Mated To Alpha Gregory

Author’s POV.

“Where is this place?” Ben asked, ignoring Augustus’ question. “Why did you tie me to the chair? Let me go!”

Augustus didn’t turn back to look at Ben’s face. He faced the wall and crossed his arms behind his back.

“Relax Ben, I wouldn’t hurt you. You are more valuable alive to me than dead,” he spoke without mincing words.

Ben stared at him, trying to make a meaning out of his words. “What do you want, Augustus?” His face neither brightened up nor looked sad. Rather, it had a frown on it.

“I want to help you, Ben, I know what it is that you desire.” He turned back and for the first time, Ben saw his face.

Not everyone knew him physically as he was always in a mask, to maintain his mysterious profile.

He had a scar on the left side of his face which almost destroyed it. It ran down his throat and stopped just below his Adams’ apple.

Fur grew on the scar, making him look more terrible.

It was rumored that he had a fight with the goddess by some and others believed that he was cursed instead to remain half werewolf, half beast for the rest of his life.

What really happened after he turned his back on the oracle, no one knows. But one thing was certain, he was ruthless and only desired revenge.

“You know nothing Augustus, don’t act like you do.” Ben bent his head, avoiding his gaze.

“Look at me Ben.” Augustus commanded in a thick, scary voice. It was so scary, it made Ben’s ferocious beast yelp inside him.

Ben suddenly felt strange. He was no longer in control of his body or mind as his head raised itself up at Augustus’ command.

He felt like he was under a spell which was difficult to break from as his gaze locked on the rogue King before him.

Augustus moved forward, each step making Ben’s heart leap into his mouth and back. A weird smile sketched itself on Augustus’ face, making him look like a villain from a gothic novel who descended from hell.

He crouched before Ben, staring directly into his eyes. Ben twitched his nose as a rotten smell floated into it.

A closer study of Augustus’ face revealed tiny organisms, walking around the gradually rotting surface of the scared part of his face.

Augustus frowned, noticing Ben’s gesture. “If you need my help, you’ll need to start acting like it. I hate it when people show up here with bad attitudes. It wouldn’t work.”

Ben felt cheated. He was used to being the oppressor, the bigger person. Now that he was the weaker person, he couldn’t help but frown in disappointment.

“Fine, I need your help,” he admitted.

“Good boooy,” Augustus replied in a dragged, deep voice.

“Get some rest then, we’ll talk in the morning.” Augustus stood up and proceeded to walk to the door.

“Wait! ” Ben screamed, making him stop on his track.

“What is it?” Augustus demanded with a fierce tone.

“We need to discuss it now, please.”

“I was busy before you came in, Ben, there’s nothing I can do about it. Besides, what’s all the hurry for? It’s not like there’s something amusing at the mansion that you need to attend to, is there?” Augustus asked with a wink.

Ben frowned at his expression and looked away. He closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, but couldn’t as the chains were uncomfortable and Augustus kept staring at him. “Can you just let me go from these chains? Please. This is not the proper way to treat your guest.”

“My guest?” Augustus burst into loud laughter. “You are not my guest Ben, you came for a favor, and you will do what I want, stay how I want you to stay and be what I want you to be. Only then, can you leave here with what you want.

Ben sighed, frustrated, knowing that there was no way he was leaving his current position. “But…” he opened his mouth to protest but stopped as the loud bang of the door interrupted him.

Augustus had left, and the room darkened. Every light went off the moment he closed the door, making it feel like he was the reason they were on in the first place.

Ben’s back began to hurt, due to the forward bent structure of the chair he was chained to. It was almost day break when he fell asleep, hanging loose from the chair.

He had hardly slept for two hours when Augustus came in again and splashed a bowl of hot water on his face.

“F*ck! It hurts,” he screamed from his sleep. Every trace of sleep vanished from his eyes as he struggled to touch his face but couldn’t, since his hands were chained.

“You have ten minutes to state your business here, Ben, and your time starts now.” Augustus sat on a chair which was brought in for him by a masked guard.

“What did you do that for?” Ben protested, his eyes closed, shaking his face violently.

“You can sit there all day, complaining, or you can state your business and leave. Either way, I’m good. You have eight minutes left.”

Ben stopped struggling and opened his eyes. The flesh around his eye region had peeled, but it soon healed back.

“You are crazy, you know,” he muttered under his breath.

“Six minutes more,”

“Come on, it isn’t even up to thirty seconds since you last spoke!”

“Four minutes remaining.”

“Fine, fine, I’ll speak, just please stop being awkward.”

Augustus frowned and straightened up his body. “You have two more minutes. Speak!”

Realizing his chances were getting slimmer, as Augustus was dead serious about the time issue, he spilled the beans and made known the main purpose of his visit. “I’m sure you have heard about my brother, Adams. He is the Alpha of my pack, but I want him gone. I believe I am the rightful heir to the throne since my elder brother, Shane, isn’t interested in laying claim to the throne.”

“What then do you want me to do?” Augustus asked, his curiosity piqued.

“I want you to join forces with me, to take him and his wife, Lilith, down.”

“His wife? What can a woman do?” Augustus asked, surprised.

“Don’t underestimate that woman, Augustus, she is the daughter of the former Beta to Alpha Rivers of the Green-forest pack.

“Wait…you mean that Lilith?” Augustus asked, rising up to his feet abruptly.

“Yes… Lilith,” Ben confirmed.

“I thought we wiped out that man’s entire family, he was a pain in the…”

“Wait,” Ben interrupted him. “I thought her father committed treason. What do you mean by saying you wiped his entire family?”

Augustus remained speechless, sending Ben a hard glare.

“Don’t tell me it is what I’m thinking, you framed him?”