My Personalities and I (UNDER MAJOR CHANGES)

Updated Chapter 4

"Shitshitshitshitshit." I'd been running for over 10 minutes and these guys have kept up with me the whole way, despite my unnatural speed, my foot slipped on a puddle as I rounded a corner too fast, sending me rolling into traffic, making a yellow taxi cabs horn blare while they swerved around me. "Shit." The word was pretty much the only word in my vocabulary right now, I had intended just to run away and find my way back home but I couldnt lose these guys. They definitely werent human. Pushing myself back to my feet, my heels were hindering me as I ran but I hadn't had time to kick them off, the men were always only a few steps behind me.

I rounded another corner into a set of alley ways I knew would take me a couple blocks down and were winding and confusing, hoping I could lose them there. There were noticeably less foot steps behind me and I spared a glance behind to notice only three of them were still behind me, assuming the others had given up I got a sudden burst of energy, knowing I could actually lose them now I kicked it into high gear, running as fast as I could. I glanced behind me again and saw they had slowed to a jog, which confused me, but when I turned back around, "Oof-" the air left my lungs as I ran into the hood of the black tundra that had just swerved into the alleyway, cutting me off. My ankles twisted underneath me as I practically bounced off the truck, leaving a nice person sized dent in the tire well.

I could hear a unison of "Ooh"s and "holy shit"s as I rolled on the ground in pain, one hand clutching my ribs and the other holding my forehead. I felt like I had just been hit by, well, a truck. It felt like my body was on fire, every inch of me hurt.

"Boss, I swear none of us thought she was gonna run into the truck, we were just cutting her off like you said." A nervous voice was echoing off the walls somewhere nearby, I could feel a hand on my back and felt a growl reverberate through me, not sure if it was my own or someone else's. "Do NOT touch me!" I wheezed out, sounding as harsh as I could manage. The hands didnt move so I lashed out as best I could, rolling as I brought my knee forward with momentum, kneeing whoeever it was in the side of the head, sending them backwards onto their ass.

Keeping one arm clutched to my ribs I threw my legs over my head and rolled backwards onto my butt, scooting till my back was against the wall, not caring that my skin was scraping on the concrete. I was surrounded by eight guys, four standing back by the truck, looking nervous and three closer, the one from before that started this all seemed to have been the one I got, he was sitting still on his knees clutching his head as growls visibly vibrated off of him. "I told you not to touch me." The words were like torture coming out of my mouth, bouncing around in my migraine filled brain.

His eyes shot up to meet mine, the bright yellow color throwing me off for a second, 'A shifter, oh I'm so fucked.' I had known other shifters were in nearby towns but they tended to stay out of the big cities. I was snapped out of my thoughts when I heard him growl again, he had managed to stand and was walking towards me, I snarled at him, not ready to give up, it felt like every inch of my body was protesting but I didnt care, I'll fight as long as I can, I wont let Eliza be taken easily.

He grabbed my wrist, yanking me up towards him and I threw a punch as he did, using his own momentum to add force to it, but he caught it, holding my fist in his large hand. "What is wrong with you." There was hurt in his voice. Good. I tried to headbutt him but he jerked back in time to miss so I did the last thing I could think, kicking out, aiming for his crotch. I caught him off guard, he fell to the ground, his hands cradling his balls. I took this chance I kick him in the side once more before someone tackled me, my head bouncing off the pavement and scrambling my mind. The world was very colorful for a few seconds and I could feel my eyes rolling to the back of my head before darkness consumed me.

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-Lukes POV-

"Is she dead? Oh shit I only meant to get her off of you Alpha. Oh fuck, oh shit how do you check for-" I pushed my beta away from my mate, pulling her to my chest as I checked for a pulse. Good. She was still alive, though Ty wouldnt be for long. I didnt care she had just beat my ass, no one hurts my mate. I bared my teeth at him and he shrunk back, not daring to protest right now. "Let's get her into the truck. We'll bring her back to the pack house for Dr Lawrence to look over." The words were an order and the guys all knew, they adjusted the seats and laid her down in the passenger seat before all climbing in themselves. I pulled out my phone, dialing Dr. Lawrence's number to let him know what had happened and to ask him if he could pull her medical files, tossing my phone to Ty, "Call our affiliate with the local PD and see if you can find out anything about her. I want to know everything. If possible have a file sent to my office ASAP. As for the rest of you, I want an impassable perimeter set up around the pack house, she's not human and I dont want her pack or whatever they call themselves trying to steal her back from me. I just found my mate. I'm not going to lose her." After throwing out orders I relaxed a little, glancing over at my unconscious mates twisted face, my heart aching at the pain in her features. I realized I never wanted to see this look on her ever again.