Eyes of a Killer

Found

Thaddeus' POV:

She ran from us! My wolf roared his frustration in my ears as I stared, heart broken, as the love of my life ran out of the school. People stared and whispered about what was going on, but all I could focus on was the emptiness inside of my heart as I remembered her face, just before she left me.

When we find her, I'll never let her leave my sight again... I told my wolf, trying to calm him down as he whimpered and snarled inside of me, begging to hunt her down.

- Three days later -

"Alpha, we've found the Luna. We'll-" I slammed the wolf into the wall as I ran downstairs to see her again.

Rushing past countless pack members, I scanned the living room, hoping that my mate wold magically appear in front of me. My wolf whined and snapped his jaws in anger when we discovered that my Beta, Adam, was wrong. I threw my fist into the dry wall of the room in frustration, turning to face everyone, my eyes black as I tried to calm my wolf down.

"Where. Is. She?!"  I bellowed, noticing with pride how my pack members lowered their heads in respect and fear of my power.

"Th-That's the issue, Alpha Thaddeus, she, she... She's at home. She's also Injured." He winced when I growled at the thought of her being in pain. She was mine to protect, and I had failed her.

"Adam, you're with me. We leave now and we shall return with our Luna..." I grunted and heard a few loud intakes of breath as the pack realized why I was going insane with worry and anger. 

Time to go get my little mate... I allowed a small smile to grace myself at the thought, my wolf purring in agreement, tail sticking up, ears pricked for her beautiful voice.

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When we got to Liliana's house, I smelt blood, alcohol and piss. Before the car was even parked, I was at the porch steps to go inside, my wolf salivating at the thought of ripping into anyone who thought to hurt our mate. Smelling the scent of arousal, I was seeing red before I even took a step in the door. 

I used my senses to chase after the scent, where I saw my beautiful mate at last, lying on a double bed. It took me a moment before I even registered her lack of clothes, let alone the blood and bruises that covered her body. I was still in shock as a man walked into the room from the en suite, a bottle of whisky in his hand and a wide smile on his face which made me itch to rip apart.

"Ah, my lovely daughter... Round three, I think it is? You may be asleep, but at least I will enjoy this." Before he could take another step, I launched myself at him, bringing him to the ground. Enraged, I threw punch after punch at his face, trying not to cry or throw up as I realized what he was talking about. He had raped my mate. Twice. I tried hard to ignore how my mate's scent was now marred with semen and blood, as I pummeled my fists into this... Monster's face.

Adam finally stomped his way up the stairs, shouting at me and trying to pull me back from the dead body I was still trying to rip apart. 

"Is this what you want your mate to wake up to? A dead fucking body and a man who's covered in his blood? Have you even seen if she's alright?!" He yelled, as I let him pull me off of the dead man. I could taste the salt of my unnoticed tears as they streamed from my eyes as I looked to my mate, who was bloody and unconscious, smelling like some other man.

Shaking Adam off of me, I pulled myself up off the ground and rushed to my mate's side, cradling her fragile body against me as I wrapped her body into the sheets that were halfway onto the floor, covered in her blood and smelling like salt. She had cried! She'd been conscious for at least some of this hideous torture...?!

Snarling, I fought my instincts to maul the already dead body into further oblivion, but her soft, shallow breathing had my wolf in a further frenzy as I rushed to get her covered and decent in front of Adam, who I could trust as he already had his mate, Emily.

"We should get her to the pack hospital, so she can be taken care of..." Adam pleaded at me with his eyes, trying to appease my wolf. The thought of her being taken care of by anyone but me was sending us into a murderous rage again, but I knew it was best for her safety.

I felt her curl closer into me, as I tightened my hold on my tiny mate, and I carried her to the car and on or way home, where she will be protected in my safety, forever.