Loving My Mate

Chapter 17

Dedicated to my besties JustPassing_By- and ZheaStylik

Harry's POV:

One of my favorite things to do is walk through the woods, alone. I loved it even when I was in my old pack and I love it here too.

I snuck out of the pack house to go on a walk in the forest. It's past sunrise, so a few people were out there. I waved to them shyly, and they gave me bright smiles back. Everyone here is so nice, they've welcomed me with open arms.

Enjoying the morning air and hearing the scattering of squirrels, I walk through the peaceful woods. The slight cool breeze brushes over my face gently, making me feel refreshed. It's a beautiful morning.

I get pretty deep into the forest. Deciding it'd be a good idea to turn around, I start the journey back home. Suddenly, I stop in my tracks when I hear a twig snap. I feel the eyes of someone boring in my head.

I turn around slowly, wanting to find out who this person was. No one would be out at this time of morning, except for the patrol.

Turning around, I come face to face with none other than, Kyle and Mark. They were always together, never seen apart.

"Hey, mute freak, still a fag?" Kyle asks angrily, seemingly not happy with me.

I don't respond, he makes me feel scared and I can't bring myself to speak when I'm scared.

"What? No response?" Mark teases, trying to get under my skin.

I pivot on my toes and start to head home. I'm not dealing with them today. How did they even get on our territory?

"Pay attention to me when I talk to you, you filthy slut! You can't just walk away from me!" Kyle yells at me. I continue walking until I feel a hand on my wrist, grabbing and pulling me back.

I face Kyle and give him a death glare, not happy that he stopped me mid walk.

He laughs in my face, cackling as she says, "You are pathetic! Was that glare supposed to scare me?"

I roll my eyes and try to get my arm out of his grasp. It seems to be impossible, cuz when I tug he tightens his hold. I'm sure that's going to leave a bruise later on.

Kyle pulls me forward, and I stumble. With one move, he lands a hard punch on my face. Mark jumps in on the action, kicking my stomach painfully. Still holding on to my wrist, he squeezed it until the bone breaks under the pressure.

They continue torturing me, kicking my already bruised ribs. They soon start kicking at my head, I can feel the blood running down my face, getting in my eyes.

I'm cradling my arm to my chest, trying to protect it. It hurts so bad, tears are already streaming down my face. I can't take this anymore. "Zayn..." I whisper through the mind link, hoping that he would hear me. But I didn't get a response right away.

It seems to never end, the pain continuing. Hit after hit, kick after kick. I can no longer feel the attacks, I feel like I'm watching this happen to me, not living it. It's an out of body experience, I feel so numb.

"Baby, where are you?! Haz! Hold on for me, baby. I'm coming." I heard Zayn say this through the mind link, but I feel to numb to even answer him.

All I remember is the numb feeling and then exploding pain in my head, before I black out.

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Poor Haz.

I feel disappointed with this chapter....😔😭

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