All Chapters of Alpha Braddock: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Watching my sweet baby girl coloring with Cynthia out on the veranda looks so innocent and sweet, until I approach and look at my baby is drawing, she's drawing the root cellar, a small light brown square sits on top of dark brown, a black wolf with grey runing down the side, his mouth is open, his large canines hover above a small circle of pink with black curls." I gulp the lump in my throat down, as I run my hand threw her black curls. I sit next to her and give her my best fake smile, her little tongue is sticking out the side of her mouth as she concentrates on her drawing. I don't trust my voice not to reveal my feeling, I kiss her cheek, stand and start walking back towards the house, her little voice reaches my ears, "Daddy's going to kill him Momma, so he can't hurt me anymore." I stop and spin on my spot, I breathe through my mouth staring at her back. Cynthia looks up over Abi's head at me a questioning look on her face," Luna Charlie, is everything alright?" I blink

Dread fills me as I wake on the morning of our annual Moon Festival, it will be the first time we all will be going down to the pond and just the thought of it for the past month as made me ill every morning. I flush the toilet after vomiting again and stand to look at myself in the mirror. I refused to remove most of my scars, I have repaired my breast nipple and removed the letters carved into my skin, but the rest lay prominently on me, a reminder of just how strong I am and how fucking much I will make that bastard pay. I undress and turn on the shower as Braddock walks in, "hmmm, I do have good timing," he smiles at me as I step inside. He enters the shower within seconds, pulling by back to his chest, his hand runs over my breast and down my stomach and cups my mound. I moan as his fingers glide through my wet folds and his nose nuzzles into my neck. He inhales as he plunges two fingers into me and his thumb rubs my clit. He pulls his fingers out and puts them in his mout

I should have told Braddock I felt that strange tug at my heart earlier when we first entered the festival grounds, but I thought it was just me being here again with Abi. I looked around and everything was as it should have been so I shrugged the feeling off. I should have used my power and secured the area, I would have located the threat before he got his fucking hands on my pup again. Pure fury raged through my veins as I screamed, "ABIGAIL!" I moved with Ceasar to where our child was being held, her eyes locked with Ceasar and a growl errupted from his chest. Most of our pack has shifted and stand on high alert growling and snarling at the 20 rogues, but the one in the middle, the one holding my pup, I know is my beloved grandfather, Vincent DeLuca. Ceasar continued to growl as he slowly stalked forward. The scarecrow held Abi back to his chest with one arm and a knife to her throat with the other as he stood surrounded by now rogue wolves. I was beside Gabe and whisper

Charlie's POVReturning to the Midnight pack with Vincent's remains was difficult, even more so for Abi. Her young mind cannot wrap around a family member doing such a thing, especially Nonna's husband. Abi adores Nonna and so do I, but a part of me is reluctant to believe she knew absolutely nothing about Abi's abduction or my own. As we pull up to the pack house, Alpha Michael and Mom are standing on the porch waiting for us. The car carrying the remains continued to the sanctuary building just behind where the pyre is set up. Braddock opened my door and I slid out holding Abigail's hand tightly as we waited for him to remove our overnight bags from the back seat. The pyre will be lit tonight, but I nor Abi will attend, I wanted to be here for Nonna, I may have my doubts but she still deserves us with her. We reached the top step and Momma leaned down to Abi, "Hi Abigail, I'm so happy you've come to visit, may I have a hug?"Abi removed her hand from mine and hugs her Nonna R

Charlie's POV"Momma slow down where are we going?"She tugs me harder, "the root cellar, if he held Abigail there, maybe we can find evidence he had you there too." I dug my feet into the ground, "Momma what good will it do if you find anything, he's dead, Braddock decapitated him."She spins looking me in the eye, "are you telling me that if Abigail had been gone as long as you were that you wouldn't want to know every detail. Charlie if he took you and hid you right here," she looks into the distance towards the root cellar, "he was worse than any of us could imagine, I need to know what kind of monster my own father was." I shuddered as I watched her heading for the root cellar, I sighed and followed, she's right I guess, maybe if I look and take in what exactly Abigail went through it could help in her healing.I followed her down inside, it was dark and cold, the smell of decaying earth surrounded us as my visioin became better in the darkness, thanks to our werewolf vision,