Hunter

When we finally reach the pack, it’s already past midnight. The journey was peaceful; my mate has fallen asleep on my back. My mom has also remained unconscious, but the soft breaths I heard on the way confirmed that she’s been sleeping. Dad mind linked everyone to stay inside, saying that we retrieved their Luna but she’s sleeping so they can see her after she wakes up.

I see Theo and Liam get out of the house to help us with our mates. The rest of the guys leave to their respective houses, seeing that everything’s fine now.

Theo helps get Skye off my back, so I can shift, while Liam helps mom. Dad shifts and we carry our mates inside.

Skye wakes up in my arms with a start, gasping in shock when she sees me. I feel her body tense, as she glances around the hallway.

“Shh, little mate, you’re okay. I’m taking you to my room so you can rest. Well, after we get you clean.” I smile lovingly at her, not showing her how pissed I am with the smell of other men on her.

“W-Where am I?”

“At my parents’ house. Don’t worry, no one will hurt you here.”

“H-How do you know that?” She’s so scared she can’t even speak without stuttering.

“Because I’m the future Alpha.” Her eyes widen even further when she hears that, whimpering in fear. I lock the door to my room and sit on the edge of the bed, putting my mate on my lap so she straddles me.

“Hey, what is it? There’s no need to be scared.” I try to soothe her, but she’s inconsolable, trembling and gasping for breath. I crush her to my chest, caressing her hair and back, whispering sweet nothings into her ear.

After what seems like an eternity she finally calms down.

“What made you so scared, little mate? You were fine earlier…” I question softly, trying not to scare her further.

“Y-You’re an Alpha. Alphas are evil.” She whimpers.

“What do you mean? Who taught you that?” I ask flabbergasted. What does she mean Alphas are evil? Does she think I’m evil too?

“T-There was an alpha. H-he hurt me a lot. He was the m-most brutal. Alphas are evil!” She cries out in fear. I keep her in my embrace, smothering her dark brown tresses with kisses and gentle touches. She needs to realize I’m not going to hurt her.

“I will never hurt you, my love. You’re my mate. There is no need to be scared. And once I find this Alpha that hurt you, I’m going to tear him limb from limb before I rip his head off. No one has the right to hurt you or even touch you.” I sternly tell her, cupping her cheeks and tilting her head slightly so she can see the sincerity in my eyes.

“Let’s get you clean, so you can rest. I can see you’re tired.” I change the topic, getting a shy nod in response. I give my mate a wide smile and carry her to my bathroom. I don’t let her go as I wait for the water to get warm. I gently take off her shirt once we’re both standing in the shower. Skye tries to cover herself from me, but I don’t let her. Lathering the washcloth with soap, I clean my mate’s body with gentle touch, caressing her smooth skin with my fingers before running them through her hair. She sighs in content as I work the shampoo into her hair, making me grin. She’s so responsive even when she’s scared.

I know she can feel the tingles caused by our touch, I could smell her wolf. I’m not sure why, but its scent is really weak. Had I been an average werewolf, I would’ve thought she’s a human. Not that I would’ve minded, I would still love her just the same.

‘Give me my mate, Hunter! I want her too!’ Red snarls at me in my head.

‘Later. We don’t want to scare her.’ I try to calm him down, he’s been quite agitated all the way here.

He backs off with an angry huff, and I snap my attention back to my mate, who looks at me with curious eyes.

“I’m sorry, my love, I was just speaking to my wolf.” I caress her cheek with my thumb.

I notice my mate’s eyes droop as she fights to stay awake, so I decide to cut the shower short. I rinse her off and wrap her in a big towel. I carry her back to my bedroom, where I help her get dressed in my shirt and boxers.

Once I see her in my clothes, I begin to understand why my dad was always so adamant about mom wearing his shirts all the time. It is incredibly satisfying to see my woman in my clothing.

After I’m done, I gently pick up my mate – thankfully she doesn’t object – and lay her on the bed. I pull up the covers up to her chin and cradle her in my arms, kissing the side of her head.

Leo

My Angel is still asleep when we arrive at the pack. I take her to our bedroom, telling my sons to go back to their rooms. I carry my little queen to the bathroom, gently placing her in the tub. While it fills with water, I prepare the towels and undress my Angel. There’s not much to take off her, just Aiden’s shirt, some scrap of fabric that was wrapped around her chest and her underwear.

Just thinking about that fucker from earlier touching what’s mine makes my blood boil. The only consolation I got is that there’s no scent of arousal or man’s seed on my woman. I have no idea what I would do if there was.

I clean up my Angel before drying her off and taking her to bed. She’s lost a lot of weight over the week, I can actually feel her ribs poking through her skin. Those fuckers really tortured her. I will kill that fucking boss, but first I’ll torture him till he begs for death.

I keep my little queen close to me, the soothing tingles are the only thing that keep Demon’s fury at bay.

My Angel sleeps for over 3 days straight. I keep checking up on her, concerned that this will affect her health. Her wounds are already healed, but I’m still worried. First she’s being beaten and starved for a week then she goes into bloodlust, and then she stays asleep for almost 4 days now.

I’m sitting in my office with Hunter, Skye and Aiden, while Shane and Asher stay with my queen so she’s not alone if she wakes up.

Skye recounts everything that happened since my Angel was taken. Whenever I growl in frustration and anger, she whimpers and hides further into Hunter’s shirt. Guess she finds his presence comforting.

We also learned that the boss of the facility is actually her father. After hearing what he’s been doing to her I had to literally leave the office and find my Angel to calm down both my wolf and myself. I held her close to my chest, just inhaling her scent and nuzzling my face into her hair. That son of a bitch will not get an easy death, that’s for sure.

I feel my queen stir in my hold, so I pull away slightly, still not letting go of her. “Angel?”

“I’m hungry.” She leans her head against my chest, sighing tiredly. I chuckle in amusement; she’s my adorable Angel.

“But I want something else first. I need you to erase that fucker’s touch from my body.” I give her a heavy look and quickly mind link our sons and the guys outside to leave the house for the day.

They do not want to hear us.