Forged in Blood #Watty's 2017 [Being Re-uploaded]

Waking up [Nine]

~Sara's P.O.V.~
Sunlight poured through my rooms curtain streaming into my now open eyes, I turned looking away to bump into something or should I say someone.
He lay peacefully at my side with his arms around my waist, his hair was a complete mess and he had a little bit of drool on his cheek. I giggled quietly trying not to wake up whichever mate was in my bed at the moment, my smile though didn't last long.
~Flashback~
I screamed in fear feeling whoever pin me to the ground digging their nails into my arms
"YOUR OURS ONLY YOU LITTLE BITCH!" I was blinded with my own tears just as I felt all the air disappear from my lungs, a intense pain radiated from my cheek making me cry more silently before blacking out completly
~End of flashback~

I could feel my own sadness overwhelm me as I looked at the man in my bed, this wasn't that mate was it? W-Was he the one who slapped me because Greyson had been hurt by him, I felt a traitor tear run down my cheek then another. One by one I felt the tears stream down my face until there was a constant flow of tears falling, I felt the bed dip under the weight that was being applied to it next to me before two strong arms took me into an embrace. My mate held me close trying to stop the tears falling that had either been caused by him or his brother, I could hear my uncontrollable sobbing loudly ringing in my ears before I pushed him away still crying
"Y-You weren't the one who hurt me were you?!"
He grimaced shaking his head and placing his hand on his chest
"I know Jake hurt you....I stopped him last night after he-after he slapped you. I'm Mike, Jake's twin and your other mate. I'm sorry about my brother last night, I didn't mean to allow him to go as far as of slapping you"
I nodded continuing to cry before I was enveloped into another warm hug

~Meanwhile~
Jake's P.O.V.
I sat in my cell looking out the metal bars carefully to not touch them, I really wasn't in the mood to be burnt by wolfsbane right now. I could feel something destroying me from the inside out, my mates sadness was clogging up my head from the mate-link. I could imagine how every tear rolled down her beautiful delicate face as I'd seen last night before I......
I shook away the image in my mind as suddenly all sadness was gone and instead filled with comfort and happiness, what the hell?! What's going on up there?! Why was my mate suddenly happy? Was that dumbass Greyson back? A growl rumbled through my chest as I thought of how that asshole had the nerve asking my mate out but then again....he seemed like a better choice then I could ever be at the moment. My growl died down being replaced with soft whimpers of sorrow, I hoped they'd let me out soon enough just to see my mate before either one of us showed symptoms of withdraw from out mate. A loud clang brought me back as I looked out of my cell accidentally burning my cheek with the stupid wolfsbane bars, I bit my cheek on the inside to keep from swearing only because I hoped it was me they were coming for.

Sara's P.O.V.
After I was done crying I sat there almost lifeless in Mike's arms, he held me tightly still whispering his sweet words of kindness before I finally smiled
"M-Mike do you want to head down for breakfast?"
He smiled hugging me tightly and quickly picking me up bridal style, that's when I realized I was no longer in my fancy party dress from the night before, instead I was in my normal pj's

I blushed looking up at Mike before squirming around in his arms
"M-Mike who changed my clothes last night after I b-blacked out?"
He blushed rubbing the back of his head before laughing
"Your beta and her mate came in and changed you but I was allowed to stay in the room. Don't worry the girls didn't let me get even a tiny glimpse of you except that tattoo on your back. Hmm.....who knew a Luna had such a thing for Mickey and Minnie mouse"
He smirked making me blush more, as we got downstairs glad fully no one was in the kitchen because one fact our omegas always hated watching us cook their food. Our pack's omegas were always like human's grandmothers who wanted to feed them 24/7 and make sure we had enough strength. I was let down from Mike's arms and quickly went to finding what I needed to make chocolate chip pancakes, I made the batter and started making them as I felt two arms grab ahold of my waist.