Cant turn back now

Chapter 2

I'm too shocked to even move. I was just going to attempt suicide but my mate fricken saves me. Fanfrickentastic.

First I feel tingles all over my waist traveling upwards, giving me a pleasurable feeling. Second pain courses through my body because I landed on my bad side, widths someone gripping tightly on my waiste.

I wince.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry, are you okay?", asks a sinfully sexy voice to my left.

I look over and see a beautiful person, my mate. He's 6'2 with a strong build, and light tan skin, hazel eyes also, and dark chocolate hair.

I realized he asked me something so I just look down letting my hair halo my face.

I don't want to talk, I'm in shock.

Kale is not going to be forgiving this time at all.

His eyes scan my body taking in my swollen face, cuts, scars, and back to where his hands were. He quickly grips my shirt and yanks it up, just like Kale would do. I flinch involuntarily.

His eyes are black showing that his wolf is in control.

"Who did thus to you?!" He yelled.

"I-I I-" I stutter,

"Shit Luke you're scaring her!" , yelled Daniel, who I forgot was here.

Luke picks me up bridal style carefully. He turns to Daniel, "Daniel, I'm going to the pack house, I need to get this figured out. Tell her teachers she went home sick."

"Yes Alpha," replies Daniel before walking off. Oh shit! Another Alpha....what am I going to do with my life?! Why is everything so complicated?

He starts to pick up his pace in the woods heading to where I assume is his pack house.

We arrive to this beautiful 4-story marble mansion. It's stunning.

He opens the front door and there's no one around the black and white decorated house. It's eerily silent. Mind link, I thought.

We head up a stair case of magnificent oak, up to the third floor. He walks down the hallway until we stop at double doors that he opens.

The room that I presume is his because of the alluring woodsy scent, is simple with beige walls and carpet, with an ocean blue bed and sheets.

He sets me down gently on his bed and goes over to the drawers. He pulls out a red t-shirt and tosses it to me.

"What's this for?" I ask quizzically.

He just gives a pointed look to my shirt. Oh. It's ripped, has dirt, and is still revealing.

"You know I still don't know your name," he challenges me.

"It's Lissa," I say more confident than before. I feel a strange...it's like I can almost.....trust....him?

I stand up and go to the corner of the room, and face it.

I carefully pull off my gray tank top and third it on the floor, leaving me in my black bra and shorts, with my back facing him.

I hear an ear piercing growl, and soon realize my mistake.

On my lower back, going across my spine, is the sketched out words 'useless' carved in with a pocket knife. Kale reopened them so they can't heal. So they scar a nasty white color. My mistake is huge. I will have to tell him.

I feel body heat rush up against my bast as large arms grip my waist form behind. I once again whimper in the pain he accidentally caused me.

He flips me around to face him so fast I get dizzy.

He is staring at my little scars going across my chest, down to the large bruising on my side. If it's even possible, his eyes turn a shade impossibly darker. His breathing is low and shallow. I don't want him to turn, no, that will not end good. I need to calm him as my mother once told me about. So I place my hand on his arm In a soothingly way, and whisper sweet nothings to make him calm down.

It seems to work and he lightly hugs me to his large chest and inhales the scent of my hair.

"Explain, now." He says in a surprisingly calm voice.

So I begin-

" when I was younger I had a loving family. My parents loved me and all was well. Our pack got along and the alpha cared for us. One day when I was ten, our whole pack was attacked by a group of rouges. It was horrible to watch. My parents sided right before my eyes." I say with a tear slipping down my cheek, but I continue on, -

"The alpha grabbed my arm and together we ran in the woods. We ran for what seemed liked hours, until we were in no ones territory. He firstly masked our now rouge scents, and rented a house from his bank account. We settled in and he never spoke a word to me. He was always drunk. One day he said three words that ruined my life: it's your fault. And with that the beatings began, he was strong and so was I, but he kept me weak and starved. He cut me, hurt me, and so much more. My first shift when I was thirteen was by myself. He would lock me in the cellar for weeks. When I was turning fifteen,my looks changed too. He lusted me. And I hated it. My. BOdy brought unwanted attention. He raped me as much as he could, so when he did I learned to block him out. Is couldn't have friends, or boyfriends, he would only scare the a wha and threaten me more. We move every year or so. I was a strong willed person. But he broke me. So I'm sorry your mate Is a disgusting, used, ugly piece of trash. And I get if you want to reject me, I do."

With that I looked up and saw his face full of anger and fury. But not towards me.

"I will never reject you Lissa, I love you so much already. I just feel sorry I could t save you from your broken past, like it's my fault. I will never force or hurt you, okay?"

I nodded, to touched to speak. Someone loved me. Actual love I thought no longer existed.

"Lissa honey, what was your alphas name?", he asks sweetly.

"Alpha Kale," I say like no big deal.

"WHAT?!" He roars. I hit my back against the wall, terrified.

"What's wrong, Luke? You're scaring me!"

He didn't answer.

Then he said something I never wished to hear.

"He's my brother."