Helen POV“Dammit, Helen!” Justin roared.This fight wasn’t ending anytime soon. He stood from his chair, throwing it across the kitchen.“Fuck! I’m sorry!” he screamed. “Dammit! I can’t fucking believe—”“Stop,” I cried. “It’s fine, Justin, please—”“IT’S NOT FINE!”I shuddered, backing away on the floor. He lifted the table easily, breaking it against the counters nearby. I flinched, knowing he would never intentionally hurt me.I felt the remainder of my wet core still pooling from between my legs.He tipped his nose in the air, eyes darting straight to my pinched thighs on the floor. He hit the ground, forcing my legs apart and I fell onto my back, panting in embarrassment.“You’re bleeding,” he groaned, eyes lit with fire. “Oh moon goddess, you’re bleeding. It was too much, too big, and I fucked you anyways.”“Don’t be mad,” I begged. “Please, Justin, I wanted it! I enjoyed it!”He sneered standing as he backed away from me. “You enjoyed it? Psh! Please! You are hurt because of t
Helen POVRusso is patting his wound dry on his arm, a mark from being handled so roughly by Alpha Justin when he arrived. He shouldn’t have come here, he knew that, but he is a meek guest in our rather disheveled kitchen, lapping water of his bleeding arm.“What happened in here, anyways?” The Fae asked, spying the broken table and chairs, not to mention a little bit of blood on the tile. “Looks like there was one hell of a fight.”“There was,” Justin groaned, readjusting me on his lap. There was only one chair left after the battle that occurred in here and we’d decided to share it while Russo tended to his arm. “It’s been a rough couple of weeks since you betrayed us.”Russo froze, looking out the kitchen window in hesitant silence.“Justin, please,” I whispered, not wanting to bring this entire argument back up to the surface again. “Try to be somewhat merciful.”“Pardon me,” Justin purred, looking through Russo. “My mate is a little more forgiving than I am. Especially lately, si
Helen POVI stepped back, cocking my head at the little mortal on the couch, before staring off into the foyer for Ezequiel. Her half-brother seemed just as confused as I did.“Did—did you know about this?”Ezequiel shook his head in dismissal. “I had no idea, Luna. I’ve never met her father. If she is a wizard then that means her father had to be one, and we never talked about him much.”“So weird,” I furrowed, watching Martha gasp and sweat profusely. “So, what’s the sickness? Wizards don’t go into heat, Gwen. What’s wrong with her?”“There’s some kind of curse at play,” the healer hummed. “I know from the Beta that King Juden has taken the wizards to his pack lands and I think he used a calling spell to make them stay there. Whatever it is, it’s calling for her to leave this place and join her clan.”“No,” I snapped. “She can’t go to Alpha King Juden, he will do nothing but harm her. She has to stay here. Is there anything you can do to help her?”“She’s not of our kind,” Gwen said
Helen POVRandy didn’t attempt to stop me. He sprinted along side me in his wolfen form, my coat the brightest, purest shade it’s ever looked. I felt so free in this form.I just had to make sure I would stay free, or Justin’s Lycan would behead me for defying him.We ran alongside the warriors, staying on the rim of the mountains so we wouldn’t be seen or have our scent picked up by our pack. Randy hung behind me, the two of skidding to a stop when we could lay eyes on Martha.She was walking in a dazed fog into Alpha King Juden’s pack grounds. I watched our pack stop, hiding as the warriors of Lone Wolf surrounded Martha. They didn’t intervene, just let her walk toward the Alpha King’s estate.Randy’s paw swiped at my back leg but I ignored him, prowling forward and using the bush as cover. I snuck into the pack grounds, seeing Martha take the stairs down to the barracks below the house.I could see the purple, luminescence colors splayed out over the walls, bursting through the win
Helen POVI backed up further against the far wall, watching the Alpha King every carefully. “What—What are you talking about?”He snickered a waved a hand in the air, as though in dismissal of my concern. “Relax, Luna, I’ve got it all figured out. I can’t possibly kill me son! What kind of Alpha King would I be? But his own mate, defying the bond and killing her Lycan mate—that is very news worthy.”“I would never!”He shrugged. “You have no choice.”I could see movement behind him, a force that wasn’t a wolfen that I could recognize. His scent was strange but also familiar in some ways. I watched him approach the bars, one hand stretched through and into the cell.His fingertips burned bright yellow as they casted out in my direction.My throat felt like it was being pinched, my lungs burning straight fire as I was forced to stand, pressed against the wall like I had been chocked. There was no one in the cell near me, though.What was he doing to me and how was he doing it?!The man
Justin POVI paced the living room, her scent still stuck on everything around it. It ached my body to think of her at my father’s estate. What will Juden do to her now?The last time he got ahold of her, he sent my Lycan in a rage while she laid dying in the street. I was able to heal her, but I don’t know how much more she can take.Eventually, she will fall to her many, terrible wounds.That means I have to work fast to get her back.Randy charged through the front door and held a small camera in his hand, panting as he caught his breath from the run. I haven’t seen Helen in almost three days and I’ve tried to get Randy close enough to report on if she’s okay or not.Something tells me he finally has caught a glimpse of my poor mate.He displayed the video on the wall, the two of us in silence since I scolded him for allowing this to happen. My mate should have stayed back, but now I have a hundred wizards roaming around my pack grounds and a happy Fae, but no mate.She’s the only
Helen POVThe night was worse than the daytime.At least the damn wizard had backed off by now, leaving some kind of leverage over my body to make me stay in place, humiliated in the town square while bloody and beaten. I kneeled, needing sleep, my eyes swollen and my throat tight from being seized by power so often.I just need Justin to stay back. He can’t come after me. I don’t know how Juden will do it, but his plan for me to kill Justin scared me more than anything else ever could.If Justin is safe, then I’m fine dying out here.I leaned back, the cold breeze slipping past my freezing, battered body. I could hear the steps but I stopped caring who it was anymore. It didn’t matter. Everyone here hated me anyways.“Still hanging on, I see,” my father grumbled, throwing a blanket over whatever is left of my figure. He sat down, legs crossed leisurely before him, uninterested or concerned for my wellbeing.At least the blanket brought me some semblance of warmth.I tipped my head ba
Justin POVRandy wasn’t ready for us to descend, but it’s not up to my Beta.It’s up to me.I hung back at the edge of the pack lands, my mate fallen in a heap of exasperation and blood. She looked so close to death I could smell it in the wind as it blew by.“We need to wait,” Randy groaned. “The full moon isn’t safe for you, not yet.”“Do you see my mate, the pack Luna, over there bleeding to death, or is it just me?”Randy lets his head fall. “I know, I know. If don’t get her the first time, I am worried they will kill her. We need to be precise, Alpha. I’m just trying to help you achieve that.”“We get her tonight,” I readmit. “Tell the warriors to surround the pack. We strike in an hour when everyone is in position.”Randy nodded and left my side. I didn’t want to be alone with Russo but it didn’t seem like I had much of a choice. Russo is kneeling beside me, his eyes anxiously pacing my mate, so battered and in pain.I just want to take all of those pains away, forever.“She’s s