick his side.” Brad grumbles, acting like a spoiled child. My wolf is urging me to kill him and be done with it. Save us all the trouble. “I’m not picking sides,” my father snarls. His alpha aura bleeding into the room, saturating the air. “You’ll get your chance to explain. Bane, go.” With his approval, I dive into my version of events, beginning with the car ride into the territory. How restless my wolf became the closer we got to home, and was frantic by the border. So, I exited the car at the gate, running the border. From there, I dive into what happened at the lake, and it feels like my heart is being ripped out all over again. I omit nothing, explaining it all, even waking up on the floor feeling like my heart had been ripped from my chest. Brad snickers silently, behind the backs of our parents, clearly enjoying my he

BANE POV “Shit, sorry Cheddar.” He yowls with annoyance I stand unexpectedly, dropping him to the floor. Luke is hot on my heels, following me through the living room, and out the front door. Ms. Samuels is no where to be seen, but her scent leads me to the forest, past the chicken coop. Once I pass the border, I shift, my paws hitting the dirt within seconds. Luke follows my lead, turning into a smaller brown wolf. He observes me with earnest, but he doesn’t say whatever is rumbling through that brain of his. “Have something to say, Morrison?” I ask via the mindlink, trotting through the forest, listening for a sign of Peyton’s mom. She barely got a head start, where the hell could she be? Jesus christ, are the Samuels’ women part cheetah? They disappear so quickly, what other explanation can there be? “Curious why you’re suddenly interested in Peyton’s wellbeing…Alpha.” He asks, his tone disrespectful, poking at my already fragile wolf, who's begging me to end him and be done with