The room used to be a dungeon made of steel, and laced in depth with wolfs bane. It was used to keep humans that former alphas had agreed to be hospitable to, to protect them from savage wolves and rogues.
Alpha Axton could control himself, but he knew even Beta Scott wouldn't be able to. Natalia would be in danger if he leaves her there alone, because even if wolfs bane weakened them and they wouldn't get inside, just the thought of them coming at her would scare her.
To him, she was like a rosebud in it's most delicate stage, and protecting her was like protecting himself.
The sun rose steadily, and he sat there on his bed, feeling his energy renew. He always felt very good just after she manages to revive him, and he hoped he would be able to protect her tonight. He had to. As much as for her, and for himself.
