My Blind Mate

Two

Chapter Two

Lucian

We had surrounded the small shack where the lovely scent was coming from. I knew she was here, but she was underground and that would be hard to get to. I mind-linked the warriors to close in and they did just that. We broke down the door to the shack and sent rouges flying. I found a door in the basement in which more rouges came out of. With my Beta and Gamma by my side, we were able to defeat them in an hour tops. 

The scent grew sweeter the lower we descended. My warriors set wolves free from their cells and my wolf whined when we came upon the last cell that was empty. She wasn't here, but her scent was. I turned and shook my head, ready to give up and go home again. "Alpha, don't give up just yet," my Gamma, Chase, said. 

"Why not? She isn't here."

"Look at the cell. It has her scent, yes?"

"Yes."

"It has her scent, but it is completely untouched and it's clearly not been occupied for some time now." 

I looked back at the cell and noticed that he was right. Not caring that we had no keys, I ripped the door open and checked the cell top to bottom. I found a hidden door that led to, what looked like, a torture room. The smell of rusty, rich, thick blood clung to the air, but not just any wolf's blood, my Mate's blood; only she had been tortured in the room.  On the far right side was  a small cell and where the scent of my Mate was strongest. I ran over and went to rip the cell door open, but it was coated with wolfsbane. I jumped back when it burned my fingers. The cell was so dark that I could barely see anything inside, but I knew she was there. Squinting, I could see the outline of her form and gasped. She was literally skin and bones with a thin blanket barely wrapped around her body and a bandage over her eyes. I growled when a rouge male's scent was mixed with her's, but not just one..several. She had been raped! 

"Beautiful, isn't she?" I whipped around to see a male behind us. His scent matched with the most recent so I assumed he just finished with her and I let my canines extend, my wolf becoming present. "She squirms far too much for my taste so I had to put her to sleep," he said with a sadistic smile on his face. "She's been my little prostitute since she was 13, Alpha Lucian, and I've enjoyed her ever since." That was it, I was tired of this little f**ker. 

I lunged over the table and for his throat. He put up no fight as I ripped his throat open, blood covering my muzzle. I shifted back and went to the cell door, gripping it in my hands and ripping it open. I didn't care about the burning, I'm sure my Mate had endured more than I ever could. I raced to her frail form that was laying on the stone floor. Looking over at Garrett and Chase, I nodded. "No survivors other than those who were held captive. Kill any rouge you see I don't give a f*ck who they are." They nodded and bowed in respect as I carried my Mate out of this Hellhole. She would never have to endure such things as this ever again. 

I ran all the way back to the pack as fast as I could possibly go in my human form. I went straight to the hospital, calling out for help. Several doctors and nurses took her away in a frenzy, shouting out orders and diagnoses. My Mate was, no doubt, very sick. I put my head in my hands and sat in the lobby when I felt my mother's hand on my back. "She's been through so much," I croaked. 

"More than you know," she whispered. "She is strong, but you need to be patient. She won't trust you right away." 

"Thanks, Moon Goddess," I smiled.

"What did I say about that?" She chuckled and hugged me. 

I waited for over 14 hours, falling asleep in the lobby chair. I was awaken by a firm hand on my shoulder; it was Garrett. He nodded and I knew that meant she was awake. I jumped up and ran to her room where a nurse was exiting. She told me about the few nurses that stayed and about her uncomfortableness with men and just people in general. I thanked her and eased myself through the door, smiling when I see her, but then frowning. She still had that bandage thing on that she had in the cell. I walked over and sat next to the bed, her scent comforting me. I watched as realization came to her as to who I was. She turned her head towards my direction and reached out for me. 

"M-Mate?" Her voice was raspy and whimpered. 

"I'm here," I said, taking her hand. I grabbed the glass of water from the nightstand and handed it to her. She drank it all in one gulp and handed it back to me. "I'm your Mate, Lucian, Alpha King over all werewolves and I promise you that you will never have to endure what you have ever again. You will have whatever you could possible desire; just ask and it will be given to you." I brushed her hair back and she shivered. Was she cold? I lifted the blanket up and placed it closer to her. She snuggled into it and sighed in content, looking over at me. It was weird not seeing her eyes. "Did they do something to your eyes, love?" She shook her head. "Then how about we take this off?" She was hesitant at first and I didn't push her in any way, but she finally nodded and sat up, waiting for me to unwrap it. I was expecting to see scars around her eyes or maybe no eyes at all, but that is not what I found. Her pale skin was smooth and flawless and her eyes were a milky blue; I had never seen that color before in all my life...other than the blind oracle. Silver specs swirled in her eyes as she looked around and sighed in disappointment. Was the room not to her satisfaction? We would have it fixed immediately! "What's your name?"

"Fae."