Lavender

Chapter 40

i look to mum and dad, Jay and Mikky's brothers are here too. along with bubbles and Mia. "he's getting worse." i whisper to them. scared to think about the fact that my mate has been mentally destroyed to the point of having to be dragged punching and kicking away from two new borns who aren't his. 

"Lorrenzo, i'm sorry, but i can't feel that my pups are safe anymore." Jay says, once again welling up with tears.

"we know he means no harm, but he's not well." Nicko shakes his head, comforting his mate. 

"we love him with all of our heart, but with everything thats going on, the upcoming war, the first time meeting new borns, the hormones and dealing with his childhood torture, it's not our brother no more." Nickos says, also with glossy eyes with his brother comforting him. 

"i know." i whisper. because i do. he doesn't even react to my scent anymore. he's not seaking comfort from me and when we sleep, he sleeps at the other end and refuses to cuddle with me. in fact, last night he slept in another room. only to find out he snuck into the twins's room. in fact, he's still there. i didn't want to put anymore stress on them. we informed the doctor and Holly, we know Holly is important to Mikky, but even he didn't know what to do. 

i let out a breath and drag my hands down my face. "when Mikky gives birth to his own pups, that instinct to protect his pups will instantly snap to his own. but if he doesn't-" we all stop when we hear a scream and then a thud. 

i'm up stairs in seconds. hearing both the twins cry hysterically. but there's no Mikky. but what there is, is a scent i don't want to be mixed with my mates. anger ripples through me, panic and depression hitting next and it causes me to throw myself through the open window, shifting half way to the ground before i race into the forest with a roar of possesive anger. i know his scent. i know where it is. it's thick. it's too thick right now. he's bleeding and i don't know whether to be terrefied or down right crippling in fear. 

it's not late at night. no. it's early in the morning. too early in the morning. we should all be still asleep but we needed to have this conversation while Milk was asleep. he was kidnapped. my baby and my mate was kidnapped while we were downstairs disgussing his mental state. 

how's his mental state now, Lorrenzo? huh? HUH! while you were too bothered about getting hugs to care that maybe the reason his mental state is deteriorating, isn't because his first time seeing and meeting a new born, but because of the very reason he was here in the first place. the reason he was panicking all the time. the reason he was terrefied of the place he grew up. and now that reason has him. he has my mate. 

the thoughts only encourage me to run faster. feeling other wolves around me too. but i keep at it. running faster then the rest. faster then my father. faster then That thing that has MY mate. i see them up ahead. but further up i see a very large group. knowing the scent of rogues. so i howl. i howl so loud for them to stand down and give me back my mate. but no. there rogues. there rogues that were given empty promises. and now i'm a wolf, an Alpha without a mate. 

i run through them. leaping over and diving under attacking rogues until i see him. the Alpha himself. "GIVE HIM BACK!" I roar and charge at him only for him to pull out a gun and shoot me. 

this isn't fair. 

non of this is fair.

i hear his screams. i hear his cries. but i can't help but to sink in and out of conciousness. i'm not understanding anything around me and it's scaring me to no ends. all i know is my mate needs me. 

i feel myself finally creep back to conciousness. finding myself wrapped in chains. my arms and legs spread like a star. unfortunatly i am naked......which means Mikky is most like naked too.......what. the. fuck!?