Curves for the Alpha (Not Edited)

Chapter Eleven

Here it is guys. Not completely satisfied with it. Emotions are there but I think they need a little more working but this is only the first draft. So please enjoy and thank you for being patient with me. I'm always grateful for your support. 

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Harrowing growls of anger echoing through the house. The sound of things smashing to pieces. Cursing and screaming at the world. A world falling apart. The anger in Hunter is nothing he has ever experienced before.

His mate. His Skye is gone. Tears slip down his cheeks as he sees her beautiful image in his mind. Not only that but three sticks sit before him. Not only has Skye been taken but also his unborn child. Someone dared to break into his home and steal his family away from him. To take it from him.

"Hunter." Ayden voice sounded like an echo that is too far away.

He can't find her. He can't feel her inside him. He should be able to track his mate but he can't. Something or someone is blocking it. He rubs his heart.

"Why?"

"Not my beautiful Skye."

"Please help gods."

Feeling a hand on his shoulder. He looked up and there standing beside him is Remy. He can see the pain in his friends face. Remy is feeling his pain. Hunter closes his eyes. All I wanted was to love her, forever.

"She isn't in pain Hunt. I can feel that. She is still connected to the pack. I would have felt her bond break from the pack. It hasn't my friend."

"I can't feel her at all. I can't track her Remy. I can't find my Skye. My mate has been viciously ripped from my arms." Hunter stands up. "Why have the gods down this to me? What did I do to deserve this?" Yelling at the top of his lungs. The anger in his voice could shake the house and bring it down. "I just find her and they rip her from my arms. If she dies...."

"Don't Hunter. She isn't going to die. We are going to find her." His mother voice comes from the doorway. Looking to her and see the tears running down her cheeks. His fathers holding her close to them. Protecting what is theirs.

He closes his eyes and turns around as tears slip down his cheeks. Hearing the front door open and not caring about who it is. All he cares about is Skye. How the hell am I going to find her? I couldn't track any of the scents including hers. Whoever or whatever they are using to disguise them is strong.

"Layla is gone. I can't find her." Ayden angered voice filled the room.

Hunter closes his eyes. The despair and lost growing inside him with each passing minute.

"She's behind this Hunt. I found some stuff in her place and whoever kidnapped Skye was working with Layla."

He growled as he turned around. More of the wolf showing in him. His nails have already changed to claws. "I will kill that bitch slowly. If anything happens Skye I will make sure she feels the same pain my mate does. Every bit the same. She better hope for mercy if I get my hands on her."

He felt their eyes on him. He knew the beast is taken over more and more. He turns back around and looks into the fire burning in his study.

"I can't track her either. I have all the enforcers looking over city for any sign of Skye. I've even asked help of our allies." said Ayden.

Hunt just nods his head. Her beautiful chocolate curls. He can feel how soft they were when they brush against his skin when they made love. Her green eyes glowing with an inner fire. Her beauty. Her heart. Such a kind soul and caring. She wouldn't hurt anybody.

"Hunter." A female voice breaks through his thoughts.

He looked over his shoulder and there standing in the doorway was Beatrix. He could see the pain in her eyes and the anger. Her best friend is missing. The person he promised to look after. Taken right from under his nose.

"I've lost her Beatrix. I can't find her. I can't feel our bond but Remy says she is still alive but I can't feel it." He broke down into tears.

He feels Beatrix arms come around him and try to comfort him but there is no comfort when a werewolf loses their mate. Only pain and suffering.

"We will find her Hunter. I know we will. Skye is strong. She will fight."

"She's pregnant." He whispered.

"Then that gives her more reason to fight and to be strong. She will come back to us. I know it."

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Charlotte couldn't stand seeing her son in such pain and despair. Knowing that if Skye doesn't come back, her son will die along with his mate. Mated pairs never last long if one passes away. They are connected so tightly that one can't live without other. It breaks their heart to pieces. She looked to her two mates. The loves of her life.

"I should call the Ancient." She barely whispered as she sat on the lounge.

She felt the eyes of her mates on her. She never thought she would ever speak again to the Ancient. But she knew he would be the only person who might be able to find her daughter. Skye is her daughter. No matter what she is my daughter.

"No." Liam stood up and started pacing.

"He will be able to find her. Whatever they have done to hide themselves won't get pass him. He is far too old."

Liam shakes his head. "He wouldn't come especially because of us. He is probably still angry about what happen."

She shakes her head and stands in front of her mate. "He will come for me. Please let me try. This is for our son and our daughter. We have to least try."

"Let her ring him Liam." Garrett pulled his mate back against his chest. Looking into his brother's eyes. "At least we tried."

Liam closes his eyes and nods his head. Charlotte kisses his lips and her other mates. She then walked out of the house with her mobile. She sat on the patio chair and looked down at the number she brought up in her phone. She breaths in and out. Pressing the dial button. Listening to it ring then finally the answer.

"Hello. Sinclair's Books and Antiques. I'm Connor, how may I help you?"

"Hello I need to speak to Mr Sinclair please."

"Sure. Who may I be speaking to?"

 "Charlotte. Charlotte Mackenzie."