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BLOOD BOND: TIED TO MY ALPHA

She saved his life.He rejected her as his mate. Rebekka is a slave girl born into the bloodshed of the Hex Wars. She'd long accepted she'd die in chains-until she pulled Alpha heir Stephan from the brink of death, only for him to cast her aside like she was nothing. That's when Damon finds her. Dark, fiercely possessive, with a past buried in secrets, he's the first person to ever protect her. The first to see her as more than a slave. He says she belongs to him. But Stephan is back, rabid to win her back. Her fated mate will burn the world down for a second chance, and the unbreakable blood bond between them tugs at her with every breath. Torn between the man bound to her by blood, and the man who gave her a reason to live, her choice will make or break the war.Does she come out of this alive or does the forces against her succeed in claiming her power for themselves as the war reaches its climax.
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Chapter 4

Chapter 4: Ditch

STEPHAN

"Isn't that low life girl that you kicked out now the one that saved your life, Stephan?" Claude, the son of one of my father's betas asked and laughed loudly.

What?

My eyes narrowed.

I turned back to take another look at the weird girl that just accosted me out of nowhere but she was nowhere to be found, she must have taken off.

Wait, was that the girl that saved my life with her blood? No way... Claude must have been pulling my legs.

"Haha, very funny Claude, you have outdone yourself this time around!" I was not smiling.

Claude looked at me with disbelief, "Wait, don't tell me you don't even know who saved you?" he chuckled.

I stifled a growl, was he being serious right now? I looked back again, in a faint hope that I would catch another glimpse of her but she was gone.

The party was back to full boom now and people were swaying and bobbing to the beat with plastic cups in their hands.

If I saw her again, would I even recognize her? I doubted it.

"Wow, Stephan, that's another level even for you," Claude added.

"Shut your mouth and go get me another drink!" I barked at him.

Claude giggled and then bowed mockingly, "Yes my alpha... to be." He laughed out loud and then ran off.

No one else would have gotten away with that but Claude was like a brother to me, we had been tight since childhood.

"Baby!" a worried voice came from behind.

I turned around.

"I warned you not to go, didn't I? I told you I had a bad feeling about it, now look at you," Vanessa put hands on my face and began turning it from side to side, her eyes wide with worry.

I grabbed her fingers and slowly brought her hands away from my face, "I am fine, okay... good as new, didn't even leave a scar!"

"Liar, let me see!" she pouted.

A naughty sneer formed on my lips, "You just want to see me naked," I said.

"Oh please! Like I haven't already seen it all before," she slapped my arm playfully, "Show me!"

I hiked up my shirt and pointed to my side which had a long lethal injury not so long ago, "See, no scar... Whoever that girl was, her blood healed me up so well."

Vanessa was staring at me and frowning, "Well, whoever she was, I'm sure your dad settled her fairly, you don't have to be drooling about it!"

I sighed and dropped my shirt down, "I'm not drooling!"

If that was really the girl that saved me, then I had fucked up badly with the way I treated her. I needed to remedy that.

"So what happened? How did you get injured," Vanessa was still looking at me, she slowly grabbed and squeezed my hand bringing me away from my thoughts back to the party and her.

"I'm sure you have heard all about it from Sophia and the rest of the gossips you call friends."

"That's not a nice thing to say about my girls," she pouted.

I sneered, "I didn't lie, did I?"

"I want to hear it from you," she said, avoiding the question.

"It was supposed to be a routine hunt but then we were attacked by warlocks, I got injured in the attack."

"Is that all? C'mon Stephan you always do this!"

"What? What more do you want to know?" I raised my hands in gesticulation.

"You are the alpha's son, no ordinary person can give you such an injury, what really happened."

I walked past her then stopped, "I don't know what you want me to say, Nessa. Maybe I got careless."

She nodded, "Maybe you got careless..." she repeated, "Fine, be that way," she turned and bumped into me as she stormed off.

"Hey Nessa," Claude waved as he approached with two plastic cups.

She ignored him and kept walking.

He whistled after her, checking her out before looking at me, he shook his head, "I don't know why they keep coming back, I mean, what do they see in you?"

He handed me a cup.

I took it and downed it quickly, "Was that really her, man?"

"Who? Oh, you mean your savior? Yeah man... that was really her!"

"Damn it!" I clenched my fist, "You should have told me, man!"

"Chill, she is a nobody, why are you getting worked up?"

Claude was right, by her clothes and the way she carried herself, she was a nobody, why was I getting worked up?

"I need to find her, man," I said, handing the empty cup back to him and taking his drink.

He scoffed, then looked at me, his eyes narrowed, "You are serious?"

There was a sudden surge within me and then my heart started beating intently, my breath became labored.

Claude got to me in seconds, "What's wrong man, you are scaring me."

I held onto his shoulder for support, "I have to find her!" I repeated and then pushed him aside and stumbled out of the party.

"Stephan!" Claude shouted after me for a while but when I didn't stop he gave up.

I didn't know what it was, it felt like I was scared, my body was showing symptoms of fear but my mind was telling me that there was nothing around to be scared of, what the hell was going on?

All I knew despite the disconnection between my mind and body was that I needed to find that girl... I could feel it, the answers that I needed lay with her.

A gust of wind blew and with it came a strange scent. I caught a whiff of it, it was feminine, I could tell and I had a strong feeling that it was hers and that it would lead me to her.  So I began following it, moving as fast as I could.

I came just in time to see her talking with a tall... handsome gentleman.

I paused in the woods and looked on.

He was standing too close to her, for some reason, it made my blood boil.

"From today, you are mine," he said to her.

Before I could process what that meant, he kissed her under the moonlight!

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