All Chapters of Alpha Abused Mate: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

 Rose clutched her hands in front of her mouth as she watched the medics transfer Allen to a patient bed in the infirmary and immediately start assessing him. He'd lost consciousness during the trip through the portal back to the pack house, and Rose couldn't get the image of a corpse out of her head as she stared at the Stygian veins marring her brother's too pale skin. She felt sick, her words to Alvin earlier echoing back in her ears. She'd compared him to Ordon because of the drugs they knew he used on Alpha and other house pack. But never would she have imagined her brother would have been subjected to them. The medics started attaching lines and cords to Allen, and the monitors above his head came to life with different colored squiggles and beeping, all erratic. Rose watched someone activate his wolf, but the vitals didn't change. The medics shared a look that sent chills down Isabelle's spine. "We've

 It took Allen what felt like ages to wade through the mire of burning brimstone he'd been trapped in for so long. But eventually he somehow escaped into a numbing void, cold and quiet. The emptiness stretched around him, and he lingered there for a bit, just relieved to have a respite from the torture. Ordon whispers couldn't reach him here. He was tired, and though he wasn't really moving, the abyss itself seemed to be sliding beneath him, like a glass river carrying him farther and farther away from the echoes of fire and malevolent voices. He should probably just let it. A spark flickered in the dark, then steadily grew. Allen watched it with mild detachment, until it flared brighter and started to come closer, and he was afraid the hellfire was coming for him again. "Allen," it spoke into the void, and his mark bond began to glow warm. He squinted against the harsh glare. "Sam?"

Rose was about to start questioning and from the way Simon and Monika looked, she knew they were too. Sam sat there still, looking at his brother, a lost look in his face. She realised he probably already knew all of this, having listened to all of it as he was in the room. Before anyone could do anything, Jia moved. She knelt in front of Sebestian and squeezed his shoulder. For the first time he tore his eyes away from Allen and looked at her. “Sebestian,” she said, “do you think this is the best option we have? Can you get him back?” Rose was surprised at the softness in her mother’s voice. There was a firmness to it too, so that Sebestian would pay attention to what she was asking, but there was no edge. There was only a tone of sympathy, of shared feelings and care. It would always be shocking how much Jia Jones had changed. She was no longer the mother Rose grew up with, the hard edged

"No,” Sam murmured, almost to himself. “No, this wasn’t your fault.” They all turned to look at him. Sam avoided their eyes looking down the corridor. They were alone again. Alone in the grey world of Allen mind. “Sam, I love our dear Rose but that doesn’t mean she didn’t make some wrong choices in the beginning,” Sebestian said. He was frowning, watching him, but he didn’t understand what Sam meant. “No, that’s not what I meant,” Sam  said, still avoiding their eyes. “I think we all did things we didn’t realise were hurting him. But I’m the one who yelled at him always. I’m the one Jones threatened to give the pack hoise to. I’m his brother , I’m supposed to support him, not be used against him.” “Sam, he loves you,” Rose moved to take his hand but he pulled back. Of cou

  “Sebestian,” she said slowly, as to not spook him away. “Don’t react quickly but I think I found Allen.” She saw his shoulders tense up and slowly Sebestian turned to look at her, Sam frowning and curious behind him. She nodded minutely to where the boy was and they both followed her gaze. She heard Monika little gasp from behind her. Rose chanced a glance at him. He was still staring at them curiously from behind the door frame. She didn’t know if he hadn’t noticed them looking or just wasn’t too spooked by it. He seemed to be watching her mostly, not really caring when Sebestian took a couple steps in his direction and crouched down. “Hello, sweetie,” Sebestian said, his voice calm. The little boy kept his gaze on Rose. She couldn’t begin to think how weird this must be for Sebestian. But then again, he was really old, maybe i