AMBER POV
He's really doing it. He is taking me back. I don't think my brain has worked adequately through my shock yet, but I am excited. I can't wait to see dad and maybe even Kenny. I miss them so so so much.
"My pack won't be in North America any more...but I. I will be close by. I have stuff to do here, so I won't be leaving for some time," Lucian says in a low voice, drawing my attention away from the passing trees.
"Okay," I reply in an unsure voice.
I'm still confused about how I should behave around this man, and I never know how he wants me to respond or what mood he is in.
"I know you probably won't, but I will leave my number with your father so that you can call me. I will never be far," Lucian says in an even lower voice.
I pull my eyebrows together as I take in his rugged features.
"Okay
AMBER POV It's been thirty minutes since Lucian left, and already I feel out of place in my father's new home. After dad and I hugged at the door, Lucian left, but not before threatening Thatcher. He let him know that he had broken werewolf law by revealing them to the world, and as an Alpha, he would be hunting him to kill him, as are the other Alpha's. Once Lucian disappeared, so did my dad and Thatcher. They locked themselves up in father's new office and told me to go watch something on TV...Like nothing they were talking about involved me, which is a lie. Anything they discuss involves me if it pertains to werewolves. Ever since I learned that pups have died because of what dad and Thatcher did, I have felt guilty. I know they decided to out werewolves because of me, which makes me somewhat responsible for their deaths. I unders
AMBER POV Rated R "Amber, Amber, sweetheart. Can you hear me, honey? Oh please, Amber, wake up honey," Dad whispers from right next to me, and I jump awake. I try to squirm, but I instantly realize I can't. I look down to find myself tied tightly to an office chair. I immediately panic. I start thrashing back and forth, but the movements are no use. Thatcher is skilled with knots. I should know I saw him apply his talents a thousand times in Alaska. "Dad, what's happening," I finally cry before actually looking over to see him in an identical situation. I gasp at my father's beaten appearance. "Daddy," I whisper, and my father tries to smile even though his swollen face is obviously hurting him."I'm okay, honey...just a few bruises. Nothing compared to the last time I stood up to one of them," Dad says, and
AMBER POV Blood drips down the sides of my neck as Thatcher's hands rub themselves all over my exposed body. From my butt cheeks to my thighs and breasts...nothing is off-limits to him in this position. I feel so vulnerable and alone. My sobs choke me as realization sets in. I can't even beg for mercy as Thatcher gets closer and closer to my vagina. I can feel the heat rising from his genitals, hitting my sensitive skin, and my breathing spikes even higher. I am practically hyperventilating while sobbing. But what else can I do? I can't fight. He is holding my neck! What do I do? What can I do? More tears pour down my face as utter despair consumes me. My brain is coming up with no solution on how to save myself. I feel something hot and hard poke at my vagina, and I scream just as the door to my father's office explodes ap
AMBER POV When Lucian comes back into the room, I expect to see my knight in shining armor, but instead, the look on his face reminds me of the first time I ever saw him. The look when he was staring at me with his gun pressed to the back of "other" Amber's head. "What's wrong," I ask, even though the situation all around us is wrong. I mean, my dad's body is in the other room, and I was just seconds away from being raped, so a lot is wrong. But Lucian was not like this before he walked off. He was actually pretty calm. "Thatcher...that pervert took pictures of you," Lucian growls, and my eyes drop down to his hand. A stack of at least thirty pictures are being crushed in his fist, obscuring my view, but I can still see the pink color of flesh printed on a few. A knot twists in my stomach as I go to step towards Lucian, but he
LUCIAN/BEAST POV Solitude. Protection. Solitude and protection. I need the pack. I need my mate to be surrounded by security while I comfort her. The pack is two hours away, and the quickest path involves humans and highways. But I can't lead humans to pack...must take a slower way. My mental capacity falls lower as Amber's tears begin to make rivers through my dark fur. My arms squeeze her tighter as my body tries to communicate my protection wordlessly. It's as if her mental breakdown is causing me to go complete animal. All of my basic instincts are returning from pup hood. The only cognitive thought I can think of is "get to pack." I need to get to the pack. I need to have my comrades around me so I can adequately provide for Amber. So while my focus is on her protection, their focus can be on our protection. A doub
LUCIAN POV "What will you do with them," Amber asks as soon as we get to my office. Different ideas pop into my mind, but none are truly ideal. I need more time to decide. I don't want to decide too quickly and make the wrong choices again. "I'm not sure. I don't want to leave them high and dry, but I can't risk the pack by not relocating tomorrow. Brazil is our best bet," I explain while heading towards my desk. "Umm. Can you...can you put on some clothes please," Amber asks while getting a good view of my butt, and I smirk before nodding. I open a drawer and pull on the gym shorts I keep there before turning back towards her. My eyes zero in on the fatigue under her eyes and the dried blood on the sides of her neck. And my amused attitude immediately evaporates. Remorse punctures my soul and guilt pract
AMBER POV "What will you do with them," I ask as soon as we make it to Lucian's office. "I'm not sure. I don't want to leave them high and dry, but I can't risk the pack by not relocating tomorrow. Brazil is our best bet," he says while walking butt naked towards his desk. My cheeks blush a little as I check out his muscular back and tight butt. I have no idea how old Lucian is, but he is definitely all man. Maybe I shouldn't be kissing him...I'm only a sophomore in high school. Oh my gosh...I made out with a man. A naked man! "Umm. Can you...can you put on some clothes please," I ask as I begin to feel more uncomfortable rather than attracted. He nods and immediately opens a drawer to his desk. He pulls out a pair of gym shorts and tugs them on before facing me again. When he does, his happy demeanor seems to shift instantly. His eyes roam over m
AMBER POV "And they are okay with all of them coming," Kohn asks as we watch pack member after pack member board a private plane that is massive. After last night I am still a little annoyed at Kohn for causing more friction between Amber and I. I am his Alpha. He might be my friend, but I miss the days in which he feared me. "Kohn, do not question me again. I have fixed the situation. The females are coming with us. I still haven't forgotten last night," Lucian growls, and a shudder runs down my back at the memory. "Where will the pups be," I ask curiously, trying to pull Lucian's attention to me. I don't want him trying to submit Kohn on the asphalt. I am so tired of seeing violence. "In the cargo hold. Our lives will be very different in Brazil. Much of our material possessions won't be c