Chilli POV "You have the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen," I coo, rocking this bundle of joy in my arms, "yes you do, my little angel," kissing my baby's forehead so softly, so gently, it probably feels like a feather brushing against her delicate skin. She looks up at me and smiles, her little face full of joy and happiness at seeing her mummy. 'You are mine, all mine and I'm never letting you go,' I think to myself, 'I will fight for you, die for you, kill to protect you, my little angel.' She looks so much like me at that age, and her eyes are like mine but also Elias's. She is perfect. As I lose myself in the cuteness of her features, in the love I have for her, the ground starts to shake around us. I clutch her close to my chest, fear and the need to protect her spiking, stinging my nerves, looking around as my surroundings vibrate viciously and crack, sending dust up into the air. I cough as I'm bumped up and off of my seat, falling forward onto the floor. I land on my knee
Fuck this and fuck her, I have nothing left to lose. If I'm going down I'm dragging her with me.The door swings open with an old metal sound, as it squeaks a high pitched squeal, just narrowly missing the top of my head. She stands above me, looking down at me with a cruel smile,"Hello Charlotte," she says with the nastiest bedside manner voice I've ever heard, "what are you doing down there?" She asks like I'm a fucking child. Glancing up at her and then away, not caring to give her the time of day to look at her face or answer that stupid bloody question. She continues as if I've answered her, "well, you'll catch your death on the cold floor like that, get up," acting all nicey nice but I just roll my eyes at her, not playing her games. "I said get up," she spits through gritted teeth as she kicks me, I wince but that's it, not wanting to give her the satisfaction of showing too much pain."Where is my father? Does he know or even care where I am or what you are doing with me?' I
Days or maybe even weeks pass and Pauline stops by every few days to feed and hydrate me, although what she gives me I wouldn't classify as completely edible. These deliveries of substance aren't given without a price, without her torment. I've noticed the more pleasure she gets from watching me suffer and squirm, the more food and water I get. It is like a fucked up reward system. So I swallow my pride and play the game, the more I play along and make it seem like she is getting to me, the more I get. 'This is for you, my angel.' I think each time. The jokes on Pauline anyway, she thinks it's real, she thinks it is working. I have to fight the urge to laugh and giggle at her sometimes, or I'd give it all away. I have to laugh, if I don't, I think I might just cry.One of the days after she'd thrown the smallest disposable water bottle I'd ever seen at me, and dished out some verbal abuse disguised as a mind game. Taking a drink, I think at myself, 'Drink up little one,' to which th
Pauline would come back and see me every few days, normally not long after the beatings have been dished out by the men who are obviously working for her. She'll act all sweet and nice by tending to my wounds, giving me food and water, then apologising for the lack of it or the mistreatment I've endured. I have no idea what the crazy bitch is up to, but I don't like it or trust her. Okay, yes, I let her treat my wounds and I eat the food, but that's only so I don't get an infection or starve. With the small amount of food and water I am consuming, I am not able to heal myself properly and if I have any hope of getting out of this place, any hope of finding Chilli, of retaking my pack, I need my strength back as much as possible. So I reluctantly play along, whiles submerging my mind and heart in the thoughts, memories and feelings I have for and of my Chilli. The sound of her sweet voice, the feel of her lips against mine, the sensual aroma of her skin, just keeping her in
Now I know, now I know he is here! Elias is alive and here somewhere. I heard him, I heard him howl, I heard his pain. There is hope again, I have hope again. I just wish there was a way I could communicate with him to let him know I am here, that I am okay, well, alive. Shit, I didn't know what had happened to him or where he was. I hoped and wished he would be out there, safe, and searching for me, not locked away from me, like me, with her. What is she doing with and to him? Mind games? Definitely. But doubtful they are anything like mine. Okay, focus, how am I going to let him know I'm here too? I can't talk to him, but maybe I can send him some sort of message, but how? I need something, someone who has contact with both of us .... shit, Pauline! But how? It's not like I can give her a note to pass on to him or hide it on her, plus I don't have anything to write on or with. Think Chilli, think. As I run my fingers through my hair, I feel something wet. Pulling my hand away
Elias POV Lying in a heap on the floor and everything hurts, my ribs are probably broken again, my top lip and one of my eyes feel swollen. "Fuck," I whisper, using the cold ground to soothe the pain and reduce the swelling of my bruises. Five ... four ... three ... two ... one."Oh my dear, what have they done to you this time." She swoons, entering my room like clockwork. I groan at her presence, I think I'd rather starve or endure another beating than have to deal with her craziness. I've just been beaten an inch from my life, I could do without the flirty, googly eyes of Pauline, trying to play good cop and nurse with me after. "Fuck off," I whisper,"What was that?" She asks, clearly not hearing me,"Nothing," I sigh, not having the strength to talk or argue with her today. I hold back my growl as she kneels down beside me to lift my head up, helping me drink, I don't like it when she touches me, it makes my skin crawl. But as I accept the w
Struggling to suppress the panic and worry in me as I can smell his blood wafting through the cracks in the door frame. He's been shot! He's hurt, injured! As I force myself to breathe and calm down, I eventually notice my hands are throbbing, stinging where the skin is broken, black and blue from the repeated impacts with the door. But I don't care, not even that I'm bleeding, I am just happy to be feeling something, happy in the knowledge that Elias is alive and we know each other are here. As the adrenaline starts to wear off, I can feel how much damage I have done to my hands. Inspecting them now as they drip with blood, the red aroma filtering up to my nose, filling my nostrils with the smell of my blood. Hu? It smells weird, different. Is that the crap Pauline pumped me full of still lingering in my system? No, the smell doesn't burn, it's more ... natural, like a ... hormone? Alarm bells sound off in my head as something clicks. 'You idiot!' I snap at myself, 'crap!
I hear a voice, an angelic, sweet, soothing voice, whisper my name, "Elias... Elias," I open my eyes to see Chilli leaning over me. Her eyes are watery as though she was about to cry, but the rest of her face looks happy as she bores a huge smile."Chilli?" I croke, shock and delight fills me, "oh my goddess, Chilli!" I sit up and pull her into an embrace, squeezing her so tight she might pop, but she holds onto me unwanting to let go until she whispers, "ooo, watch the baby," with a giggle. I let go and hold her shoulders at arms length and look down to behold a baby bump, she's ... pregnant?! "Baby? Your pregnant!" I exclaim with pure joy and happiness, by the size of her, she is pretty far along and out of the danger zone. "Chilli, this is fantastic... arrah!" I cry as I try to move my leg, in all the excitement I forgot about the gun shot wound. Her eyes move to my leg along with her hands."Oh huni, let me fix that," she says softly, but I see no med
Elias POV I look up and watch as Chilli steps out from the en suite, wraped in just a towel, making her way towards her dressing table as I lay on our bed where I was just aimlessly flicking through my phone. Taking a seat and opening its draw, she removes a single, plastic pot housing her facial cream and unscrews its lid. It's nothing fancy, not expensive, its just a simple, none branded, vitamin E night cream.I continue to ovserve as she dips two fingers into the pale lotion and looks into the mirror, to then slowly drag said fingers down her face, starting at her forhead, gliding smoothly along her nose and then finishing with a dab on her chin. She then wipes a bit of the remainder on each cheek before replacing the lid and putting it back in its draw. My eyes are fixed to her as she slowly but firmly works the cream into her skin, taking extra care near and around her eyes. Her finger tips caress over her own face and down her neck, over my mark on her neck
Chilli POV Perching under a tree with Chant as we take a break from sparring whislts our mates for some reason decide to chop some fire wood. I find it amusing and humble how as the alpha he likes and enjoys chopping fire wood for the pack house, no job is to small for our mighty leader.Chant's seductive eyes never leave her mate as he swings the axe up into the air, where it seems to pause for the briefest of seconds before falling down onto a chunk of wood, spilting it into two. The whole movement and process is magical, so smooth and artistic like poetry. I had watched my own mate for a time, admiring his tensing biceps with every swing, the beauty of his movements and strength of the action, but now I'm just leaning back against the tree's trunk with my eyes shut, listening to the beautiful rhythmic sound of the wood splitting, of metal against nature, somehow for some reason I find it peaceful as I smirk at the thought of Chant lustfully gazing at Jay, it al
Elias POV That was brutal, oh my goddess do I hurt, I haven't hurt this much from training since, shit, I don't know when. Sure, I was mad and needed to work it off, but fuck me, Chilli was livid, she was masking it well, I mean, wow. My ass hurts. I had to use all my strength to stay on my feet, especially after I hit the ground hard the first few times of her kicking and taking me down. Once she swept my legs out from underneath me, my wolf instincts took over just so I could stay on my feet. I think I pulled something that time, thank the goddess for wolf healing, cos my left ass cheek and leg are killing me. With Chant now paired with Chilli and Erin and Leroy working together, that leaves me with Jay, who is as good as his mate, oh dear. I sigh inwardly as we step away from the others to train, I can spar and keep up with anyone, I'm alpha afterall, but after the beating I've just endured, I'd prefer a nice easy spar, but hay ho, lets do this. Thankfully, Jay see
Chilli POV Finally everyone is out on the field, we can get started. I am needing to hit something. Elias insist on sparring with me first and to Erin's relief but Chant's dismay, I agree. Which just leaves the others to pair up, one of them did suggest mate paring but the guys seems a little bit wary so it's girls vs girls and guys vs guys. For now anyway. After a fairly rough spar with Elias, I finally start to calm down and release my rage, which I guess was his plan, so I don't feel gilty later now if I cause anyone else major harm. Clearly sensing this, Elias allows us to switch partners and Chant and I go straight to each other, to which the rest of the group chuckle at our predictableness. Chant and I exchange a sinister grin as the others repair up, Elais with Jay and Erin with Leroy. I mirror Chant as she raises her arms up into a defensive stance, declaring she is ready, a smile growing on her face. As we stare down on each other I am reminded of our rematch
"You know there was no way he would accept and train with us," Leroy says once we are alone and with just our own pack members, "I know, but it was fun and satisfying to embarrass him like that, the look on his face at the mere thought of it was golden. To watch him squirm." I can't help but let out an enormous laugh, to which Chilli shoots me evil eyes for finding any of this so amusing. "What?" I chuckle at her before pulling myself together because if looks could kill. I had to laugh, if I didn't I think I would have lost it, plus it felt so good, too good to put Jordan down a bit like that in such a slight way in front of the others. However, by Chilli's facial expression, she does not agree, goddess, did I want to kill him, thankfully in a way he did say no, or we would have had a dead alpha on our hands and territory. "Come on, your telling me you didn't want a chance at hitting him?" I ask her in a teasing way, she looks at me whislt crossing her arms across he
"I hear some incorrect information has reached the ears of my children," "Oh, and what's that got to do with us? Idle gossip is not what these meetings are for." "No, not normally, but," she pauses for the briefest of moments to adjust her tone and the ferocity of her words, "but when it comes to petty, stupid, horrible lies about my family, my children, then you and I have a problem! A big problem!" He nearly chuckles in her face as he asks half heartedly,"Pray tell what are these so called insults?""A spare heir, a baby," she lists off the tamer ones first, working up to the biggest and worst one, before she stops again as I feel a heat burning off of her directed straight at Jorden, "and an inbreed!" The room falls silent after everyone gasps and shoot death stares at the alpha. A low growl escapes from mine, Erin and Leroy throats, our protectiveness taking over. Jordan looks like he doesn't know weather to laugh or bite back."Jordan!" One of the ot
Jordan holds his hands up in defence as I take a few deep breaths to calm myself before turning to the rest of the room to acknowledge our other guests. "Alpha Jonathan, Luna Suzie, beta Willow, sorry for my tardiness, how is Maxwell?" I ask taking my seat next to Elias, pushing my anger down for now, eyeing up Jordan in the cornor of my eye, I'm not done with you yet, I think to myself."No problem Luna Winters, father is doing well and thoroughly enjoying his retirement," he smiles with a nod of his head, which we return, "thank you for asking." Jonathan took over as alpha of the west pack two years ago with his mate Suzie and appointed Willow Steal as the first female beta of the west pack. She is a strong minded woman with a powerful right hook."Alpha Alex, Luna Ela and beta Karl, welcome and thank you for coming today," Elias smiles to the leaders of the Spring rise pack from the south, who joined our alliance about four years ago.With the greetings done and out of the way, we
The drive to school is a pretty normal one, we talk, sing and laugh all the way there, forgetting about any and all problems the day may have already brought. Once there and out of the car, we all walk hand in hand with Marcus in the middle, through the blue painted gates."Luna," the teacher on the gate addresses me with a nod of the head, as does any other adult that comes into eye contact with me. I smile back and return their nods.Like always, even though we come to Lily's class room first, we walk Marcus around to his first at her insistence, she says its part of her job to look out for him to make sure herself she sees him to his door. It warms my heart the care and love they have for each other. As I kiss my son goodbye and he hugs his sister, I take note of the other high ranking children from other packs, sitting at their tables ready for the lessons to begin. Future alpha's, beta's and Luna's all learning together including Tammy and Willow, Erin and Leroy's twins who are a
Chilli POVEleven years later"Lilith Kay Rosalee Winters! Get your furry tail out here now! Don't make me call you again!" I call out by the front door as I wait for my ten year old to take her to school. "Mummy, is Li-li in tuble?""She will be if she doesn't hurry up sweetpea,""Oh,""Lily!" I shout again,"I'm coming, I'm coming," my oldest calls back at me, jeez, ten going on fifteen, she's acting like a teenager, where does the time go? It feels like only yesterday that she fitted in my arms as I rocked her, singing her back to sleep.Take me home tonight, I'd do anything with you, buy a bottle of whiskey, we'll get matching tattoos, tell me that you love me, let me drive your car, we can sit 'til morning light, just countin' every star, 'cause if there's a hell, I'll meet you there, and if there's a heaven, they're serving beer, and if you're an angel, then I must be high, if there's a church, It's rock 'n roll, if there's