The Alphas Abused Mate

Chapter 6

Not a second after he spoke, I was pinned to the wall. His eyes stared down at me with lust and anger. His arms were holding both of mine down and his legs were trapping me.
"Not anywhere. Ever." He whispered. The warm air that his my neck sent tingles down to my core. How is he doing this to me? I shouldn't be feeling this way towards him.
His lips started to kiss my neck while his hips were against mine. My arms failed to break free and my legs felt like jelly due to his kissing. I have no idea what to do. My mind is saying no, but my body is saying yes. My body seemed to be winning because of the loud moan that passed my lips. He groaned and let go of one of my hands. He placed it on my thigh and slowly slid up to my bum. He gripped it an picked me up.
"You like this don't you?" He mumbled against my neck. I was on the verge of moaning the answer, but kept it in. Then his lips touched my sweet spot. I couldn't contain any noise that escaped.
"Say it." He hissed. I didn't want to say it, but his voice held a powerful authority. "Say it!! I want to hear you."
"Y-yes." I half moaned and half groaned. I could feel his smirk as he left numerous hickies and bites along my shoulders and neck.
"That's my girl." And he sunk his teeth into me. It felt like fire burning me alive. And I couldn't do anything about it. I could barely hear my screams echoing off the walls. I couldn't move any part of my body. I did feel his grip on me tighten, though.
His sharp canines yanked out of my neck as the pain had just started to subside. This just made most of the pain return.
Black spots invaded everything above me. They slowly made their way down. During this short time I managed to push Xavier away. I fell to the floor, landing on top of pieces of broken wood and glass. I don't feel too good. I touched my neck, and felt the slippery feeling of blood. I looked back up at him. A small amount of blood was around his mouth. His eyes were wide and filled with worry. His arms began to reach for me.
"DON'T TOUCH ME!!! STAY AWAY!!! MONSTER!!!" I screamed with the little bit of energy I had left. Then my head slowly fell backwards, settling on something hard. The last thing I saw was Xavier yelling words I could understand.
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"What were you thinking, Xavier?" A soft, comforting voice asked.
My head hurt and my neck felt raw. I was lying on a stiff bed with soft sheets and blankets. But I couldn't open my eyes.
"I- I don't know. I couldn't control Zander." Xavier said in a horse voice. He sound scared. He doesn't seem like the type of person that would be scared. More like the person that causes fear. At least that's what he does to me most of the time.
"Was he angry? Because if he was, this was not a way to solve it. She wasn't ready, Xavier. She was under enough stress as it was. This is much worse than a panic attack. Have you not seen all the bruises on her? The cut on her face was inflicted by a person. She must have gone through it all her life by the way she acts around people. Then Kevin mistakes her for a rogue and locks her in the basement. I don't even want to know her reaction to seeing you shift. You marking her almost killed her." The woman scolded.
"I couldn't control him, Gretta! I never wanted to put her in this position!" He yelled.
"I know you didn't mean to but she still is. And now there's no way to tell if she'll wake up or stay asleep." A door slammed then it was silent.
A few footsteps dragged towards me and the screech of a chair pulled close. The big warms hands grasped my right hand.
"Please wake up." Xavier whimpered.
I was exhausted. I feel like I had all the energy sucked out of me all at once. I didn't even have enough to be scared anymore. I just wanted to sleep. But if I did, I might not wake up anymore.
So I took in a deep breath. When I let it out, I felt like I could at least lift my head a bit. I took a few more and tried moving my limbs. It still didn't work.
So many attempts I had done, but I still couldn't move. It been hours and he's still holding my hand. The worst part is that I'm hungry and sweaty. All these blankets are suffocating. After many more tries, I needed to sleep. It wasn't an option.
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I'm awake now. And my eyes are open. YES!! How long was I out?
But I'm still pretty weak. I could barely move my head to the side. And when I did, I saw Xavier. He was sitting on a small love seat. His head is on the bed I'm lying on, one of his hands rested on one of my thighs and the other was under his head. He was asleep, and shirtless. Even though he didn't know I was looking at him, I still blushed.
I slowly raised one of my hands to my face. There was a tube in my nose, taped to my cheek, leading to a bag of gross looking brown stuff. Yuck.
I looked back at Xavier. He looked so peaceful right now. Though, he had dark circles around his eyes. My hand slowly reached towards his face. I lightly touched the dark marks under his eyes. Then his lip. And over his cheek bones. I'm not afraid of him anymore. I don't know why. I have a strange urge to be close to him and never leave.
My neck doesn't hurt anymore but my head is still aching a little bit. I stopped tracing his face and began pulling away. But he grabbed my hand. I didn't pull away from him. There was a little spark when he touched me and I wanted to feel it again. His eyes opened and flickered between hazel and blue. He stood up slowly and hovered over me. He was leaning in, very slowly. I wanted him to kiss me.
As he was an inch away, the door opened. It was a doctor. He wasn't really old but he wasn't young either. He had glasses on and his name tag said Charlie Fray.
"Hello, Alpha. Hello, Luna. I'm glad to see you're awake." He slowly walked to my left side, glancing at Xavier every few steps. He stopped in front of the machine next to me and pushed a few buttons. "I need to check your heart rate and blood pressure. Can you sit up?" I shook my head signaling no. He put his hand on my back, trying to help me. But it was yanked off suddenly.
"I'll do that." Xavier growled. He helped me sit up and left his hang to linger there a little more than necessary.
"OK, take a deep breath, Luna." He said as he placed the stethoscope above my heart. "And let it out." And I released it. "One more time." He placed it a little lower on my chest and a low growl erupted from Xavier's mouth.
The doctor took tool off of my chest. "Alpha, I've done this many times before. I'm a professional. I don't mean anything by this. And besides, I have my wonderful mate at home." He continued to do some tests and asked a few questions. He removed the tube from my nose, which was just disgusting. Then he said I was free to go.
"I'll get you some clothes. If you want to shower, I'll help you." I nodded and stood up with Xavier's help. When I tried to take a step I lost my balance and fell against him.
"I've got you." He mumbled and picked me up bridal style. He held me tightly and slowly walked to the bathroom. He opened the door and set me on the side of the bathtub. He adjusted the water and placed a towel on the floor.
"Wait here." He left for a minute and returned with some clothes. He set them on the toilet along with a towel. "Do you...uuhh..need anymore....help?" He asked. I looked at him, questioning him with my eyes. Then blushed when I realized he meant my clothes.
"No, I got it." He didn't say anything. He just left and shut the door behind him.
I waited til the water was high enough. I removed my clothes and slowly sunk into the warm water.
The entire time, Xavier kept knocking on the door, asking if I was ok.
I dressed in a T-shirt of his and boxer briefs.
I limped outside. He wasn't in the room. I walked over to the bed and sat down lazily.
What have I done so wrong to get myself in this position? I've always been a good girl. The worst I've done is knee Xavier in his manhood. I don't even think it was that bad!
A second later, Xavier opened the door. He walked in holding a bowl and a spoon. He placed it in my hands and sat next to me.
I swirled around the spoon in the dark tomato soup. I couldn't eat right now, even though I was really hungry.
"I need answers." I whispered. He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair.
I set the bowl on the small dresser next to me when he stood up. He held out his hand for me to grab which I gladly grasped in my own. It felt like fireworks and little sparks went off. I almost gasped.
He lead me down a hallway to the stairs. I'm still shaky in my legs.
"Xavier?" I mumbled. His head whipped around, his eyes are blue and his lips are slightly parted. "The stairs."
In seconds, he carried me bridal style down the stairs of the dark, but white house. He opened the front door, cold air hitting my face. I buried my face in the crook of his neck. He silently gulped and continued to walk.
He approached his beautiful mansion and walked inside. People bowed their heads as he walked past them. Once he wasn't looking at them, they would stare at me.
He entered his room and set me down on the bed.
"Ask."
"How long have you been this way? A wolf?" I didn't want to look in his eyes.
"Since I was ten years old. About eleven years." He rubbed his face, anxious for the next question.
"How many of you are there?" I honestly didn't want to know, but I still asked.
"There are 1,515 in this pack." He stated proudly. My eyed widened. There goes my big chance of escaping.
"Why do people keep calling you Alpha?"
"Because I'm the one in charge, here." Cocky much? Like he read my mind, he smirked.
"What's a rogue?" He seemed to get a little angry. His shoulders tensed and his eyes flicked to blue for a second.
"Wolves that were kicked out of their pack for a major crime or they just left. They're disgusting creatures." He spat.
"What's a mate, Xavier?" He took a large, nervous breath and replied.
"A werewolves mate is what humans can soulmates. They're our other half. Once we meet them, we can never leave them. Werewolf males are possessive and protective of our mates. We don't want them anywhere near another male. Alphas are even more possessive. People have been hurt, even killed for touching an Alpha's mate. We have short tempers and don't like disrespect. If there's anyone you don't want to mess with, its an Alpha." I almost giggled.
"Not to be rude, but I feel sorry for whoever your mate is." He stayed silent. He just sat there, staring at me. Did I offend him?
"You're my mate, Lucy." My heart stopped. "And I'm never letting you go."

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I AM SO SORRY TO THE PEOPLE WHO HAVE BEEN READING THIS!! WATTPAD DELETED HALF OF THIS CHAPTER AND I HAD TO REWRITE IT.
The picture at the top is of Jackie. I'll update sometime within two days.
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