by Alana Dyer
"Now go get Doc to look at that nose, we don't want it to heal crooked." The voice continues pacifying the angry Alpha male I have injured.
"Fine, but I get to punish her later uncle." Sam says and it hits me, the man is Ross, one of the elders that came to my house weeks ago.
"Fair enough, and when she gives you an heir I call being the next wolf that fucks her. It’s been a while since I’ve been deep inside someone so tender." Ross agrees coming to stand beside Sam and trail his fingers over my breast with lust filling in own eyes. I growl at the two men trying once again to break free only to get amused chuckles from these men.
"Don't struggle Laina, I want this perfect little body under my own withering at my touch as I fuck you into submission." Sam says a glint in his eyes while he stares down at me in amusement. Soon the two leave me alone while Sam tends to his broken nose and Ross goes to Goddess only knows where. I am trapped once again and I knew it but I needed to get out, get to my family and to safety. I sigh and close my eyes trying to open the mate bond and reach Tate, but nothing is there. Tears finally formed in my eyes as I think about my mate and our little girl, feeling the ring on my left hand for comfort. At lease Sam kept the engagement ring on my hand. My hair flows down my shoulder covering my mark and I wonder if this is so that no one sees I am mated. Breeders were supposed to be unmated females in the past. Taking any wolf who bears a mate mark is grounds for execution.
Realizing that I am back in this mess as a hostage now - as nothing more than a vessel to have pups – I let a few tears fall out. Hope that used to fill me to the brim from the freedom I gained with Tate starts to fade quickly. Unless a miracle happens I would be trapped here for the rest of my life never to see Tate, Julia or anyone else I call family back in Bloodsvain.
I must have dozed off in despair because the sound of the door opening causes me to wake with a start, the binds keeping me in place as I jump in fright.
"Hello Laina, you look healthy." Doctor Freelan says as he stares at my naked body, his hand resting on my abdomen.
"What do you want?" I growl out, getting a chuckle from him.
"Nothing just giving you a daily dose of wolfsbanes and the special serum you have already been acquainted with before." He replies with, bringing a needle into view and jabbing it into my arm as he injects the liquid into me. I feel a slight sting from the wolfsbanes causing me to wince. Even in small quantities this drug can cause harm to a werewolf and I was no exception as the pain from the injection causes me to whimper.
"Now relax, you will be feeling good soon. I'll send Sam up in an hour when your body is at its horniest and you are willing to participate in making our Alpha healthy pups again." With that he flicks his finger across my breast. I feel nothing but disgust as he chuckles and gets up, walking towards the door and leaving me alone again. I lay here on this bed, feeling the wolfsbanes make its way through my body, but nothing else. There is no intense heat like the first time the doctor injected me, no pain because my body craved to be touch, nothing. I smirk.
This could work to my advantage.
Closing my eyes I decide to rest a little longer considering the intense heat I expected never came. If there is a way I can uncover my mate mark maybe I could get free from this predicament easily. I know Doctor Freelan respected mates and the mate bond but that all about he respects next to the current Alpha. The door opened again and I knew that an hour had gone by as Sam's musk fills the room. He was horny and ready to take me by force this time.
"How do you feel?" His voice is husky as he tries to seduce me, moving in between my legs, rubbing his tip against my thigh. I don't answer him, my focus moving towards the door as it shuts, the doctor coming into view.
"Don't worry Laina, I am here to make sure he doesn't hurt you." Doctor Freelan reassures taking a seat on the lounge chair beside the door.
"How about you let me go instead!" I say harshly, gasping as I feel Sam push inside me, the pain coursing through my body. It feels like knives are cutting through my insides as I scream tears streaming from my eyes. "That shouldn't have hurt." Doctor Freelan muses confusedly standing to his feet. Sam ignores my pleas for him stop as blood flows out with each thrust inside me. I wanted this pain to end and prayed death would take me first. Pushing harder into me, Sam grunts with pleaser as I try my best to thrash around trying to get him away. I hear Doctor Freelan gasps the moment my hair falls away from my shoulder and onto the bed revealing Tate’s mate mark.
"Samuel Stop!" Doctor Freelan yells out, rushing towards the end of the bed and dragging Sam away from me. I cry as Sam’s length is pulled out of me feeling the stickiness of blood coating my legs. “Why did you stop me Freelan!” Sam growls out sending a punch across Doctor Freelan’s face. I feel the rage simmering off of Sam watching as the doctor tries his best to stand up to Sam.
“Do you know how long I’ve waited to fuck this bitch? A week! She’s been out cold for a week and no one would let me touch her until she woke up.” Sam continues to yell out his eyes turning red from rage. I do my best to make myself appear small not wanting to catch either men’s attention while the ripples of pain slowly die down. I did not want to go through that hell again.
“She is my women Freelan. I was there holding onto her body as she cried for the death of her parents and knew right then and there I wanted her. On her twelfth birthday I took her out in a dress that took everything in me not to fuck her in. My father and mother promised me that she would be mine and I would spend every moment with her as she grew up. I took her first kiss. I own her and her little body and with the blood of Crestfur Alphas running through her we would have created a stronger pack!” Same rants. It’s true with what he said about taking my first kiss. Chris and Jack had decided that since I was safe with Sam they took the day to themselves allowing me to stay at Sam’s house that night. I remember being shy since Alpha Blake and Luna Rose were out on pack business. Sam and I spent the night after returning to the pack in his room with me wearing one of his large T-shirt as a night shirt. We were watching the Titanic when I felt his eyes on me and as I turn to face him his lips found mine. He went slow at first, his hands wrapped around my waist until I found myself underneath him with his tongue swirling around my mouth and hand groping my blooming chest. He promised not to go far as I was too young to be mated but at the time I remember him sticking my hand deep into his pants showing me how to move as he continued to make out with me. Every now and then since that night Sam would send me an outfit to wear – outfits that I now realize revealed too much skin - and would take me out only for the night to end with us making out. It’s why I always believed we were mates. That he knew in the beginning I was his soul mate. Now I know that he was grooming me to be his breeder and sex toy to play with. This man is sick and used me as his own play toy and I played right into his hands the day he made me a breeder.
“I stopped you because she is mated. There is a reason why breeders are un-mated females. If a mated female is touched in any sexual way the action will kill her. It’s why she is bleeding!” Doctor Freelan states doing his best to hold Sam back from my body. Sam just scoffs at his words as his eyes rake over me once again his reaction causing Doctor Freelan to gasp in a mix of horror and shock. "But you knew that already." He gasps out, walking backwards to stand between me and Sam shielding my body from the angry Alpha wolf before us.
"Who is her mate Samuel Lightran?" The Doctor demands just as the door shatters open.
"I am."
Chapter 26
"I am." I smile despite the pain as Tate's voice reaches my ear, my heart soaring at the fact that my mate is here to save me. I turn my head to look at Sam, his face a ghostly white and I smile smugly. He is in a world of pain for pissing off my mate and kidnapping me.
"Sam! Bloodsvain, they're here." I hear Ross's words of warning he yells out to his nephew the elder’s heavy steps from the hall way carrying him into the room where he abruptly comes to a stop.
"Oh, Al
pha Tate how-" I hear a growl cutting off Ross’ sweetly fake greeting before the sound of flesh tearing apart and the smell of blood other than my own fills the air. Guess there will be an Elders position to fill soon.
"Look Tate, I was just taking back what is mine." Sam says with fear lacing his voice. Holding his hands in surrender Sam slowly backs away from the bed and away from me with Doctor Freelan continuing his protective stance in case Sam tries anything stupid. Tate slowly comes into view, his body splattered with blood but still so sexy. I’ve missed my mate so much.
"You okay Baby girl?" Tate asks, his eyes never leaving Sam's face. I feel the rage simmering around Tate’s body and I knew that by the time we leave this territory there will be no more Pinepaw in the werewolf world.
“No I’m not. I just want to be untied and go home.” I answer. Tate gives Doctor Freelan a look and the wolf soon busies himself by untying the knots that hold me tight. Even though I hate this wolf before me for drugging me for once I allow his touch as it brings me closer to freedom. Once all the ropes are untied I slowly sit up with the help of Doctor Freelan who backs away from me respectfully his head bowed.
“I didn’t know you were mated. If I knew I would have stepped in.” Doctor Freelan says remorsefully. But his remorse would not save him as Tate reaches out and clutches his throat. I focus on massaging my sore wrists and ankles now robbed raw from the ropes that were discarded in a heap. No sounds come from Doctor Freelan but I knew better than to look as the sounds of flesh once again tearing from another body resounds in the room. The loud sound of Freelan’s dead body hitting the ground echoes causing a panic stricken look on Sam’s face. His body is next and I anticipate the moment when he takes his last breath.
Tate moves quickly like a fluid dancer, the sound of bones crunching brings my attention that in the span of a second he has broken Sam’s nose. My eyes watch each movement my mate makes as he lands punch after punch to Sam’s face seeing for once the blood thirsty Alpha mothers use to scare their pups into behaving. Sam cries out in pain falling to his knees and causing the swell of happiness inside me to see him suffer. He deserves it.
Standing Sam lets out a blood thirsty growl through his rearranged face. It is evident that his nose and jaw are broken allowing his blood to drip down his chin and onto the hard wood floor. I watch Sam rushing towards Tate like a wounded rabid animal taking a final stand against an apex predator. But Tate just scoffs at Sam’s measly attempt as he dodges the weaker wolf. Sam’s movements become frantic while trying to claw at my mate but his movements are slow as if he is put into slow motion when faced against Tate. I could tell that Tate’s focus is to draw Sam away from me as they near the window on the opposite side of the room. With one last attempt at a successful attack Sam lunges into the air only for Tate to use his own momentum and sending Sam crashing into the window as his body pauses in midair before falling two stories onto the waiting concrete below.
I blink stunned at how Sam’s fate has turned out and when I open my eyes Tate is beside me, pulling me into his strong arms and kissing me passionately. Gone is the cold distant man from before reverting back into the loving mate I have gotten to know. His blood covered body coats the sticky red substance onto my naked one while our lips smash together for a few more seconds before we pull away panting.
"Baby I’ve missed you." He whimpers out, tears now flowing from his once cold hearted murdering alpha eyes to the soft ones only the pack and I would know. His forehead is pressed against my own while his body shakes with quiet sobs. He felt so fragile in my arms.
"I’ve missed you too." I whisper, my own tears falling from my face.
"It’s been a long week looking for you and getting the attack ready." Tate whisper and I stiffen.
"It’s been a week?" I ask shakily with the realization. I knew Sam was rambling on about me being asleep but I was too focused on the crippling pain to notice what he was saying.
"Yes baby that’s how long you were gone. He had you for a week and I spent every day trying to follow protocol before I was finally able to be let loose. How long did you think it was?" His face is filled with confusion while I clutch his shirt, my own tears flowing faster as sobs wrack my body.
"I thought it has only been a day!" I exclaim, my heart wrenching at the fact that I was here for a week and I didn't know it.
"Why would you-" He stops and sniffs my body and frowns as he wraps the blanket around me gently. I still felt weak and groggy from the drugs that have been used to incapacitate me.
"They used wolfbane on you." He growls out. I can only answer with a nod seeking comfort in his arms as I continue to sob. I wanted to go home now.
"It explains why I couldn't reach you and why you wouldn't know it’s been a week." He adds as he lifts me up gently. His arms cradle me close to his chest while he stands turning towards the empty door frame.
"Alpha Tate we have Samuel in custody." I watch as Mike comes into view with my blurry eyes catching him take in the blood soaked floors and broken window. He doesn’t seem fazed by the blood covering Tate while he sends a reassuring smile my way.
"Glad to see you're safe Luna Laina." He adds, bowing his head and moving out of the way to let Tate pass by with me in his arms.
"I would say have a clean-up crew in here but instead I want you to burn this place down. I need to get Laina to Rex." Tate orders, his hold on me tightening. I can feel his swirling emotions radiating off of him and I kiss his mark trying to calm my mate down. Mike nods in acknowledgement while Tate carries me down the stairs where more bodies litter the floor with puddles of blood pooling below them. As we near the front door the body count increases with many of them in wolf form.
"They tried to stop me from rescuing you." Tate informs me and I smile his eyes catching my curious gaze. I felt no fear knowing the damage my mate has caused instead I kiss his blood-stained cheek and smile lovingly at him.
"You came for me that is all that matters to me." I reassure Tate and snuggle into his embrace. Walking past the house he carries me down the street where our pack guards line the pavement till I find ourselves entering a field of wild flowers. Tents and vans scatter the field as make shift medical tents with a few wolves seeking treatment. It seems like there were no casualties from Bloodsvain and I smile in relief. I hated the thought of pack members dying for my sake. Rex spots us from his van as he was setting up materials for the next patient his eyes lighting up in happiness and relief before he rushes to our side and giving me a quick once over before we make our way towards his van. Tate sets me down gently on a metal table making sure the blanket is wrapped around my body keeping me warm from the cold fall wind.
"We have all the wolves from Pinepaw, pups included, in their pack house. Loren is watching over them with a few of our warriors." Rex informs the both of us putting on a pair of rubber gloves and readying medicine.
"Good we can take care of them soon. Laina has wolfsbane in her system do you think you can treat her.” I allow Tate to speak for me my body becoming heavy with exhaustion as I fight to stay awake. It’s been a long day and the idea of sleeping tucked safely beside Tate tempted me. Rex does a quick exam giving me some medication for the pain and informing Tate that I he was lucky he came when he did. I had to whisper out that Sam raped me and that Freelan had stepped in just in time causing a loud blood curdling growl to settle over the field from Tate his eyes fighting to not turn red.
“Laina will be fine Tate. The wolfsbane will need a few days to exit her system but nothing that will cause lasting damage.” Rex states with an exasperated sigh sending a small smile my way. I nod in acknowledgement at his words as I reach my hand out from under the blanket to clutch Tate’s feeling my mate visibly relax. I see relief in Rex’s eyes – probably because I stopped him from going rampant – before nodding for Rex to continue speaking.
“You can Take her home after we deal with Pinepaw and Samuel. You have the go ahead from the elders to do as you please with him.” Rex co
ntinues with a smirk, a tinge of blood thirstiness coming from the Doctor.
"My thoughts exactly! Sam will pay for what he’s done." Tate agrees kissing my forehead. Rex begins packing away his medical materials into the trunk whole my mate scoops me up into his arms once again climbing into the back of the vehicle and clutching me to him. I couldn’t help but sigh as familiar tingles spread from where his skin touches mine and close my eyes for a moment. The sound of the driver door opens with Rex climbing in and turning the engine to life and in moments the car moves. Leaving behind the Breeder Lane the car turns onto a familiar road that will take us to the pack house. I watch as houses pass by and the territory I used to run in brings back old memories. But Pinepaw is no longer my home and the feeling of being here makes my skin crawl with unease. I doze off on the drive to the pack house to be gently woken with a kiss from Tate, a soft smile on his face.
“It’s cold out baby so put this on. It’s one of the shirts you like to steal from me.” My hear flutters with the care from my mate as I let the blanket slide off my shoulder and Tate helps me dress. The long sleeve shirt is comfortable baggy and as I am helped by Rex to exit the van the shit falls almost to my knee. The warmth of the blanket is wrapped around me again by Tate blocking out the cold October wind. Members of our pack line the entrance and perimeter of Pinepaw’s pack house giving off an intimidating aura but I catch the look of relief in their eyes. Nodding to the wolves we pass our trio make are way into the pack house walking side by side to the grand ballroom. The first thing my eyes zero in on is the beaten and battered body of Sam on the center of the stage. He is tied to a sturdy metal chair slumped in defeat while blood drips from his wounds and two guards on either side of him – one I recognise as Alex. It is evident that bones are broken as one of Sam’s leg is at an odd angle, but I feel nothing for this wolf other than hate and disgust. Part of me had hoped he had died from his fall out of the window. But he will be dead before we leave; I just had a feeling of it.
